Sunday dinner at the Johnson house has become an international phenomenon. Friends family and strangers look at the blog from all over the world, everywhere from Zurich to London to New York, (Big Brother is watching you...). But this particular Sunday has a larger and more important international event. We're going to a friends house to watch the World Cup final, (11:30 a.m. local time) and then go to another friends house for dinner and, of course, some conversation about the game (and LeBron James going to Miami).
Everybody in our house except for Dad supports the Netherlands over Spain. He thinks the Dutch are arrogant and Paul (the genius, phenomenal, lucky, weird German octopus) thinks Spain will win, Paul's never been wrong before. Thanks to all these parties Cy doesn't have time to cook tonight and so will cook on Monday. Today the world's eyes will turn to South Africa. Come back tomorrow for this weeks post.