Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Browsing for 'Antiquities': Photo of the Day #4



Language lesson from an impoverished grump: "Ira, not antiquities - those are, like, relics from ancient Greece or Rome - you mean antiques. But what we're looking at here is more properly referred to as overpriced junk."

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

Happy Diners: Photo of the Day #3


Daniel and I at the end of an entrecote (steak) dinner.

Monday, January 02, 2006

Daniel's Dinner: Photo of the Day #2


Daniel and Linnea cooked dinner tonight, a delicious chicken-in-lime sauce dish. The sauce was made by combining cream, a lime, and some chutney. Sadly, my digital camera ran out of batteries before I could get a close-up of the spread, which was a shame. Turns out Daniel's stint working at the [...name?] Restaurant in London has taught him a lot about cooking and culinary aesthetics. You can't really tell from this picture, but Daniel's concoctions are pleasing to the eye, as well as the taste buds. I think Ira is congratulating Daniel on his efforts.

Sunday, January 01, 2006

Wild Game: Photo of the Day #1

This year I'm going to take at least one photo each day and post it here, on my blog. My aim: to compile an image-based chronicle my daily existence in an ongoing effort to remind myself that, despite being continually frustrated and outraged by geopolitical events which are largely beyond my control, my life is generally pretty good.

This year's first Photo of the Day is from Gävle's County Museum which features, among other things, an eclectic collection of art from the 17th to the 20th century. Out for a walk, Ira and I popped in the museum for a quick visit upon learning that entry was free for students.

I'm not certain if this reindeer is supposed to be a work of art or not. In any case, I'll admit that looking at it makes me hungry for some wild game, one of my favorite Swedish dishes. Sorry, Rudolph.

New Year's Hors D'Oeuvre


Although 2005 was, in terms of American politics, a very fucked up year, I am not flashing the finger here in a display of disgust at, say, the Bush Administration's numerous debacles.

If you look more closely, you'll see that I'm holding a New Year's hors d'oeuvre. The delicacy consists of two types of mushrooms that Ira fried in spices and then cooked with cream to create a thick paste that was placed inside a pastry shell and baked. Tasty.

For those who have asked, we had a low key New Year's Eve. We stayed home, eating and drinking moderately. At midnight we ventured out briefly, heading to the river downtown to watch the fireworks.