Sometimes I just need a stimuli to make me work faster on home projects like...
the roof terrace for instance....
ah yes...the roof terrace and the vision I had of pale pink and green cushions
....do you remember ?
well, last week I had the idea that inviting my friends over for a casual sardines party on the roof terrace last saturday night would spur me to at last materialize my vision

oh it did help me...except that it skipped my mind that Monchéri and I had to transport
2 Morrocan beds (called
sidali - a very thick mattress - perfect for that use)
through the very tiny metal spiral staircase leading to the roof terrace
plus little tables, plus a cupboard to place all things necessary to dine
in fact, plus zillions of things

On thursday night, I was still sewing some cushion covers - the pink ones above -
On friday I prepared the lemon custard for the mini lemon meringue pies I had planned for 10 persons. I missed one step and it went wrong and had to do it again.
That's the reason why you didn't see me on the blog....
I also finished painting the pots in blue while Monchéri, full of zen and solicitude
was making an orange and almond cake

On saturday morning, I picked up 4 kilos of sardines at the fishmonger
bought more beach mats to place on the floor and some glass marbles
to make them stay flat....
Then mounted the lemon meringue pies, made an olive cake, a big pan of ratatouille,
and a Salade Niçoise

alas....there is no pic of before or during the party
because I was much too busy !
I took this pic last night

There were some sardines and a loaf of bread (still in its casual dinner jacket) left
so we had an intimate barbecue
bread, sardines and rosé wine
under the Andalusian sky....
ah...life is good sometimes...




I forgot to say....among the leftovers were also 2 lemon meringue tartlets...
ok...I confess it was premeditated, I had made 12 and we were 10
and in the end...well they just stayed in the fridge...hum...

This morning I rushed up to the roof terrace to see if everything was all there...
You never know...a gust of wind..hungry cats
But yes, the pots were still there
the cushions were still inviting
I had my breakfast inventing my summer life on the roof terrace
with more barbecue parties, couscous parties, mojito parties, mint tea parties in the afternoon.....until one day the summer comes to its end
pics : me