Last year, Thanksgiving week hit me unexpectedly hard. I’m not a fan of excess, or of dead birds, which are in my view, pretty much the pillars of this holiday. But for some reason, I felt oddly out of touch and even a bit sad. This year, I’ve barely given Thanksgiving a thought. I don’t… Continue Reading
The graffiti, the wide-neck green top, the turquoise scarf, and her stiff Aqua Net coif unwittingly give me a video killed the radio star vibe :) This is why I love fleamarket mannequins almost as much as the fleamarkets themselves. Albert Cuyp Market, Amsterdam
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There are so many wonderful books that I wouldn’t have known about if another blogger or message board poster hadn’t drawn my attention to them, so I’d like to return the favor by posting what I’m reading. Last week’s cruise read was The Kitchen House… Set on a tobacco plantation in the Antebellum South, this… Continue Reading
First, I separated him from his friends and dragged him across the Atlantic, in the cargo hold. Then, I made him live in half the space he’s used to in a place that’s dark and frigid all winter. Now I practice random Danish phrases at him… *”Jeg elsker kikærter. Godt gået! Det er forår. Jeg… Continue Reading
A cozy view from beside the fire :)
I know I promised Trevi Fountain in my last post, but the week has gotten away from me and now it’s Thanksgiving. So, like every other American blogger, I’m going to post about Thanksgiving. This will pretty much be the extent of my Thanksgiving festivities. I was invited to an expat feast, but I’ve been… Continue Reading