The Prietos in NYC

Back tracking a month or two, I'm putting Christmas on pause, and taking you back to Thanksgiving weekend when we went to visit my dad and Emili in New Jersey for the Thanksgiving Holiday.  (I'm a wee bit behind).  

The Saturday after Thanksgiving we have historically gone to NYC for the day, as a yearly adventure to the Big Apple.  Since we had skipped a year when Orion was a newborn, we had never actually attempted the trip with two kids, and there were a lot of things that made us nervous about traveling to a cold city with the two littles - would the kids be warm enough, would the double stroller hold up well, would it be worth the cost?  And honestly, I don't think it was until we hit Times Square that we were for sure glad that we had come.

We set off mid-morning from NJ via train, and luckily we had thought through all of the details.  When we arrived at Penn Station, we unpacked the double stroller and bundled the kids as well as we could.  In the photo above, we were still not sure if this was a smart idea.

But then we walked up to Times Square and oh, the magic!  Gigi was immediately bombarded by people in oversized costumes wanting money for a photo, and she worked it far beyond the stretch of our $3 in one dollar bills and hugged everyone for free.  Multiple times.  (And a nice Brazilian couple took our photo).

Since it had been two years since we were in NYC we knew that even Gigi wouldn't remember much, and so we planned a simple walking route and stopped anytime we saw something that caught our eye.  Knowing my kids and their sweet tooth, I voted for a stop at the M&M store, and it was the best idea ever.  You know when you stumble upon a completely accidental parenting idea, but it turns out to save the day?  That, my friends, was the M&M store.  Gigi helped me to pick a colorful bag of M&Ms, and the entire day we shamelessly used the M&Ms to get a whole host of good photos.  "Gigi, smile for an M&M!"  Such a morale booster!

From Times Square it was a lunch stop where Gigi shared our M&Ms with the boy at the next table, and then up to meander through Lincoln Center, and pause in front of the Manhattan LDS Temple...

...and then we made our way over to Central Park for a saunter in the beautiful afternoon.  The park never gets old - always a break from the pace of the city, always enjoyable for kids, always a chance to slow down, hold hands and try to remember what life was like back when we were romantic.

Since Orion was taking a nap in the stroller it was particularly peaceful.  We were surrounded by the kind of scenes that sell you on the crazy idea of wanting to leave the luxuries of suburban life and live in this city, just for a year.  Or maybe two.

We called Marcos' sister Lizzy...

...and visited Heckscher Playground, and the Central Park skating rink.  This is one of my favorite photos of the day - Gigi and Marcos watching the Zamboni machine clear the ice, with the city in the background.

The only regret in our day was trying to maneuver through F.A.O. Schwartz.  The toy store has been an important stop on our NYC rounds every single year we've visited the city, but this time it was too much.  Without a place to leave strollers, we were stuck hauling both Orion and a collapsed double stroller around the store, and with throngs of people and barely space to fully exhale, it was not worth the effort.  Maybe at some time in the future we will come back, when the kids are older and can enjoy it more, and the prices don't feel so far above our pay grade.

So we packed up again as we lost our last bits of sunlight for the day, and Gigi promptly took a snooze.  We walked down 5th Avenue to our favorite comfort food Japanese restaurant called Katsu Hama on E. 47th, just off of 5th, and there we met with some friends for dinner.  And by friends I mean, MISSION COMPANIONS!  Woohoo!  By some stroke of brilliant good luck, we were all in the same city at the same time - Hitomi and her family live in Brooklyn while her husband works for a big accounting firm in the city, and Desi moved from Austin, TX to work in the city while her boyfriend is at Culinary School.  It was so, so great to see them again, happy and going places in life.  These two were, coincidentally, my final two companions in Japan in a great city called Ushiku, so my memories with them are full of hard work and being so happy, and so exhausted.  I'm not sure if their memories of me are as fond (I might have been a bit of a taskmaster), but they sure do hold a special place in my heart.  There is just something about struggling together for something you believe in, that has the power to make people friends for life.  And the fact that Hitomi and Desi are smart, powerful, serviceable, incredible women doesn't hurt one bit.

Our final stop of the night was Rockefeller Center with our friends.  If you haven't been to New York at Christmas time, you might want to make that happen.  It is magical.  Especially if you have someone to hug...

