i hate to resubmerge our blog in the greasy morass of meat/bacon porn, but this picture was just too over-the-top to ignore.
Friday, 16 April 2010
holy crap
via. via our friends chris and danielle.
i hate to resubmerge our blog in the greasy morass of meat/bacon porn, but this picture was just too over-the-top to ignore.
i hate to resubmerge our blog in the greasy morass of meat/bacon porn, but this picture was just too over-the-top to ignore.
Wednesday, 14 April 2010
Friday, 9 April 2010
Fun things in the mail!
Last week was a bit of a bumper crop for packages here at the Stool homestead.
First up, we received an awesome box from brothers and sisters in the states - sushi trays!
sweet-smelling goodies to make our skin smooth and radiant! hand-held video games so that we can practice our ninja skills!
The only hitch was that this package was intercepted by the lovely people at the German customs office - meaning that we had to go pick it up at the dread Zollamt. Otherwise known as one of the most soul-destroying locations on the planet. Upon arriving there, you get a fantastic little ticket:
and maybe think to yourself - "this won't be so bad. Certainly the Germans, with their well-founded reputation for efficiency, will have optimized this process." Over three hours later, you realize just how wrong a person can be. But hey, three hours of my life is a small price to pay for a box of awesome gifts. So hooray!
On the very same day as the Zollamt adventure, we also got the fantastic new cookbook assembled and written in part by our good friend Kiyo!
I think that the cover really says it all. Cooking eafood has been a bit of the final frontier for us here in Berlin - mainly because it's not super easy to obtain high-quality fish, not to mention shellfish. But hey, now that we have a book chock full of yummy recipes, it is on. Gravlox here we come!
First up, we received an awesome box from brothers and sisters in the states - sushi trays!
sweet-smelling goodies to make our skin smooth and radiant! hand-held video games so that we can practice our ninja skills!
The only hitch was that this package was intercepted by the lovely people at the German customs office - meaning that we had to go pick it up at the dread Zollamt. Otherwise known as one of the most soul-destroying locations on the planet. Upon arriving there, you get a fantastic little ticket:
and maybe think to yourself - "this won't be so bad. Certainly the Germans, with their well-founded reputation for efficiency, will have optimized this process." Over three hours later, you realize just how wrong a person can be. But hey, three hours of my life is a small price to pay for a box of awesome gifts. So hooray!On the very same day as the Zollamt adventure, we also got the fantastic new cookbook assembled and written in part by our good friend Kiyo!
I think that the cover really says it all. Cooking eafood has been a bit of the final frontier for us here in Berlin - mainly because it's not super easy to obtain high-quality fish, not to mention shellfish. But hey, now that we have a book chock full of yummy recipes, it is on. Gravlox here we come!
Saturday, 27 March 2010
a quickie
We haven't posted any food pictures in a bit - here's one from this past Thanksgiving, featuring the critical first step in the making of our "triple sausage assault" stuffing. That's right, three different kinds of sausage in ONE stuffing.
And here's one of me, many hours after the turkey came out of the oven. Looking skeptical about something. I have no idea what.
Coming soon: A story about a spoon.
And here's one of me, many hours after the turkey came out of the oven. Looking skeptical about something. I have no idea what.
Coming soon: A story about a spoon.
Thursday, 11 March 2010
a great year for pies
Hi blog friends.
Yesterday was our four-year wedding anniversary - hooray! We don't really go for the more traditional anniversary events - year one was the tatoo anniversary, followed by schnitzel, then donuts last year. This year started out as the sushi anniversary, but was quickly redubbed the scotch and soda anniversary after a trip to a nearby bar. oof. We also avoid the whole concept of "anniversary photos" like the plague. But it seems like something a little cheesy is in order, so here's a photo of us on a gorgeous australian beach.
Given the fact that it is still ass-cold in berlin, this photo is more than a little heart-wrenching.
