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The phenomenon of a TOPFIVE

In food, people, sharlene on June 16, 2010 at 4:17 pm

As I now live across an ocean, and we have the childhood history of never been separated — although our parents were– my sister, O., attempted at one point to revamp the way we communicated. Fully detailed emails of daily occurrences were too trying, and only waiting for the big news to come resulted in months of empty space and a continual feeling of disconnectedness. What then to respond about when the news came, and being who we are, we asked, “is no news, good news” really? really? She presented me with her idea of the TOPFIVE, e.g. the topic: her life. The contents: a quintet of events that affected, excited, frustrated, or beguiled her during a time spectrum of her choice. It could be within that particular day, week, or since whenever we had last touched base. I personally loved this method for the following reasons: I like lists, and rankings. Considering a number of events lower than the value of six is considerably less intimidating to write about, and there in quite efficient. This medium forces me to view my life with analyst’s glasses, not just simply reporting dry facts (cups of coffee: 2, piles of crap on the street stepped on: 0!). I then ask myself, where does finding organic hempseed in a grocery store on Bischofsweg rank in comparison to talking with a girlfriend about how I think babies are silly and how her German boyfriend very much wants one? Is this ranking objective, or completely subjective? Beats me. Ultimately, I enjoy me a good TOPFIVE and want to use this here to give a rundown about what I think of certain people and things.

First. (surprise. EGOIST!) Me. And things I like. Right now.

5. I cut my own hair for the first time on Monday. Friend N. loaned me some shears as thinking of an electric razor give me a funny taste in my mouth. A taste of rednecks, shorn sheep, and girls with one side short one side long hair that are just too hip for me. There are two spots on the back that, if I point them out, you can see what I obviously didn’t see while cutting. Doing this was special for me as it required a certain “I just don’t give a fuck” which usually is absent from my personality.

4. The street where I live: being in the middle of the Neustadt, I basically have it all. Highest bar-count next only to the red-light of Hamburg, farmer’s market close enough to throw a stone at (if C. is the one throwing, I have negative skills), lovely boutiques with handmade plastic tabacco holders and individualized linocut stamps, and graffiti — enough maybe to make Banksy proud. Also on my street is one of the two cafes that serve soyicecream and soy Lattes. And a punk/oy subculture store. And an independent movie theater. And someone was stabbed here, well, that’s not a reason to like it. oops.

3. The following blogs have enriched my recipe collection in such a rewarding way. Solid recipes, beautiful pictures, and true sensibility in the matters of cruelty free cuisine: Vegan Dad, Seitan is my motor, Bittersweet, Chow Vegan, the Gluttonous Vegan. There are so many more, but these are my tried and faithful (hahaha not true! zing.) favorites.

2.This setup is not complete but something I have been dreaming about for the last year and a half. Macbook pro, Axiom 49, Audio interface (half of it belongs to D.) Over the last 5 years my creative muscle has been atrophying and I finally have tools with which to rejuvenate that.¬†¬†Believe, as soon as I’m fully prepared to expose my vulnerable musician’s underbelly to criticism, you’ll hear from me. Right now things are mostly synth heavy, distorted electric organ, driving bass focused melodies. Mal sehen was daraus wird.

1. What currently moves me above all: although life, and living in Germany has not become easier over the last three years, I find myself learning to accept the challenges and defeats as they come. To welcome each moment as equal and necessary is something I strive for — a thing that might give me the satisfaction I’ve been straining after during this first chunk of adulthood. To be truthful, my current task of facing intensive therapy for help on changing a depressive cycle, a presence which has strongly effected said adulthood chunk, seems to be leading to that acceptance. Or at least offering a support which will allow me to let go, and look for it.



p.s. more TOPFIVES about people soon.

p.p.s. this should not be compared to David Letterman’s top ten.


bring in the noise, bring in the. food.

In food, savory, sweet on June 14, 2010 at 3:03 pm

Baked tofu from Veganomicon, spelt, and a lovely salad shared with C. on a day, which now remains meaningless to me outside of this meal and the company.
From 500 Vegan Recipes: “buttermilk” biscuits, soppy, and the Oktoberfest Fauxsage. Shared with D. I can’t imagine enjoying biscuits and gravy with another person more.
from "500 Vegan Recipes"

From Seitanismymotor.com: vegan chocolate chunk marzipan cookies. A little bit too cake-y for my cookie tastes, but ze Germans enjoyed them. C. promply told me that he would not consider making them as they required him buying marzipan, which he despises. Surprise of surprises. He didn’t mind eating them in my kitchen..

A timid start of sorts

In Uncategorized on June 14, 2010 at 1:15 pm

This inkling started in 2007 or so with a photoblog that I never updated. Well, almost never, and then in response, no one regularly looked at the pictures. Also in 2007, I made the conscious decision to move from the U.S.America to Germany. The desire to live here started in my past with stories, childhood, pseudo relatives with distinct accents — but that is a longer story with more flowery details. In making the first step to Wiesbaden, I wanted to allow tabs to be kept on me without me needing to send out grotesquely generalized mass emails. Those emails weren’t written, the photoblog remained un-updated, and I didn’t move back home.

Last summer, specifically beginning in July — a time I often refer to as “the bad time”, hours and hours piddled away on the internet led me indirectly into the microcosm that is the Vegan Food Blogging community. Yes, I knew about the post punk kitchen. VCTOTW was sent to me by D. via post along with my very first apron, an autographed People in Planes poster, and other special trinkets. But this, this was utopia. Though having been vegetarian for only 18 months, I had a predisposed distrust of animal products, as well as an interest in cooking as healthfully and sustainably as possible. Reading post after post, seeing picture after picture of carefully prepared, cruelty free delicacies offered the spark that I needed to document my own kitchen debauchery of sorts. This last year has been spent in part following blogs via google reader, trying out recipe after recipe, nose-diving head first into seitan, co-heading a vegan bake sale, and taking numerous pictures that few have yet seen (and undoubtably are not the highest quality). I realized a few months ago, that I, too, want to be part of this community of vegan-lifestyle supporting cooks and writers, so this is my first heave-ho.

An acquaintance here in Dresden once said to me, possibly while trying to convince me to go fly a kite, that I only talk about either food, or interpersonal relationships. If I were a nail, he was the hammer that smacked me right in the head. That is what I do: I cook, bake, and am neurotic and like to talk about said neurosis and idiosyncrasies with the people close to me. And to the people far away from me. I hope to have this blog also serve as a way to let those across the Atlantic know that, yes, I am ok, and life here is just as silly as it is there. So this is about my life here, in Dresden, as an Ami (US american), woman, vegan-lifestyle supporting, music adoring, human relationship addict. About that last part, I’m not a sociopath, I just like being around funny people.