...or lots of people to hug.  And that, my friends, is NYC 2013.  For all of our worries about the logistics of coming into the City, it was a fairly relaxed, totally enjoyable day with the family.  And these ladies were the cherry on top!  Happy Thanksgiving!

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays from the Prieto Family!

In light of our travels to Utah this year to spend the holiday with Marcos' family, we decided to keep life simple and not worry about a Christmas card.  We love Christmas cards, and we love preparing them and sending them, but the decision to forego that project this year has brought us a lot of peace.  And because Christmas is a season for peace, we are interrupting our regular blogging this year to say...

...From our family to yours, Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and a very Happy New Year!

We hope that this finds you warm and happy this holiday season!  May you enjoy gifts, and traditions and feasts, and may you enjoy even more the time you have with your loved ones.  Go ahead, put down the gadget and connect!  We dare you!

And here is 2013 in Prieto Family updates:

In the past year Orion has grown from a tiny newborn to a running, music making, dancing, climbing, loving little boy.  After a long season of having a colicky baby, we have loved watching his personality unfold throughout the year.  He is very physical, yet cautious, and although he loves to hug, blow kisses and snuggle with us, he can also play very happily on his own with toys and the contents of the entire tupperware cupboard.  The more communicative he becomes the more we see his sweet personality blossom.  We really enjoy having him in our family.

Giovanna has also unfolded her petals in new ways this year.  Having a new brother has been an adventure for her, but they have now wiggled into a good spot and are becoming friends.  Gigi and I had a looong summer together with Orion as Marcos was doing an internship in Charlotte during the week, and for sanity I bought a kiddo workbook and Gigi learned to write her letters and is now sounding out basic words.  She loves to draw and paint, and make greeting cards and she is in coop preschool two mornings a week.  When Halloween came around this year, and all of the delicious spookiness started appearing, Gigi was at the perfect age to be entirely drawn in to the world of costumes and ghouls.  Around that time, Marcos also introduced her to comics and superheroes, and she is currently infatuated with talk of superheroes, make believe, and good vs. evil.  She is also exploring her independence lately, which is a nice way of saying that she has the tendency to completely disregard what we tell her.  As with all of her habits that drive us crazy, we hope this one is just another (very short) phase.

Marcos is finishing up his final year of studies at the University of North Carolina, and he will graduate with a Bachelors degree in Information Science next May, which is more than just a little thrilling!  This  fall semester in particular was really difficult, and the challenge made us anxious for graduation, and the beginning of a new chapter that includes evenings together as a family, and even (gasp) an income!  During the summer Marcos was the superstar intern at a great company in Charlotte, NC, and the commute gave him the chance to delve into audio books.  He has swamped me in the literary department this year and I'm a little jealous.  When he is not busy playing with the kids or giving me foot rubs (I wish), he has been using his free time to establish new Guys Night traditions (late night Taqueria Truck hopping, anyone?)

And then there's me, Metta.  This year has been an interesting one from me, and has had some real ups and downs.  However, largely through the generosity and good humor of my mom who lives nearby and loves her grandchildren, I have been able to do some things for myself that have helped me to find balance during this first year of staying home full time with two young kiddos.  One thing that I've enjoyed is a photography class that I took this fall, which has given me a chance to express myself creatively and take better photos of our family.  Another hobby I've gotten into, which has surprised even me, is exercising.  Some of my close friends and I have been doing health competitions, and I daresay that the repetition of exercising and eating better throughout the week are becoming habits that might even stick.  I've also been involved in Gigi's coop preschool, and I am President of the Primary children's organization at church.  So, I keep busy.

So that's us in a very small nutshell!  We wish you so much goodness and happiness for 2014.  We are definitely feeling like it has good things in store.

Lots of love,

The Prieto Family
Marcos, Metta, Gigi and Orion

Thanksgiving at Grandpa Gaga's House

This year we were back on schedule for our annual tradition of having Thanksgiving up in New Jersey with my dad and Emili, and Emili's parents, sister Carol and her family, and my dad's friend Mike from high school in Hong Kong and his family.  Last year little Orion had just been born and we opted out of the long drive, so this was our first year introducing both of our children to the clan.  We drove through the night on Tuesday, and the trip was surprisingly quick and doable, considering that it was 9 or so hours through the non-stop rain and pitch black night.