In other news, I was in Denver last week, hanging out with my brother and his family. Fun times all around, in particular since the last time I saw our nephew Jack, he was just a little fleshy bundle who didn't do much besides drink formula and sleep. He was much more interactive this time and we partied pretty hard. In a well-intentioned attempt to introduce him to some Australian traditions, I decided to do my best imitation of an authentic meat pie. Because we Stools do love our meat pies. Exhibit A:
Jack was not quite so excited:
Consider my spastic giggling in the background an added bonus.
Yesterday was our four-year wedding anniversary - hooray! We don't really go for the more traditional anniversary events - year one was the tatoo anniversary, followed by schnitzel, then donuts last year. This year started out as the sushi anniversary, but was quickly redubbed the scotch and soda anniversary after a trip to a nearby bar. oof. We also avoid the whole concept of "anniversary photos" like the plague. But it seems like something a little cheesy is in order, so here's a photo of us on a gorgeous australian beach.
Given the fact that it is still ass-cold in berlin, this photo is more than a little heart-wrenching.
In other news, I was in Denver last week, hanging out with my brother and his family. Fun times all around, in particular since the last time I saw our nephew Jack, he was just a little fleshy bundle who didn't do much besides drink formula and sleep. He was much more interactive this time and we partied pretty hard. In a well-intentioned attempt to introduce him to some Australian traditions, I decided to do my best imitation of an authentic meat pie. Because we Stools do love our meat pies. Exhibit A:
Jack was not quite so excited:Consider my spastic giggling in the background an added bonus.
Tuesday, 9 February 2010
We love the Kiwis. And their accents.
While in Dresden last week, everyone was talking about some Youtube video starring a beached whale that was soooooo funny. Alex sent me the link. I forwarded the link to Kate. And the rest is history.
True to form, the Stool household went a little overboard with the whole "beached az" ouevre this weekend, spouting off over-the-top Kiwi accents at the drop of a hat and ordering a lot of fish and chips. While potentially annoying our mates (especially those actually from New Zealand), we laughed about this video (and the 11 follow-up videos. And the making of videos) for a good long time.
More pictures from Australia coming soon, accompanied by insightful and entertaining commentary.
True to form, the Stool household went a little overboard with the whole "beached az" ouevre this weekend, spouting off over-the-top Kiwi accents at the drop of a hat and ordering a lot of fish and chips. While potentially annoying our mates (especially those actually from New Zealand), we laughed about this video (and the 11 follow-up videos. And the making of videos) for a good long time.
More pictures from Australia coming soon, accompanied by insightful and entertaining commentary.
Tuesday, 19 January 2010
Photoshop was not used anywhere in this post
We're back! Many tales to tell and a few pictures to share. I'm feeling oddly committed to temporal order at the moment, so for now you'll have to content yourself with some pictures of where we spent our outbound layover in Heathrow. The Pod!
It was essentially a cubicle with a bathroom (including shower), a foldable bed, a tv and wireless. Which is all fine and good. But the best part was the door which shut out all of idiots who run around in airports. 4 hours for 40 pounds? Worth every penny (or pence actually)
It also came with a dazzling array of light settings. This crazy blue look, in addition to adding to the podness of it all, was labelled with a mini-cartoon of two pairs of feet perilously close together. We dubbed it "sexy-time" lighting, although I reckon that David Cronenberg is the only person on the planet who would even consider getting it on under these conditions.
It was essentially a cubicle with a bathroom (including shower), a foldable bed, a tv and wireless. Which is all fine and good. But the best part was the door which shut out all of idiots who run around in airports. 4 hours for 40 pounds? Worth every penny (or pence actually)
It also came with a dazzling array of light settings. This crazy blue look, in addition to adding to the podness of it all, was labelled with a mini-cartoon of two pairs of feet perilously close together. We dubbed it "sexy-time" lighting, although I reckon that David Cronenberg is the only person on the planet who would even consider getting it on under these conditions.
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