One of my favorite relatives is technically no longer a relative, but he’s beloved by all, nevertheless. During our recent trip to Hamburg, my husband and I were privileged to be invited to a day out in the countryside with this good friend of forty five years and his wife. My exceptional former Brother-in-Law had […]Read more "Matjes and Jogi"
When you move from one continent to another, you can only take the more important household items with you. In our case that eliminated all electrically powered gadgets right off the top. The US is one of only 3 countries in the world that uses 110 volt current. Since the rest of the world uses […]Read more "Küchenschüsseln"
Sometime during late May, I noticed a pair of swans, Cygnus olor, cruising on the river Charente in front of our house. Swans, for whatever reason, always create an event, a noticed occurrence, a not-to-be-missed phenomenon. About a half a mile upriver from us is a protected wetland area, called La Palu. I suppose ‘our’ swans […]Read more "Swans or Swann’s or a cygnet watched"
The festival of Music is in full swing all around us, the walls reverberating with the beat of percussion instruments, interrupted by snatches and snippets of all types of music styles. It has not been a quietly restful day for us poor, suffering victims of viral attack and travel fatigue. On the other hand, when […]Read more "La Fête de la Musique"
Once upon a time young girls from across the globe were delivered into the hands of stern guardians, to live closely supervised lives of ora et labora. And of mischief, of course, as is the way of adolescent beings. Most of us survived this time of incarceration and close ties among us inmates persist even […]Read more "Einmal Oldenburg & Retour"
Da sind wir also mal wieder unterwegs, nicht wahr. Und diesmal bringt uns unser kleiner Löwe, ansonsten Peugeot genannt, gleich bis in den Norden Deutschlands … considering the inexplicable statistical fact that my readership seems to be largely located in Russia, I might as well, while being in Germany as a German, write in German. Maybe […]Read more "Hummel, Hummel – Mors, Mors"
When I was child, I loved Hühnerfrikassee. My mother cooked it rarely, which made it all the more special. In a nutshell, you take a whole chicken, boil it for a couple of hours, take the meat of the carcass and stir it all together with a bunch of veggies in a large pot. As […]Read more "Hühnerfrikassee"