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The last two weeks have passed really, really fast and I am once again back in Dublin. I have had a great time in Sweden and could write a long detailed account about all the good times, hysterical laughs, great conversations, lively discussions, divine wines drunk and fabulous food eaten… but… I decided not to. Instead I will focus on what tickled my senses and share a few photos with you.

Because it is easy to just write down a point by point description of what I did but this was a holiday that I tried to experience with all my senses. In a way that really relaxed me and did what it was supposed to do – recharge me. So I will try to do my best to convey this to you. If I fail, well then at least you will know one thing… it still was a fabulous holiday!

Laughs with my brother. The smell of paint in the summer air. The sun warming in my back as I work away. Muscles aching in the evening. Feeling relaxed.

The scent of freshly cut grass. The adrenaline when I nearly keeled over – lawn mover go-kart…

That first taste of a cold beer after a day outside. The divine smell from the BBQ.

The sense of calm in the forest. Seeing the light filtering through the trees. The peace all around.

The amazing scent of fir trees after a warm summer shower.

The sweet taste of wild strawberries.

The belly aching laughs when playing Kinect with my sister and brother. The groans of embarrassed despair when seeing the recordings of said gameplay.. (and forget it, NOT sharing those.. ).

The beauty of all the many small lakes dotted between the trees. Sinking into warm still water as the sun sets. The faint sound of buzzing insects.

The smell of the salty ocean. The laughter from children running into the water. Sand between my toes. The sun warming my tummy. The intoxicating scent of sun-kissed skin. Feeling the world slowly tuning out as my eyes get heavy and I snooze in the sun.

The smooth taste from a 10yr old Tullamore Dew single malt. Feeling thoughtful, happy and content in the evening sun.

Calm sea. Not even a breeze to be felt. Distant cries from seagulls echo across the water.

Walking through Ale forest along the coast. A bird sanctuary can be found in a small swamp. The green colours are amazing. The buzzing and blood sucking mosquitoes are not as amazing. The itching bites are annoying but still… part of summer.

The food… oh the fabulous food. Every bite to be savored. Taste bud heaven.

The stormy spray of sea mist. The wind blowing through my hair. Giggles as we try to get at least one pic we both can live with.

Café en seine - Dublin, IE

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It has been a whole week since I posted something on my blog. Can’t believe time has just flown so fast. It has been one of those weeks were much was done in the “real” world with little time to read blogs, check emails or write anything down.

I will not bore anyone with updates about work, part from that it was mad busy and a bit manic. The rest of the working week (or the few hours left over) … I can’t actually remember much of what I did…how bad is that…! Collapsed in bed is likely. However on Friday the fun started. A few friends (who flew in from different locations) and the rest of us still in Dublin all met up and had a girls only dinner with lots of wine, laughter, great food and a volume level enough to break the sound barrier. It was fab! Next day it continued with late brunch (Herbstreet restaurant; highly recommended) then dinner together with more friends and significant others (Pacinos restaurant; avoid!!) and a must visit to Cafe en Seine…it was packed, it was boiling hot, the dancing was entertaining and the drinks kept coming. Sunday arrived, it was time for breakfast/brunch/late lunch with the same gang…  at Koh restaurant (oh sooo good!). So many laughs and so much good food (and lots of water… oh and some irish coffee to balance things). Then all the sudden the weekend was over and all had to go back home where-ever that might be. Miss you all already!!

Now I just have to catch up with everything else. My mail, my blog, other blogs… my laundry! I will also try to get some cooking done this week as this is part of my new plan. Cook loads and put into containers so that I can just defrost in the evenings when I am too knackered to cook after work.

It was great eating out all weekend. Wish I could do it (and afford it) more often. Time to put something together in the kitchen I think… a pinch of this and a pinch of that will do just fine.


Chicken soup

Posted: January 5, 2011 in Food, Rant
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Chicken soup and toast

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The first blog post of the new years will be about… chicken soup. How exciting!! OK, I understand if you now close down the page and shake your head in despair. But hey… tough! I have been feeling particular crap and been feeling sorry for myself, as I am very good at that when I am not well. Maybe not man-flu like but definitely close.

I am now forced to eat antibiotics so that I can stop coughing this century preferably. Those who know me or have read this blog a bit would know that I am not keen to go to the doctor much (out of stubbornness more than anything) but this time I did…. 60 Euro (!!!!!) for a 5 minute consultation to be told I have a chest infection (no kidding). Ahh well, at least I can have a conversation for more than 5 minutes now without sounding like I’m about to cough my lungs out …though I’d share that lovely picture with you, nice as I am.

So, now I am sitting at home and am very, very bored. The alleviate this I have decided to cook. The one thing I really, really would like to have right now is homemade chicken soup. Was on the phones yesterday with my sister for ages and we were both salivating at the thought of our mum’s chicken soup. I have never made one from scratch so this should prove interesting.

