Happy Moose: Week 38/2016

It is nice, I say, not for the first time. This feeling of home. Even though none of us was born in the Black Forest. It feels very much like we belong here, doesn’t it.

We still have 7 km to hike, followed by sunshine through the leaves, and everything feels fine.


Today’s Multikulti :-)

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Happy Moose: Week 37/2016

“Yeah, let’s do it.”

So we went.

Unfortunately, our satnav sent us through Paris and we wasted two hours trying to leave it behind. Not good.

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Our hotel room lady was prepared to wait till half past ten, if we were ready to pay more. We were.

We reached Bayeux at 22.31 and got the room. It was perfect.

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The next morning, we finally went to see the thing I had been yearning for, my husband having already seen it years ago:

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The famous Bayeux Tapestry, showing how William, Duke of Normandy, won the Battle of Hastings and became William the Conqueror, King of England, in 1066, no less.

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I really loved the museum, full of British visitors, with a museum shop we managed to leave with difficulty and possibly a full bag …

The Bayeux Cathedral is a wonderful place to be:

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This being the Calvados department, we bought a bottle of cider brandy and some useful stuff to eat, like veggies and salt caramel candies, before visiting a few D-Day landing sites and reaching our next lodging in the evening.

It was an old farm providing very beautiful accomodation:

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And the typical French breakfast I may never get used to, apart from the fact it seems to entail a large dosis of coffee.

The next day was spent here:

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Yes, I wrote NAZGUL!!! in the sand at the foot of Le Mont-Saint-Michel. A place I adore and plan to re-visit, despite its containing a huge hamster wheel which used to keep prisoners fit:

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Anyway, at that point, I had seen so many beautiful things I wished my job was to be a tourist and visit lovely places, day in, day out.

Don’t know when was the last time I wanted to see a place because it had figured in one of my favourite books, but the next day we left Normandy and visited Brittany:

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All the Light We Cannot See … in Saint-Malo.

In Saint-Malo I ate my very first Breton galette

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… made photos till the card was full and talked happily about The Book to my husband while walking on the wall surrounding the historic city.

And then it was time to return to Normandy and stay at another former farmhouse – maybe it was because we were near Le Havre, but I wasn’t really surprised someone was reading Outlander in the garden.

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Luckily, my coffee cup was the largest. I also felt I had to eat up the croissant so as not to insult anyone …

The evening brought this:

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Yeah. It was really … dreamy.

Even more so the next day:

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Believe me, it was hard as hell, having to leave Étretat after a long walk, followed by a bath in the English Channel … but our time was up.


Happy Moose: Week 36/2016

Aaah, l’occasion pour parler français … ! J’aime ça.


Happy Moose: Week 35/2016

“I have never done this before, we may invent new stuff and we could give them some respite.”

“… OK. Let’s do it.”

Which is how A Dairy-Free September was introduced into our household. As we don’t really eat faux meat or buy ready meals, I had to think hard from day one.

Last week, I was happy about my versions of hummus and chocolate ice cream and haven’t really worried about any lack of taste or adventure at all – in fact, let me show you how we (garlick resenters) do it:

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And that’s only the visible part.

OK, so putting mustard into hummus was a bit … crafty. And yummy.

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Tra-laaaaa! Coconut oil, date sirup, rice milk and cocoa do a lovely company make:

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Happy Moose: Week 34/2016

An hour or two in the local spa, a glass or two of good wine, some cheese cubes, olives and all those shiny happy people …. still summer.


Happy Moose: Week 33/2016

He remembered one of his past music faves last week.

Which is why we’ve been listening to Siouxsie and the Banshees ever since.

WHAT A PLEASURE!


Happy Moose: Week 32/2016

At the end of the week, Adorno comes to mind: “There’s no right food with the wrong one” and while I might feel inclined to agree with my mind, I am also happy this Sunday, so I won’t. No right or wrong today.

The thing is, we cycled and took a train to this small Schwarzwald village where they had their very first Street Food Festival. It all looked great but it soon turned out most trucks were simply offering hamburgers. Not even my wedded carnivore wanted any, so we searched. And got lucky: truffles! As in: French fries with parmezan, basil and truffle sauce. They were DELICIOUS and made my day for a while and also afterwards.

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The thing is, we really wanted to try out many new things but most trucks sold or smelled of garlic and/or onions and we don’t believe good cooking should contain any of these (Where’s the creativity if everything contains garlic?), so we simply walked by a few times (I only felt like abusing Adorno afterwards, safely at home).

In the end, I tried fried ice, because my curiosity would sue me for negligence if I didn’t and it was OK. The ice was really good but the batter was nothing special, so there’s no need for me to repeat the experiment any time soon. 

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I also had a glass of sangria, which brought about happy memories (Spain!) and then we cycled towards the sun … Home. Where the best food is.


Happy Moose: Week 31/2016

Survived 16 hours of Criminal Law at the weekend and liked it. Now, about that exam … in March?


Happy Moose: Week 30/2016

Feeling rested and relaxed after this year’s staycation. Very much so.