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I’ve had these photos floating around in an unpublished post for some time now.
I’ve had these photos floating around in an unpublished post for some time now.
Some among you have commented that the identity of my uncle who visited, has remained a mystery. So here is a quick foodie post to rectify that fact. …And to show you food!
So you know that we moved from the one-restaurant-town of Potsdam to the too-many-restaurants-city of Berlin. And of course, the very heavy task of trying allthefoods! has fallen upon us.
A few months ago, one of our pals, Asdrubal, invited us to his place to eat Mexican. I don’t think I posted any photos back then- probably because the food disappeared so quickly that I didn’t have the chance. It was so good, in fact, that we begged him to cook for us one more time- but this time, to show us the ways of the Old Country.
I’ll show you my culture, if you show me yours. The obsession with French things began when I was about 9 or 10. If I’m perfectly honest, I’ll admit that it wasn’t really a French obsession. Just an obsession with all things Les Miserables. Yes that’s right. Call me a hipster if you will, but I. Loved. It. First. You know, back before it was cool.
You might have already seen via Facebook, that yesterday evening we went a-berry-pickin’.
If everything goes well, today we will be heading to stilinberlin’s ice-cream market.
These Spanish are Crazy Asterix!
Hi Everyone, and Happy Straya Day for yesterday.
There’s something quite cool about looking at a city from above. If you can doing at sunset- even better!