I have the general recipe. One whole chicken, lots of nice veg and then some salt and pepper. Sounds easy enough. Fingers crossed this will taste well.

Wish me luck.

Saffron bun, photo taken in Sweden

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I have survived the first real Xmas party of the season. Spend most of yesterday dragging my feet behind me in a zombie-like state. Feeling slightly nauseous and delicate all Saturday. Thank heavens for Berocca! After a long sleep and easy morning I now feel alive again. As it is getting towards Xmas very fast now, I have once again tackled the domestic peaks that only occur around this time of years. I bake. I actually enjoy it as well.

Have just started the first batch of traditional Swedish Lucia buns (Lussekatter). It is a sweet bread with saffron and raisins. VERY TASTY!! Am just hoping that I get it right as it has been a while since the last time…well a year. I never seem to find time to bake and do the more complicated cooking that takes more than 20 minutes but once I start I do enjoy it. Provided music is playing in the background and I have enough time. Music is important when baking and cooking. At the moment the album “Lungs” by Florence and the Machine is playing in the background. Other days when baking I have Carmen by Bizet playing or anything by Muse. All depends on my mood I guess.

Time to continue being domestic now. Wish me luck it pays off and that I won’t burn the lot. 🙂

Today it is the 1st of Advent. This symbolizes for many in Sweden the real start of the Christmas period. It is traditionally the day when most put up their Christmas decorations and in almost every window you can see an advent candelabra lighting up the dark. The Christmas markets start up properly and everywhere you go you can hear Christmas music. Lots of gingerbread cookies are eaten and lots of mulled wine is consumed. I love this time of year.

I need to go and dig out the Christmas decorations under the stairs as well. The fact that it is all white and snowy outside makes it all the more cosy. I will get it all done during the week though. Today I will just relax. I will enjoy the fact that I can spend some time on my own (well, with two furballs) as A is away on a business trip for a little while. Maybe I will have some nice hot chocolate with just a hint of rum…

Have a nice 1st Advent everyone!

Yesterday I decided to go into town and have a chat to a tattoo artist about the design I have thought about. After wandering the streets of Dublin for a little while we finally found the place, Tattoo Prime on South William Street. My partner A kindly agreed to come with me. It was a basement studio and it was pretty quiet when we arrived at about 14:00. I met the artist that was in at the time, a nice guy called Kursat. He had a look at the pictures that I had brought of designs I liked. We talked about the different designs and what ideas I had and if it would be possible etc, which meant that I would not look too much like a total eejiit hopefully… He then took a few minutes and drew the design on paper.

I was very happy with what he came up with. He then asked me if I wanted to have it done straight away. I was a bit surprised as I didn’t count on getting it done so soon, but why not! So there I then sat for approximately 3.5 hours. It’s a good thing that A was with me so that he could supply coffee during this time. My bum started to fall sleep after a few hours… I was kind of sitting a bit funny in order to be able to angle my leg the easiest.

After all was finished, I was very happy with the results and had a good few laughs with the guys in the studio. A and myself ended up famished in our favourite Japanese restaurant Yamamori Sushi, stuffing ourselves on great food. What a day.

So here I am now sitting with clingfilm around my leg every once in a while for the first few days. I felt a bit stupid in work when I had to go to the bathroom to wash the tattoo and then having to pull my left trouser leg up so that the tattoo got aired a while. It must have been some sight walking around the office with one trousers leg pulled up to the knee. After a while I had to put some tattoo goo on it again and re-wrap myself in clingfilm…and yes, I brought clingfilm to the office…

And the result? I am very happy with it! It will take a while to heal but it was definitely worth it.

Not the best photos in the world, using my phone… will try to take better pics once all is healed and then actually using my camera.

Illustration depicting thought.

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I was having a prolonged breakfast in work today with one of my colleagues (a truly fab person!) today and for some reason we briefly talked about blog post topics, probably cos she is one of the few that read my blog… thank you, thank you!! Anyhow, she suggested that I blog about the people I see everyday, i.e. my colleagues, in a very anonymous fashion obviously. I am still thinking about as I am not sure if my observations will be appreciated or not. Not that I have anything bad to say about anyone really but there is always some who would feel a bit slighted. I am pretty good at putting my foot in it and with my luck I would manage to do it to someone who for some obscure reason would read my post out of the blue. I have to mull the idea over a bit more.

