So, tell me, how do you feel about offal? I quite like it. There are so many aproaches to entrails, variety or organ meats … do you have a preference? It’s clearly a cultural thing. I grew up enjoying ‘saure Kutteln‘, which my room maid’s mother at university cooked to perfection. I’ve also always liked […]Read more "Kidney Shaped Deliciousness"
The gorgeously sunny spring days of late winter have morphed into winterly wet days of early spring. So much so that my morning run turned into a two-parter, bisected by some serious pre-April showers. Four point four kilometers in the morning, a third of it dripping wet, and three point zero one kilometers in the […]Read more "Rainy Days"
Shortly after we arrived in France, I purchased a SIM card for my phone from one of the French providers. I bought a prepaid monthly deal, which allows unlimited call within France, and unlimited texting, and it includes 1 GB of internet access. The gigs are a very important part of using a smartphone, at […]Read more "Gigabites and Libraries"
Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose. However, before we explore the relative merits of this line in Gertrud Stein’s poem ‘Sacred Emily’ and find the penguin connection, we must retrace our thoughts and begin at the beginning … or is that the Begin the Beguine? It all began with an interrupted morning run. […]Read more "A Penguin est un Pingouin is a Flightless Bird, is a Bartender?"
Here in Saintes I often recall childhood memories of family life back in Germany, where the main meal of the day was lunch. My father rarely ever missed having lunch at home with his family. My mother would go marketing, as my mother-in-law likes to call grocery shopping, then cook a hot meal for us. […]Read more "Lunch Musing"
This morning I experienced a small victory. A victory over my own anxiety. I had a conversation with a French person, in French, on the telephone – and we understood each other, or so I believe. My parent’s generation grew up without any contact to foreign cultures, because the Nazi regime didn’t allow any exposure […]Read more "To Be or Not to Be … bilingual … trilingual … able to speak at all"
We’ve been in France for several weeks now and we love to explore our new town of Saintes, especially now that the weather gods have flipped on the ‘gorgeous’ setting. Sunset burnishing Magnolia Tree A German friend from my boarding school past many lifetimes ago, who now lives in Australia, commented that she couldn’t live […]Read more "Exploring Saintes in late Winter …"