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Frühlingsschnipsel

Weekend in Kew Gardens

Weekend in Kew Gardens

And your German word for this week: Frühlingsschnipsel = snippets of spring. Somehow it felt like that over the weekend, seeing all the flowers starting to bloom (I don’t mean the ones in the hot house). It made me realise what I miss here at this time of the year: the geese flying back north. The quacking sound you hear when you wake up  in the middle of the night (for no reason) and then you know: spring is coming! The geese are always right! It always made me happy, thinking it’s time to start working in the garden. Here, I do hear geese all right – they’re here all year. The advantage of this is that you get to see the little geese and ducklings in the spring- can’t have it all, I guess.

And with this, back to work and to figure out my way through more forms… At least it only took 4 days, 6 documents (with 30 pages each) and 2 people to figure out the guidance website saying that I could apply for EU funds was wrong. I guess they didn’t read all the documents in question… oh well, onto the next then!
If you like to see who else found beauty in everyday life have a look at Luzia’s blog and click here if you like to know how to take part.


Beauty is where you find it…

And your German word for today: Durchblick (haben) – a word with several meanings: vista, being able to look through something (like a clear window) or keeping things in perspective/understanding things… you see: a wonderful word – and not something we’ve been too good at in the last few weeks.

My uncle, my dad’s baby brother, died last week Monday, suddenly and unexpected and, as I have been told, peacefully. Checking my emails on Monday night waiting for an answer to a message I had sent, I read my cousin’s email, bewildered and at least four times before the truth started to sink in. Many members of my family lived a long life and he still had so many years in front of him. He composed a little song for me when I was little (with a not so nice text) which I still sing – especially when I can’t figure out how things go…. He married for the second time only five years or so ago and it feels like yesterday that we all danced at his wedding. My grandmother, still in good health at that time, showed greatest stamina in dancing with all six sons in a row and still not being tired! And I can still hear one of my uncles wanting more ‘love’ in his wedding soup: meaning more meatballs in the traditional wedding soup: a clear soup with meatballs. Those were happy times!

Concentration went a bit out of sync since. Which is technically not the greatest moment for this to happen (okay, let’s be fair: there is never a good moment for that!) G’s buried in her work and I’m snowed under with funding application forms for my PhD.  Yesterday, to change the spot where I work, I settled in the kitchen to finalise the first big application (it’s gone out today, so please keep your fingers and toes crossed for me!) and figure out if I had all necessary materials. It was a peaceful moment watching over the buns rising in the oven and Flammkuchen and pizza starters – in case of the pizza starter it was necessary to keep a close eye as it climbed out of its container….

If you’d like to see how the picture theme works, or if you’d like to take part, you’ll find out more chez Luzia.


Quick some web-love…

I don’t celebrate valentine’s day – which is probably the reason why I nearly forgot about it – but I love the idea of heart shaped things. I just don’t want them limited to 14th February (silly idea – I know). Lovely ideas are always worth collecting, and it is possible to give hearts away on any day of the year… Some inspiration:


1. felted hearts 2. blur fotos  3. Heart cake tutorial 4. Lemon sorbet in orange shell 5. green heart foto by lisaluvz 6.apple foto taken by jsharp2121  7.diy elbow patch 8.heart shaped potatoes  9. heart paper chain foto by jek in the box  10. Valentine’s dessert 11. crayon heart 12. pink kitchen inspiration


Random tuesday findings

Some random findings  – instead of filling out 30000 application forms to help me pay my student fees…

Twittering endangers your health twittered Frau Esskultur on Sunday morning, and gave us the best recipe for Zimtschnecken (or cinnamon twists) we’ve ever tried.

Zimtschnecken - before baking

We managed to replace the sugar with Fig jam by Dalfour (the trick was to mix the soft butter and the jam before you spread it on the dough). They smell great, make you happy, taste fantastic when they come out of the oven – and (big plus) they freeze well, which means you can freeze them straight after they’re cool enough and defrost them for your breakfast. Simply perfect!  You see what we have done Sunday afternoon… and now we can have them for breakfast or for tea (although technically you should have them with coffee…)

You’ll find the recipe here. It’s in German (or probably I should say Austrian -there is a difference!), but if you’re familiar with baking a simple Google translation should help.

And while we are on the topic food it has to be said that Ploetzblog has the best pizza dough I’ve come across. It takes some pre-planning on when you want the pizza to be ready . The pre-dough takes 12-16 hours and the final dough still needs to rest in the fridge for 48 hours. Supposedly it can stay up to 7 days in the fridge before baking, but we haven’t managed to try this out… It was gone after 72 hours. I doubled the recipe as our Bosch kitchen helper doesn’t work well with small quantities of dough.  (The Flammkuchen dough is pretty good as well, but I have no direct comparison since I made Flammkuchen for the first time 3 weeks ago.) Both recipes are in German, but super straight forward (the man’s a geologist, maybe that helps for a less flowery style…?) For the pizza dough I gave up on the durum (but you can order it on Amazon.co.uk) and replaced it with bread flour.

