Monday, September 21, 2009

Loving Amelia in Malta




How do I Love Thee, Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!--and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Marsaxlokk Our Favorite Local Fishing Villiage


Amelia holds the colorful sarongs to her cheek at the local fishing village market called Marsaxlokk. This is a wonderful place to go to eat at night. You can get a table literally on the sea overlooking the fishing boats. While you eat the stray cats come to greet you, Amelia and I are cat people and don't mind the little visitors.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Popular food in Malta a typical Lunch


Hard Salami and Cheddar
on Maltese Bread. I never eat white bread or salami, but this was so yummy I changed my diet and eat Maltese style.

Figs and Pastizzi
Cheese filled and Pea filled pastry.
This is like a flaky filo doe. I am going to try this at home with filo pastry and ricotta cheese.

Our Lunch at Violets and Alberts home.


prosciutto and melon
baby greens with balsamic vinaigrette
the balsamic is a thick style for glazing
It is about $8 at Kroger but so worth it!

We also had a baked ziti that was delicious.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Lunch on a Sunday at Violets and Albert's Home




Orange trees

I am enjoying
this beautiful garden. Vino in the pool.

Our Friends Home and Bed and Breakfast



Albert and Violets home. It is so beautiful! Ta' Bertu.
Go to the link to see their daughter Chiara's Bed an Breakfast.
http://www.theburrowmalta.com/

Pretty Bay in Birzebbugia, Not a Tourist Beach













Beautiful Blues