So the highlight of this week was pretty clearly that time on Thursday night when we went to a block-of-flats-to-be in the Zona Sul and were winched 50 metres into the air by a giant crane for an amazing four-course "Dinner in the Sky".
We entered via a massive hall of mirrors and a fake elevator to outer space, and an open bar and a showrooms for each decade of the 20th century (plus one from 2038 which involved VR headsets and flying cars), but the main event was the afore-mentioned winching, strapped into racing car seats and served MASSIVE PRAWNS as our jolly chef plated everything up and sang impromptu opera in the round. Huge props to Michelle and Vinicius, who invited us and apparently went back for more on Sunday lunchtime.
The rest of the week couldn't help but pale in comparison but we had a cosily domesticated weekend putting up new bookshelves and making new recipes, as well as a dash across town in the pouring rain for ice cream. And now that my boss is back from the UK it's all hands to the pump at work.
I've made another mixtape, and today's phrase means "God gives wings to those who don't know how to fly", i.e. some people have everything going for them but don't make the most of it. I believe the Italians have a similar phrase - "Dio da il pane a chi non ha i denti" ("God gives bread to those who have no teeth") - but it doesn't fit this week's themes as well.
'Til the next time!
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