Then when I got home I was reading some blogs that I follow, namely “Alone… with cats” and “Cat fur to make kitten britches” and they both had posts about family members. Great posts at that, highly recommended funny reads! It got me thinking about post topics and the fact that I have a quite eccentric family. There is probably a multitude of posts that could be written about my family and experiences from growing up in a loud, passionate German family in a small religious town in quiet part of Sweden. Being my family they at least know all of my quirks and know that when I come out with a particular odd sentence that it is totally by accident. They are all loud, shameless, mad and funny people. Though when I was growing up I was convinced that my parents were the most embarrassing parents in the world and that I had been mixed up at the maternity hospital as a baby. I love them all and wish I could see them more often but such is life. So there might be a few posts about them in the pipeline. You have been warned.

The tattoo that I have been thinking of getting will most likely be done soon. I have been in touch with a tattoo studio with my ideas and might pop in there this weekend, if I can. The artist, whose studio it is, is very good but he is unfortunately booked up until hell freezes over (slight exaggeration here) but he has 3 other artists that he has full confidence in…or so he says. Am a bit nervous about getting this tattoo which really is silly as I already have two small ones but it is probably because this one is more important to me and because I have actually put some thought into the design. I just want to makes sure it turns out well and not looking like some horrid cliché. There will be pics posted here, once I have finalized the design and it is actually inked in.

Just finished a lovely soup and salad for dinner which means I now have to clean both the laptop screen and wash my jumper… this tends to happen when a cherry tomato falls like a V-2 bomb back onto the plate making a splash landing in the dressing. Time for some cleaning.


Traditional maracas

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It is Thursday evening and I am so totally having a Friday feeling today. Most likely because I have actually taken tomorrow off but also because I am just back from a dinner with a bunch of colleagues in work. It was really good fun. I was not able to have a few glasses of wine because I was driving but I did have many great laughs…especially in regards to all the sarcastic comments and underhand threats to remove the in-restaurant “entertainment”. There was this guy on a keyboard and two girls singing (if you want to call it that) while shaking maracas… to mainly ABBA songs… now please tell me…were there ever any maracas in any ABBA songs?? It was hysterical!

At least the food was good even though it took forever before we got it and the espresso that I ordered never arrived…they must still be in negotiations with the coffee bean vendor in Brazil or something. At least work paid for the dinner…so I am just smiling at all of it. It would probably have been a very different experience if we hadn’t had so many laughs about it or if we had to actually pay for all.

All in all a fun evening. Now I am off to bed and tomorrow I will have a nice long snooze in the morning. Oh yeah!

Moaning session

Posted: June 13, 2010 in Food, Life, Rant
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Right, here I am sitting in front of my laptop when I really should be down at the gym spending time on a treadmill but somehow I can’t make myself today. It looks like today will turn into one of those lazy days where neither my mind or body will fully wake up all day.

The day started with me fully intending to go to the gym but somehow I managed to talk myself out of it. I am always equally amazed when I end up doing something entirely different from I have planned and it is caused by that little voice inside that really messes everything up. That voice is very, very stubborn and is definitely not looking out for my best interest, unless that entails sitting on my bum eating ice cream or other equally tempting snacks. That voice is also the main reason I refuse to diet anymore as all that has ever achieved is me gaining more weight. The minute I start a diet that voice overrides all and all the sudden everything except what I should eat is the most desirable food on this earth.

I have, after many years, started to overrule this annoying voice and realized that the only way to do this is to fool the bugger. By thinking about eating healthy but nice stuff and not over doing the whole diet thing I can still feel like normal. Mixing that with more exercise works. This will take longer and has its frustrating moments but hopefully it will do the trick. Two steps forward, one step back… am having a step back today.

At least I resisted the temptation to buy a tub of Ben&Jerry’s ice cream in the shop. I went for good oul grapes instead… yes, yes I know they are full of sugar and so fort but at least I can pretend to be somewhat healthy now that I am sitting at home instead.

So today I moan and tomorrow I will be back in the gym and as always, feel great ones I am in there.

For the love of coffee.

Posted: April 27, 2010 in Coffee, Food
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Some people have an uncomplicated relationship to coffee… they drink it because it does what it says on the box and gets them through the day. Period. My relationship with coffee started later in my life than most of my friends. I was never one of those student that used coffee to get through a night of studying or to recover from a heavy drinking session the night before. I just didn’t like it and couldn’t understand why anyone drank it. For me it started when I took my first steps in my first real full-time employment. There it was…waiting for me. Trying to fit in with the new colleagues, going for coffee and deciding if I will have a latte, cappuccino or espresso. Then I discovered something… that I absolutely love that first sip of a well-done latte. Now all the sudden it became very important to have a good latte, not just an average one, and there is nothing worse than getting a badly made coffee. The disappointment! I have found a few places where I can get the latte that I like but every once in a while you go somewhere inconspicuous and you get this, seemingly not very exciting, cup in your hand and then you take that first sip and you realize that this is just perfect. You hold your breath, taste the coffee and a feeling of total contentment spreads through your entire body and you just smile and think to yourself… this is pure bliss.

Mmmmm… this is a good start of the day.