Thursday, September 20, 2012

So So Carlsburg Pub

 The last place Corrin ate dinner at in Moldova was the Carlsburg Pub.  It was nothing great.  The food was mediocre - nothing stood out, but it wasn't bad enough to stand out that way, either.  Andreas' Greek salad was, as you can see, a bit skimpy on Greekness.  The pizza was not quite cardboard, and Andreas truly thought his spaghetti was just ... bland.  Now that Corrin's gone, I doubt we'll be going back.

Last Corner

Yay!  The last corner is well and truly started! I wonder if I can finish this part before the end of the year.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Green Hills Has A Restaurant

 Green Hills is one of the local grocery store chains.  It specializes in fresh food and is one of the more chic places to buy groceries.  In the past year, they've opened a restaurant on the main drag - Stefan cel Mare Blvd - and it's pretty good.  We went with Corrin as part of her "farewell to Moldovan restaurants" tour.  Andreas had, of course, a Greek salad.  It didn't have much in the way of lettuce, which is something he appreciates.  He also had the chicken schnitzel - which was stuffed chicken - and iced tea.  The tea was red, which is fairly common here for iced tea.  It tasted more like fruit punch.

Corrin had french fries and mushroom-stuffed chicken.  It's one of her favorites and the reason we went.  I found fried mushrooms, which were very good with the exception of nothing to dip them in, and a soup which, somehow, we missed taking a picture of.

Crosses Done

I'm officially very close to finishing this!  All the cross stitches are done; now all it needs are the beads and specialty stitches.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Lacing It Up

Working on the lace below the ribbons now.  Making slower progress than I would like, but it is what it is.

We Like Greek

Three of us at Mykonos in the mall.  We love us some tzatziki.  I think that's the only reason I go to Greek restaurants....

Monday, September 17, 2012

Slowly Going Green

A couple of leaves peeking through here.  Things are getting done slowly, but getting done.  That is the story of my stitching life.