Super cute findings from this morning (and not food-related) are the Roal Dahl stamps – how cute are they?!

and little A and his first book:

Little A choosing rather heavy literature for his first reading... the curse of being the child of academics... :-)


On the wayside

For ‘beauty is where you find it’, I will have to bend the rule of taking the camera with you outside this week, because I can’t go anywhere – due to neck problems – which is a bit of a pity. Maybe I could have documented living in a constant Swiss-cheese-road-works-upgrade-before-the-Olympics-or-something area of London. Since I couldn’t leave the house, my ‘wayside’ pictures this week looked like this:

feet: definitely on my 'wayside' when looking down every time I schlep myself to the bathroom

or maybe this on the way towards the bathroom…

Nearly 4 weeks and my graduation flowers are still alive!

Nearly 4 weeks and my beautiful graduation flowers are still alive!

I know, it’s bending the rules a little, but what I really would like to see more often on my wayside would be this picture from our holiday in the USA.

horses on the road saying hello on the way to the Painted Hills

To find out more about the challenge and see who participated and what people found along their ways see luzia’s blog

(sorry for the different title in English, but I disagree with the given translation of Am Wegesrand for this week) ah, translation changed :-)


Pairs!

I though it would be fun (or a good exercise) to participate in the ‘beauty is where you find it’ challenge by luzia pimpinella. The main idea is to practice your ability to see and find beauty in normal every-day life – and possibly even take a picture of it. A great idea to remind oneself of what beautiful things one already has in daily life. Today’s challenge is pairs (being things, numbers or what ever you find).
I already though it might be a great idea to take part in January. I had the first blog post prepared, ready to upload, but my body, obviously, differed on this… so January came and went without me taking part (sigh). New try today!

The red glass paperweight was given to me by my friend A, after a long night of trying out her partner’s new recording studio. I oh-so wished we would have had sound proofing that night, because a lonely motor bike was audibly passing by in the middle of T’s super-elegant playing… in the softest moment of a Fauré song. Those things always happen at the softest moments, don’t they? I have to say A and her partner W live in the middle of nowhere, the likelihood of a motor bike (or anything else with a motor) passing by, especially at that time of night, was minuscule – obviously not small enough, though! And yes A&W are night owls and always work/write/record at that time of night, in case you’re wondering. T’s magic playing moment was ruined, but we couldn’t stop laughing when we listened back to this tape for weeks after that! T passed away of leukemia a couple of years after this recording, so it’s a rare and wonderful memory of happy times.

The other glass paper weight was given to me by my mother some years ago when I moved to London, in order to keep the red one company. She chose one that had some red clouds in the middle and the light breaks through differently, depending on the time of day. They make a great pair together.

Head over to luzia (who actually writes in German, but has an English translation added) to see who else participated or maybe you’d like to take part too…


Happy New Year

… and it’s already 9 10 days old! It was lovely to go home and relax a bit, knit, cook, read – I got a Kindle (yey, and boo for not being able to put library books onto it.. sigh).

So far I have followed a de-clutter and cleaning schedule – which is also known as getting the flat into the “Schöner-Wohnen-Zustand” (better-living-state) because my parents are coming this week for my graduation (guys I’m really going to properly graduate -we don’t do this at home, so I’m quite excited about it! Batsuit, hat and all the trimmings!) Somehow this de-clutter regimen got out of hand on Wednesday when I started dragging a shelf from the bathroom into the mini-hallway and I’ve been banned from such projects until the end of the month. I did wedge in a mini cooking marathon yesterday (once G was safely out of the house, going to visit the Netherlands office of her firm… people just can’t be that upset over skype…). Our Lamb tagine and savoy cabbage casserole are now prepared and frozen so we can happily defrost most of our dinners, only the living room remains in a state of semi-chaos.


First of Advent

Wreath with Santas – courtesy of sister&R (don’t you love the heads? so cute!) – we’ll get one (wreath, not head) next weekend. And pistachio shortbread from our Sunday cooking frenzy. This frenzy also included Gruenkohl (traditional German winter cabbage dish), and something our grandmothers would still have called “Dresdner Christstollen” (and we can’t anymore because nowadays the name is trademarked, so we won’t) as well as some eatable Christmas presents (which we – obviously – can’t divulge right now). And we’re really making use of G’s early Christmas present!


