Trivial Pursuits
A couple of weekends ago my dad taught me how to play Blackjack (21 in his words) and Poker, and we played for a couple of hours with my Victoria’s Secret The World’s Sexiest Playing Cards, mainly because I could not find the regular cards anywhere in the house. We played with imaginary money, while my dad kept lecturing me about how dangerous it is to get addicted to gambling, and about how the house always wins. I nodded all the way through, of course. It was cute because he was ultra excited about teaching me, and might I add, also about how quickly I was learning, and at the same time he was worried this play would get serious.
This weekend: (click on pics to see them larger in my Picasa album)
Briefly in Amman:
Lucky worm meets The Model Hand:
And we made Haleva, thin Circassian pastry stuffed with salted mashed potatoes and then fried to perfection:
C’est tout.
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April 12th, 2008 at 4:06 pm
no wonder daddy was so eager to play for hours.. its victorias secret!
April 13th, 2008 at 11:48 am
Tsk tsk tsk… that’s the only thing you noticed Rami? What does that say about you? lol
The cards were confusing, you couldn’t tell the types because they were colored so similarily and that wasn’t fun. Nobody buy VS The World’s Sexiest Playing Cards.