Wednesday was a day of preparation and cooking, but on Thursday morning, per tradition, we bundled up and drove over to the lake.  Some of us ran a few miles, some ran many miles, some played at the park, and some were wretchedly cold and miserable (my kids).  It was a very, very cold morning.

When we got home and started working on the meal and the kids were taking a nap, I couldn't find Marcos for a few minutes.  He was down in the basement with my dad, in his shop with a kazillion tools and computer parts.  Marcos switched over to Macs a few years ago, but my dad has stuck with PCs, because for people who like to tinker and fix things, Macs are useless because they don't break!  

And while the guys were talking shop, Emili and her sister Carol were preparing the tofurkeys and the celebration roasts.  Although most of the group is vegetarian, their friend Monica and I also roasted turkey breasts for the carnivores.  And while we cooked, Gigi was in heaven with Monica's daughter Evelyn, and Carol's daughter Emma, who entertained her with the rainbow loom, photos of recent high school theater productions, and coloring.

Marcos had worked his tail off before our trip so that he wouldn't have to disappear and work on school projects over the break.  It's been such a busy semester that having his attention and help was really, really nice.  I campaigned for years to get Marcos into school full time, and now that he's doing it and we're nearing the end of this chapter, we are so, so happy to be finished in the spring.  It's been a long and arduous journey.

Grandpa Mike with grandson Ben.  Mike and his wife Sylvia are Greek and the kids call them Papou and Yaya, so Gigi joined right in.  They were a real blessing to me this year.  We are the only ones with small children, and so I was hyperaware of Gigi and Orion's volume, their tendency to touch things, their total KIDness and how that was impacting the group.  But every time I talked with Mike and Sylvia, they had nothing but kind things to say about how amazing our kids are, and how well they treat each other, and how clever they are.  I don't know if it's true or not, but it was one of those times when I needed the vote of confidence from two wise and experienced grandparents.  I was so happy that they came.

The spread was incredible as usual this year.  A new family favorite was a dish of roasted bosc pears and brussels sprouts that Carol made.  I need to get that recipe!

Above, Monica does the honors with the turkey, and below, Monica, Evelyn, Emma, Carol, Sean and Nathan sit down for Thanksgiving dinner.

On the other side of the table were Mike, Sylvia, Emili, Dad, his high school friend Mike, and Evelyn who jumped around on the other side of the table.  Below are Ben with Marcos and Gigi.

Cheers!  To family, friends, and always having enough.

And so, that was our Thanksgiving meal!  We followed dinner with Emma's homemade apple pie, Nathan's to-die-for chocolate pecan pies, a sweet potato pie, ice cream and fancy chocolates.  Are you getting hungry yet?

Thank you Dad and Emili et al for a really nice Thanksgiving holiday.  We sure do enjoy spending time with you.  Next up: our trek into New York City!

Recipe Share: Bulgogi

A few weekends ago I made Bulgogi for a big Sunday night dinner with friends.  It was a hit, so I've decided to immortalize the recipe online so that it is easier to share.  This is a recipe given to me by Yeonshin Lee, a Korean friend who came through Chapel Hill a few years ago while her husband was a visiting professor at Duke.  Enjoy!

Bulgogi (Korean Beef)

Ingredients:

• 2 lbs beef (steak beef sliced thinly works really well)
• 1/2 cup soy sauce
• 1/2 cup sugar (it's a sweet meat, but you can dial this back a little bit if you'd prefer)
• 1/2 cup cooking wine, or any wine
• 1/4 cup sesame oil
• 1 medium onion, grated
• 2 Tbsps garlic, minced
• 1 Tbsp ginger, minced
• Pepper
• 5 sticks green onion, chopped
• (optional) sliced mushrooms, carrots or cabbage

Mix all of the ingredients except for the beef and vegetables.  Put the thinly sliced beef and vegetables into the sauce.  Refrigerate the marinade for at least 3 hours (you can store the mix for several days and cook a bit at a time).  Fry the bulgogi on the stovetop until cooked, or put it into a pyrex in the oven on 350 degrees for 30-40 minutes.  Serve with rice and kimchi.  Feeds 6-8 people.

