Saturday, October 23, 2010
First I encountered this...
Looking a little more closely....
I never pass up an opportunity to make a wish (even on an egg!)...especially when one can wish for health and happiness...wherever one is in the world.
With a little luck (and some help from Happy Cow), I found the Dream House right there in downtown Sofia. Behind the white plastic door...just like they said.
A place where "We Freely Speak Our Dreams."
I wanted one of everything on the menu, but I eventually decided on this:
Mint and lemon iced tea and Aubergine "Cous-co." So tasty!
Loved the menu - quote and all - "Eating is a necessity; eating intelligently - an art."
Art, dreams, wishes...thank you Bulgaria. Lovely to finally meet you.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
While I love picking up an eclectic assortment of things while traveling (and mixing to create new looks and environments), I am not sure that I want that logic applied to my morning drink.
Fresh juice from each country - sold separately - definitely preferred!
Sunday, October 10, 2010
I looked around the table, and he was right. The youngest was four. The oldest seventy-four. I realized as we clinked glasses that everyone there had made a contribution that day.
We had celebrated accomplishments.
We had given thanks.
We had shared amazing, homemade food. (Unexpected special vegan dishes made just for me - because they are like that with their generosity.)
We had remembered people who had come before us - 5,000 years before.
How did they move those stones? A castle long-since destroyed.
What and why did they write messages?
Did they really live too?
Shouldn't we say this every day?...and not only in a land far, far away...
Sunday, April 18, 2010
how good a scarf can feel, how strange it is to walk in one direction while moving in another - and then realizing that maybe this happens often in life with no further reflection or acknowledgement.
I have learned that I like drinking tea with a tailor in Milan, that I enjoy music with and without words, that sleeping in can be ideal, that it is easier to pay tolls as a team, that sometimes a smile and letting someone into the elevator first is all it takes to make someone’s day.
I have learned that lists are not always useful, that style and well roundedness come in many forms, that friendship is key, that growth is optional, that food from a bazaar might be the best food of all…and that a willingness to risk is often the first step of an unexpected adventure.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Hint: It was not the walnuts, almonds, apples, or persimmons. I was in so much pain that I followed the advice - wrapping my finger in vodka-soaked cotton and tied in a plastic bag over night. It actually seemed to help. Now, if only I could bend my knees!
Monday, February 8, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
I have had many cups of tea in Azerbaijan.
Tea to better understand.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Okay, the pita chips and clementines were not organic, but I decided to throw them in anyway. I like this idea of buying in bulk, particularly when I can share with other people who are also striving to eat more healthy food in 2010.