In one of our last posts we told you about the Novena (nine night celebration) our town was doing in honor of the patron saint of fishermen and advised that after the ninth night of the novena the city of San Clemente would begin their grandest fiesta of the year – San Clemente Festival. Well, that festival was everything it was advertised to be. It went from last Thursday night to late Sunday night and we spent many hours attending events (especially the grand parade) and took lots of pictures. We took so many pictures in fact that I am now faced with the daunting task of cropping and editing them to prepare a post.
I sat down at the computer tonight prepared to start that task when I noticed a few pictures we took yesterday and figured they would be much easier to organize and post at this late hour and I could defer (read that procrastinate) that larger task until the morning. What the heck, I am retired and one of the advantages of being retired is having the freedom to procrastinate whenever it seems like the right thing to do.
Anyway – we promise that photos and reports from the San Clemente Festival 2015 will be posted soon. Yesterday morning Mary and I were both exhausted. The festivities of Saturday night had extended well into the morning. Early Sunday morning an impromptu band of two trumpeters and an energetic drummer piled into the back of a pickup truck and treated us to a free mobile concert as they drove up and down the main north/south road belting out some march tunes at about 6:00 in the morning. What the heck, it is festival time and we really did not mind the early wake-up call.
We gave up trying to sleep and I asked Mary what she had in mind for activities that day. She told me that she wished I would bake.
Generally my food preparation skills are better suited to cutting vegetables, peeling potatoes, and manning the barbecue/smoker, but I am always ready for a challenge, so I rustled up some blue berry muffins (from a package) for breakfast. They were pretty good and while warm served as a good base for melting butter! The package was small and they did not last long enough to cool, so I set my sights on something bigger.
A cherry pie!
Again I used a prepackaged can of pie filling, but I had to mix up the pie crust and roll it out. I saw a picture of a pie on the internet with a crisscrossed crust topping and gave that a try. When I was done it looked like this.
The filling was from a can we picked up at a dollar store in the States on our last trip. Nothing fancy, but it sure tasted good and did the job.
Mary did have some questions to answer when her carry-on luggage was searched at the airport and several similar cans and a wide assortment of seasonings and baking goods were discovered. However after determining that the unusual X-ray images were not dangerous the official waved us through the line.
Back to the pie… After thirty five minutes in our counter-top toaster oven I took this out to cool.
Proving once again that apparently you can teach an old dog new tricks. Not bad for a confirmed pit master!
We ate some last night and were able to share a couple of slices with some friends before I finished it off tonight while I should have been preparing a post about the weekend’s activities.
Oh well, we live in the land of no time clocks and can rest easy eating homemade pie here where…
Life is good in Ecuador.