And since no post seems complete without a photo and I didn't think to take one of dinner when we had our friends over, I'll include this little gem.  It's getting to be holiday time over here!

The Latest Struggle

My mom is a thoughtful gift-giver, and for my birthday (in October) she gave me the gift of a Photography class at our local Community College, in addition to watching Gigi and Orion for the three hours that I'm in class each week, for the eight weeks that the class runs.  It was the perfect gift, since we have had our D-SLR for almost a year now and I really didn't know how to use it very well.

But this has been such a hard, hard, hard and such a humbling experience.  After working for my friend Rebecca years ago when I was pregnant with Gigi, I have been picky about photography because Rebecca was so extraordinarily talented.  However, as much as my eyes may like good photography, I just can't get that to translate into any sort of skill on my part.  The first few weeks of class I felt like the teacher was speaking a foreign language.  On numerous occasions I was pretty sure that it was never going to make sense.  On one occasion I melted into a heap of hopelessness and tears on the couch while I was trying to understand how to use a gray card.  It has been so frustrating.

But by some miracle, things are starting to shift, and the language is becoming clear.  I am finally figuring out how to take photos with my subject predictably in focus, and I am learning that my composition isn't always terrible (sometimes it is terrible, but not always).  And I definitely have a deepened respect and awe for people who are talented in this area where I struggle so much.  It is such a cool talent to have.

And so, here's to a hopeful many happy years with my camera.  I've included a few photos I've taken for homework in the last few weeks - ones that I like for whatever reason.  I hope that we can work well together to capture these years of growing a family!

Full of Hot Air

There are a few things I find very romantic and wonderful.  One is Swiss railway journeys, which we crossed off my bucket list a few years back when Marcos and I went to Europe.  Another is hot air balloons.

So some months ago when I had a hankering for hot air balloons and did a quick search to see if there was anything exciting here in North Carolina, I was very happy to see that every year in October there is a North Carolina Hot Air Balloon Festival in Statesville, NC.  It is about two hours away from Chapel Hill, but nothing that we couldn't manage on a nice afternoon.

We met our friends the Hills there, and we were all so pleased that we had decided to brave the crowds and the drive!  As we arrived, the first of the Giants were waking up, one by one, bumping against each other as they soared up so peacefully.  It was magic against that blue sky.  

And of course we took family photos.  It would have been criminal not to, although good luck avoiding a balloon coming out of your head!

Gigi's sister friends Kinsey and Kaitlyn.  Love these three...

And, oh yes, our kids love each other as well!  Waaah!  Just kidding.  Kind of.  We're still working on giving Orion space.

For dinner we had corn dogs and gyros.  The NC State Fair is a really big deal that we always choose not to be a part of each fall, so it was good to have fair food to feel like we had reached our quota for the year.  

For people with a few hundred dollars for ballooning, they were able to sign up ahead of time to ride one of the hot air balloons that rose during the "Ascension" in the afternoon.  For those of us with ten dollars for ballooning, we were able to take a "tethered ride" in this beauty above.  We were packed in the basket with the Hills, and it took only about ten minutes to rise and fall, but it was a great experience.  The flame was incredibly loud and hot, so our kids were a little frightened, but it was very cool to get a view from above.  The pilot said that the air at the top of the balloon was 204 degrees.  Hot Air, indeed!

And as the evening fell and the big grassy hill started to chill, we heard bagpipes off in the distance, which sounded so incredible that I was drawn to the stage where the Scottish band Albannach was just getting warmed up.  There was a line of fans at the front of the stage, swinging their hair and moving to the music, and by a few songs in, I had half a mind to let my hair down and join the groupies!  Marcos jokes that he will never take me to Scotland because I might not ever come home after hearing all the men with their Scottish accents, but play me a bit of Scottish music and that may do the trick as well.  It was so good it was moving.

And we rounded off the night with Funnel Cake and an Amish Doughnut.  It was the perfect ending to a really amazing day.  If you live close and like Hot Air Balloons, make a note that next October in Statesville the Hot Air Balloon Festival will be going strong!  Maybe we'll see you there!