Trekhprudny Lane

Lula still feverish and too quiet. She sits with sleepy eyes and just pants, in my arms or Babcia's. Back to the doctor today, where the diagnosis was a double ear infection. It took visits to three pharmacies to find the antibiotic, and now she is asleep, breathing fast and shallow in her crib. 

A's been on the phone with Catalan farmers all day, trying to secure the best deal for our spring/summer visit. He pulls Spanish words out of some back room in his head, unexpectedly knows all the numbers and polite expressions... Amazing.

To relieve my nervous energy I have been cooking comfort foods. Brioche, two enormous pots of soup, gnocchi with cream sauce, vegetable fritters with horseradish cream, shepherd's pie. That's only the last three days.