What’re doing?

via niceroom

After a pretty miserable last week with fyoi (fight your own illness) I now manage to sit up in bed, propped up against all my pillows.
So we had lots of comfort food (if Kartoffelpuffer – sort of like Hash Browns in a round version – count amongst this), lots of sleep (probably more than little A had), read some books (finally figured out how to put the library books on my phone – part of why it took so long was actually the library’s fault for migrating to a new server and then having lots of file hiccups), wore the usual comfort outfit (soft t-shirt & blanket) and watched a mind-numbing amount of films (I did fall asleep during most of them, except for Molière which was great fun to watch and listen to – and now gets quoted a lot in our house – makes me want to read Molière again, and I’ll have to wait until I go home for Christmas where all my books are – V gave me a commented version of Molière works when she stayed with us wayyy back). I managed to finish the first of some Christmas knits (is it ok that knitted hats for toddlers fit my own head? Seems excessively large…), working on the second one and on my secret project (which is not for Christmas and involves a lot of family fun and this is all I’m going to say about it :-) ) and on not doing too much (which is problematic as I do have some energy and then waste it all in 5 minutes, feel ill again and crawl back to bed cursing that I should have known better if I’d be more clever/disciplined/etc. I could now sit happily in bed and knit if only I hadn’t…)

I’m working on it…


Going to the movies

We went to see latest instalment of the Met’s new Production of Wagner’s Ring – this time Siegfried – on Bonfire night. For those who are not too sure what’s going on in Siegfried, the third and second to last opera in Der Ring des Niebelungen, here a short recap for nervous people: young Siegfried, the incestuous child of Siegmund and Sieglinde (brother and sister who met in the previous opera Die Walküre – you could tell by the names, couldn’t you…?), is now a grumpy teenager with hero powers (after all, his grandfather is the god Wotan). The only person Siegfried knows in the world is the gnome Mime – as Siegfried’s parents didn’t survive long enough to make it into this opera: his father was killed in Die Walküre and his mother died most likely about nine months after the end of Die Walküre. Mime, not your cuddly garden gnome, is a blacksmith with a rather dubious character and the ambition to reign the world, which he hopes to the achieve by wearing a magical ring (sort of a Lord of the Rings one-ring-rules-them-all kind of ring). He has reason to believe his plan will succeed: the ring is currently in the possession of a dragon (formerly known as the giant Fafner, now turned into a dragon; this probably happened after a bad trip to the cosmetic surgeon…) and Siegfried is the only one who could kill the dragon, which he proceeds to do. Siegfried then picks up the ring and the camouflage helmet (a kind of metal mesh which makes you transform into someone or something else). Unfortunately for Mime he also kills Mime, when he finds out that Mime is ready to kill him to get to the ring. Siegfried then wakes up and comes on to Brünnhilde (who was put to sleep at the end of Die Walküre for punishment and, to stay with the incestuous theme, is his aunt). In the process he defeats his grandfather, break the spear that rules the world (sort of a law and order spear) and walks through fire. Death count: one blacksmith, one dragon/giant, one spear, probably also a bird, but we don’t know exactly.

The new production has some great cinematic effects that are projected onto the “the machine”: 45 ton, 2 towers of 26 feet (or 7,9m) holding a 26-plank-construction. The rotation of the planks and projected images onto the them create the scenery on stage. We get to the see below earth (including crawling worms), a waterfall, blowing leaves, fire and a flying bird – lovely imagery. It draws you in and speaks to our Pixar-spoiled eyes. But please: what is it with the dragon? We were presented with this (see the picture above): a rather static toothy earthworm.

I love plunging into opera stories and they have been my friends ever since I can remember. I enjoy thinking about what happens in-between operas (if they have sequels like the ring) or to characters when they walk off stage. I loved reading a book written by a lawyer/opera lover taking the villains in opera to court, treating the story as if it really happened. Some opera stories could really happen; ok, maybe not the dragons, but then again: with back-breeding going strong, who knows!

Obviously then my pet peeves in staging are inconsistency (because I’m prone to it myself) and people who do not read the text/score properly. Some scenes in opera a notoriously difficult to stage. Maybe the composer just had more vision for staging than we can physically realise, but one should think that today’s technical means should make it possible to stage scenes with dragons or those that involve forging a sword. In Siegfried, unmotivated steam rose in the sword scene (when the sword is plunged into water – I admit this is difficult, since the water is only a projected image, which, on top of everyone’s misery, disappears with the spotlight following the singer. Disturbingly you now see the steel colour of the machine, putting you back into the opera house, and losing the magic of the story.

Also, it appears that as a hero you can touch steal that has just been heated up to look read hot… ehm, realistic?! Oh, and when a singer sings something that translates to ‘How hot is it! It’s midday and the sun is high in the sky, I will sit in the shade to cool down.’ I do no wish to see someone who goes from a semi-dark point on stage into a gloomy one. Same goes for the point where someone sings ‘hail you, sun’ and we find ourselves asking if this refers to the pale object projected onto the back of the stage, which could technically also be a brighter moon, especially if the rest of the stage is gloomy. If, in a production, I go to so much trouble to match the movements of the mouth of a singer to the movements of the beak of a projected computer-animated bird (and yes, we get talking birds in this opera, talking dragons too, if you must know) – how could you brush over all those obviously incongruent details?

And the main question for all knitters in opera: when Wotan takes his shoes off during his visit to Mime, and when he then walks around on the semi-tilted machine with what appear to be grey woolly socks – where those ABS socks?? Your guess is a good as mine.


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