This year I totally forgot to put out my shoes. When I was reminded to that it was already the 7th, but how could you think about these traditions while enjoying the summer? And - what could be put in a pair of thongs?

But this doesn't mean that I didn't have a special day. Marc and I (once again) had invited Joachim and Mani, Damian and Kathryn (she didn't make it) and Greg to come to Marc's place in Summerhill, where we wanted to serve a typical German dinner. It was kind of a hassle getting everything done, for we played a tennis double that afternoon. But it worked out: we rode our bikes to my place, where I got ready and picked up some ingredients, rode on to Summerhill, Marc did the shopping and I started to cook, while he was getting ready. Busy schedule.
I prepared the Käsespätzle recipe of Heike's mum. This is a typical south German dish, so I am actually not the best person to show off with that. But as I live in that region, it's a vegeterian thing and spcial for our guests as well, it was our choice. Marc got a bit annoyed because of not being able to find real mozzarella - at least not in the supermarkets. For that reason the tomato mozzarella plates he dressed were somehow special but still very tasty. Of course we were not ready when the bunch dropped in which gained me some credit for my cooking skills (haha) and led to even more hunger.
According to the others the food was delicious and I have to say, that I really enjoyed a home cooked meal at a private place having that nice company and conversation.