Considering that last week I forgot to take Dane to the youth activity (he is 12 and I seem to have a harder time adjusting than him), they decided to ensure that I wouldn't forget this week by asking Dan and I to teach Salsa to the entire group. It was a fun night. It is kind of weird to consider Dane as one of the youth now. Although we were successful in getting Dane there, he really didn't want to do a dancing night. With the age, came the uneasiness of being around and touching girls (trying to impress them with dance moves that he wasn't practiced on).
Also different this week, I went out to a friends birthday dinner on Friday. It was a fun evening. I got to meet several other parents from the school. We tried a new restaurant by our place. It was good. It is fun to try so many new places to eat. Most of them all have their own special charm, although a lot of the menus are starting to look similar (you can only eat so much schnitzel, but I have a feeling that schnitzel is one thing that we will really miss). However, one thing I like about Vienna is that they have special "seasonal" menus. Of course we have spargel (asparagus) season coming up, they have marrillen (apricot), there was a eierschwarmen (special type of mushroom), we've seen hering, (herring) season, and right now is barlauch season (wild garlic). During these seasons, many of the restaurants have these products specially brought in from local places and they use weekly menus that highlight these special ingredients. For instance, Figl's menu on Friday included appetizers that contained barlauch and, of course, cream of wild garlic soup. The main courses listed were ravioli filled with barlauch, shrimp and barlauch, and a chicken breast stuffed with mozzarella and barlauch, with a barlauch cream over pasta. I am especially anxious for the spargel season as I have a particular weakness for white asparagus smothered in hollandaise with bacon. MMMMmmmmm.
We went to parent/teacher conferences for Dyllan and Deagan on Friday. We are very proud of both of them for the work they are doing. The highlights, besides the good grades, were that Dyllan's teacher said that Dyllan was a really good friend in her classroom, who is always willing to help and seeks opportunities to help anyone in need without ever being asked. That sounds just like Dyllan to me, as she is my biggest helper at home and is always finding little ways to be kind to everyone and help to make their days easier. Deagan's teacher told us that Deagan is a good kid at school (surprised?) We were. He has a knack for helping the other kids in the class to follow the rules, without being mean or unkind. He is very assertive and can easily make friends at school. His German teacher tells us that he is very talented.
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Dan and I both had a church leadership training meeting to go to last evening. Like most of our meetings, we had access to simultaneous translation during the combined meetings. However, when we split up into our specific leadership groups, Dan quickly found out that he was on his own. He said the first hour went great and he understood 60-70 percent and was able to follow the direction of all the conversations, but hour 2 found his brain to be mush and he figured he was only getting 35-40 percent. By the end, it was even less. He mentioned this to one of his colleagues that is a native German speaker and he assured him that by the end of the second hour, he was only getting 30-40 percent too, as it was a pretty long and detailed meeting.
After the meeting, we were able to spend some time with Liz and Csaba. We tried a new Brazilian restaurant in the downtown, called Maredo. For a Viennese restaurant, it was surprisingly large (1/3 of a block long--most only have roughly 10-15 tables, or less). While there, we witnessed an interesting sight. There was a single man eating at a table next to us. When he got up to go to the salad bar, someone walked in off the street, came up to his table, put their hat down, pulled out their hanky and blew their nose and then walked away. On the stranger's way back out, he was stopped by the hostess and she asked him if he needed a table. He indicated that he did and was seated about 50 feet from us. As soon as the hostess had walked away, he came back over to the table next to us, removed several pieces of bread from the basket of bread of the person who was still filling his plate at the salad bar, went back to his own table and discreetly placed the bread under his hat. Dan watched him closely and was pretty sure at some point, that the stranger would bolt from the restaurant. Instead, he calmly ordered a meal and a glass of wine. He seemed to enjoy both. Then, one minute he was there, the next minute he was gone. I guess that's the hazards of having a restaurant a third of a block long and having typical Austrian customer service, where you rarely check on customers or pay attention to what they are doing or needing. Incidentally, Dan said that the guy sitting next to us did give our table a few weird glances after peering into his bread basket. Dan figures that he thought that we took the bread, but again, being Austrian, conversation is not something that you never start with strangers, no matter what you want to accuse them of. We had a great time and really love spending time with friends.


