Friday, August 28, 2015


Before I will bore you with a number of posts on Bordeaux and Biarritz, I take advantage of the hot weather announced for the next couple of days to squeeze in this middle-of-the-summer post at the end of the summer...

Whenever it is really hot, all I want for dinner is a big bowl of salad with a slice of bread followed by  some cold chunks of melon for dessert. I like all kinds of salad, with purslane and mache probably being my favorites. At least they were until last year when I discovered Eiskraut-salad

Eiskraut (ice Kraut) looks like a weed, sort of rubbery, or like leather and is sprinkled with little waterbubbles. It is crunchy, a little salty and so, so refreshing. One of the vendor's at my local farmer's market grows and sells it and I haven't seen it anywhere else, but if you see it somewhere, don't be afraid or shy, go ahead and buy some!

Eiskraut-salad with Avocado

1 handful of Eiskraut
4-5 cherry tomatoes
1/2 cucumber
1/2 avocado
6 tablespoons of olive oil
2 tablespoons of balsamico
1 teaspoon of sugar
a pinch of salt

Thoroughly wash the Eiskraut and cut the leaves into bite-size pieces. You can also eat the stem. Cut all the other ingredients into pieces and mix everything in a bowl. Mix the oil, balsamico, sugar and salt in a jar, place the lid and shake well. Pour the vinegrette over the salad and mix well. Tastes great with a pieces of bread (mine's from Sironi) and is best enjoyed in the evening sun on the balcony!

copyright of all photos j.

Monday, July 13, 2015

Meals on Wheels: Amsterdam

So, the Netherlands. Hmm. Honestly, I don't really know a whole lot about Dutch cuisine. And, having just come back from a short trip to Amsterdam, I must say I still don't know a whole lot.

Sure, there is Stroopwafels, a cookie drenched in caramel sirup that is highly adictive. And there is Gouda. 

But, over all, dare I write it? Food-wise, I found Amsterdam quite disappointing. Fried stuff seems to be popular for snacks, but I'm not too fond of croquettes. And sure, you can find decent croissants and stuff, but nothing screamed "I am Dutch cuisine, I am what Dutch people crave when they live abroad". Call me picky, but even the Gouda...compared to the variety and art of cheese in France for instance, a Gouda, no matter how aged, just doesn't really grab my attention.

There was however one market taking place on Saturdays: Noordermarkt, that I highly recommend to any foodie! Awesome produce, especially the stall with fresh herbs - they even had fresh Greek mountain tea (Sideritis)!!

And the flowers, oh my! So, so, so cheap! Even in Berlin, flowers are pretty affordable, but in Amsterdam, I would constantly have huge bouquets in every single room of my houseboat. Because, yes, besides food, there was one thing that really, really caught my attention: houseboats! I want one, I need one, I am constantly googling houseboats (followed by: how to quickly win the lottery)!

Tips for future trios to Amsterdam are highly appreciated in the comments-sections!

all photos taken by j.

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Fahrbereitschaft, Dong Xuan Center and some more Gallery Weekend nonsense

Gallery weekend in Berlin would be really awesome if it wasn't for the horrible art world people... ...
You don't wear black? You don't look like a Hipster? You don't look like a botoxed 60-something in Prada? You don't belong here.

Or, as my sister said "take a piece of shit and put it in some 'rough' decrepit industrial building where you slopishly painted the walls white, and people will pay 1000 euros for that pile of shit".

Fahrbereitschaft for instance, is a place in Lichternberg that used to be the place where the GDR kept the Mercedeses they used to drive around their guests of the state. But if you only focus on the architecture and the art and not on the people, it is quite pleasant.

And can somebody please buy me a small patch of land in Brandenburg so that I can go ahead and built myself a tower-datsche like the one above?  Pretty please?

As an adult, I post as many photos of a STOP sign as I want, ha!

Hach, the good old days when watching the wheel of fortune at my grandmother's place was something that made me happy (the fate of growing up almost without a tv makes you enjoy weird shows... and my poor grandmother who certainly did not want to watch that type of shit, but was kind enough to let us have control over the remote...)

I'd like to solve: Tristesse!


Regarding the art what I liked best was an overview of contemporary African photography and David Clearbout's "the quiet shore" photographs, a series he had shot in Bretagne which reminded me a lot of my summer vacation there. 

So, are the black tiles here some kind of secret Stasi-code? Or just the result of Mangelwirtschaft?

I spy with my little eye ... an elephant that has been bricked into the wall?

If Berlin was L.A., these would be the shadows of palm trees...

 Again, if Berlin was L.A. ...

Fahrbereitschaft is somewhat off the beaten path, but if you combine it with a visit to Dong Xuan center which is just one minute down the street, it is well worth a visit.

At Dong Xuan you get everything you ever wanted but never needed and it's the place where all the Vietnamese restaurants in Berlin buy their produce from. It's also a place to have excellent Pho and other Vietnamese staples!

 Am I the only person dreaming of a rice noodle pillow?

Since I had not yet had enough of artsy-fartsy, I also went to an open studio in Weissensee, to take a look a the Ngoro Ngoro show. Again, old, decrepit ruins...but with an infinity pool! Even Berlin's artists are gentrified...

Here, the most impressive work of art and a true discovery on my part was Pe Lang . Rarely have I felt a bigger urge to buy a piece of art than in front of his ephemeral, mesmerizing  pieces. The drops below are water drops. Need I say more?

For a truely funny gallery week experience, do the following which my sister found out by surprise: Walk around one of the locations, such as fahrbereitschaft, like you normally would. Then, the next day, come back but carry a painting under your arm. Apparently, this hidden sign makes people ask you about what kind of artist or collector you are... Even if the painting under your arm is just a piece of rubbish...

copyright of all photos j. copyright of the artwork various, for close-ups Jeremie Maret and Le Pang.