Monday, March 28,
1983
Jong-soon and I
felt so bad after asking the Chinese guys such a huge favor to take us to the
Basler Morgestraich, and then we ended up saying we didn’t need the favor, that
we invited them to dinner to show our appreciation. After work I met Jong-Soon
at the Personalhaus/staff residence and helped her pack a huge bag on wheels with food and pots
and fryers and bowls, etc. We left at 17:20 to roll this bag down into the Altstadt/old
town to Klara’s apartment on Untergasse. We unpacked a few things, and then I
was sent to find spinach, but there was none to be found. So Jong-Soon then
sent me to the butcher’s. I went to the Pferdemetzgerei, thinking the name was
the name of the butcher, Mr. Horse. But when I asked for beef, the lady said
they only had horse meat! Oh! I had to go to another butcher and get 200
gm/about a 1/2# of 1/2 cm/less than 1/4 inch thick slices cut into squares, and
another 200 gms of 1/2 cm thick slices. When I returned to Klara’s, I learned
she would be staying for dinner. I’m not sure how we got her apartment to use
for this dinner when she was going to be working, but now she wasn’t feeling
well enough to work. So I made one more placemat (placemats of flags of different
countries; Klara is German), and began blowing up balloons. Marsha arrived at
18:45 bringing wine, and helped decorate with the balloons and curly strands of
crepe paper. The two Chinese guys arrived at 19:30, without brother-in-law who
was too tired. So we were back to six people as we made introductions and sat
down at the candlelit table. We sipped red wine as we waited, until Jong-Soon
said we could begin. We started with a salad of rice noodles and finely sliced
vegetables. There were problems with the rice cooker, but the rice came out
okay. The second dish was a spicy meat and vegetable dish. Everyone thought it
was too spicy, but not me! Yum! Then we had fruit (apples and pears) for
dessert. Marsha tuned Klara’s guitar and sang for us before we had coffee. We
started cleaning up, then Jong-Soon stayed with Klara to finish, and the
Chinese guys (names unknown!) drove me and Marsha, and the big bag, up to the
Personalhaus/staff residence. Home at midnight.
Tuesday, March 29,
1983
Hans Rüdi S was to pick me up “sometime”! He arrived at 20:30. We had our French-English
lesson with vanilla ice cream with whipped cream and tea. Home at 23:45!Easter "centerpiece" |
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