Archive for January, 2013

January 30, 2013

Salzburg – the inhabitants

by ada

graffiti

deer

pigeon

sculpture

Che Guevara

Mozart graffiti

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January 27, 2013

Salzburg – Orangerie

by ada

Orangerie Salzburg

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flute player

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January 27, 2013

Salzburg – Nonnberg

by ada

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Nonntal graves

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Nonntal church

Saint Grtrude of Nonntal

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Nonntal church interior

Nonntal church

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Nonntal church

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January 26, 2013

things that make me happy

by ada

1. The view from my garden door.

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2. My new Pikolinos shoes.

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3. Being on a sick leave till Monday, with lots of bed time, cups of coffee with coconut oil and awesome music. Lately I’m listening to a collection of original glass harmonica pieces, that are the second funniest music I’ve ever heard. The first are the Albrechtsberger’s concertos for Jew’s harp. I mean, classical concertos of three movements for Jew’s! Harp!, accompanied with a symphonic orchestra. How cool those times and their folks were, the second half of the eighteenth century.

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4. Flowers on my table.

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5. The cute panda backpack I bought for Móricka yesterday for the ridiculous price of 1,70 euros. I almost couldn’t resist the idea of getting an identical one for myself too, but, well, in our society there is an age limit of thirteen years for panda backpacks. Society’s burdens are hard ones.

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6. The results of the very recent culinary success of mine!

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7. Matryoshka earrings. Did I ever mention that I had a fairly Russophile and socialist upbringing? As a child I played with wooden matryoshkas and listened to the choir of the Red Army singing partisan songs. I still read the Russian alphabet fluently, even if I don’t speak the language anymore. Recommended movie for Western Europeans and Americans (or, actually, for everybody who was born on the other – outer – side of the iron curtain): Good Bye, Lenin! Just to get the feeling, you know.

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January 24, 2013

how to make traditional duck gribenes

by ada

Don’t worry, there’s no danger of me becoming a food blogger. Actually, I’m painfully low-maintenance when it comes to food. Before going paleo you could find me eating pasta and tomato sauce on six days a week without getting bored with it. It’s not that I don’t like a good meal, because I rather do, but I just don’t have that big interest in food, neither in eating nor in producing. Let’s put it this way: if somebody else cooks delicious things for me, I happily eat them. If nobody cooks for me, I don’t miss it.

Since switching to the paleo diet I became a bit more interested in what I eat, or, well, at least in the health side of the story. I try to cook every day and eat a variety of foods I didn’t try before. That’s how I ended up with a whole duck (for half price) yesterday, and since our homemade goose gribenes is one of my favourite food since childhood, I decided to give a try to the duck version. And I did what every girl does when in trouble: called my mother for the recipe. They turned out really yummy, but really, I mean, really YUMMY. So I dedicate this post to document this very culinary success of mine (which are oh so very rare, haha.)

Since English is not my first language (not even the second, in fact), I wasn’t able to figure out what’s the proper English word for gribenes. “Cracklings”? “Greaves”? I really don’t feel the difference. One thing is sure: it’s not “pork rinds”, because, well , it’s not pork it’s made of.

Take a duck (goose, chicken are optional), pull its skin off and together with its fat, cut it into small pieces.

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Put it in a pot with one tablespoon water under it and cook it really slow for about three hours. Don’t cover the pot. If you live in an open space apartment where kitchen, living room and bedroom share the same twenty square metres (like I do), be anxious to close your wardrobe doors, put your coats outside and open the windows. Otherwise you will end up smelling like a giant piece of roasted duck (like I did), which may be appetising for your cat but rather embarrassing for the humans you meet later during the day.

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While it cooks, it looks like this:

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Later on:

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When the pieces are crispy enough not to make funny noises when pushing them to the side of the pot, you can pour the fat in glass containers and put it in the fridge to cool. So does it look when it’s still warm:

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And so it does when already solid:

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The gribenes look like this:

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I mean, like this!

duck gribenes

Eat them when they are still warm and crispy, with bread spread with the fresh duck fat, with fresh spring onions with salt. Or eat them as a snack.

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Well, after writing this post I feel like I’m one of those big paleo bloggers with ten thousands of subscribers who create amazing gluten-free recipes, make homemade coconut deodorants and share their experiences of going no ‘poo. Only that those big paleo bloggers would never eat that occasional slice of bread I still do sometimes, ehem.

duck gribenes

January 23, 2013

my favourite waste of time

by ada

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January 22, 2013

my Salzburg neighbourhood – part 2

by ada

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January 22, 2013

my Salzburg neighbourhood – part 1

by ada

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January 22, 2013

conversations with my coworkers – part 4

by ada

Three weeks ago:

coworker1 (calling me exactly 20 minutes before the beginning of her day shift): I’m sorry but I can’t work today, I feel so sick, I’m staying at home today.

me: Oh, you poor one! It’s okay, don’t worry, we will find somebody instead of you, just take care of yourself and get better!

Two weeks ago:

coworker2 (addresses me in the middle of his day shift): I’m going home now, I feel sick, I can’t work anymore today.

me: Oh, you poor one! It’s okay, don’t worry, we will find somebody instead of you, just take care of yourself and get better!

Yesterday:

me (calling the nurse on duty on the previous day of my day shift, giving exactly thirteen hours for her to find somebody to work instead of me): I’m sorry I’m sick so I can’t come tomorrow.

coworker3: Oh no! How will I find somebody else? Why do you call me so late? Why didn’t you told me that already yesterday?

me: Well, yesterday I still felt fine.

coworker3: Can’t you really come tomorrow?

me: I’m sorry but I’m throwing up all the time, I don’t think I’ll manage to work thirteen hours in this condition…

coworker3: How long will you be sick?

me: I really don’t know, sorry…

coworker3: But you sure come on Wednesday?

me: I don’t know…

coworker3: On Thursday? On Friday?

me: I will try to do my best not to throw up on Friday…

coworker3 (in a plaintive manner): What shall I do now? How shall I find someone instead of you? How long will you be sick? Why didn’t you call me earlier?

me (already pretty nervous and wondering about this interesting phenomenon of the complete lack of empathy in health care professionals): I’m soooo sorry for not getting sick one day earlier!

January 19, 2013

the reading kind

by ada

At the age of one Móricka has already perfectly acquired our family habit of reading while eating.

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January 17, 2013

by ada

After three horrible night shifts in a row I was just too tired to concentrate on such unimportant details as grabbing my camera before leaving for Budapest. Unfortunately I still have my phone with me.

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Móricka

January 16, 2013

wintertime afternoon

by ada

An accidental shot – I forgot that I left my camera set on black and white.

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January 14, 2013

Salzburg – Kapuzinerberg

by ada

Christmas decoration Salzburg

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roofs

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entrance

church

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view from Kapuzinerberg

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Mönchsberg

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Kreuz

Linzergasse

Linzergasse Salzburg

January 13, 2013

winter plant

by ada

Because I can’t come off of taking photos every day.

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January 12, 2013

portrait of a one-year-old

by ada

Móricka got his first haircut a few days ago.

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January 11, 2013

beyond good and evil

by ada

Snowchurch, with the (somewhat melted) Angel and Devil, right before the university dormitory. It came to existence during the night, by some creative students, under alcohol influence, I guess.

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January 11, 2013

the Prague memories – randoms, part 2

by ada

It’s my last backward post of Prague. Since the purpose of my now finished* and closed project 365 was to help me notice, how awesome my life is right now, I always tried to keep this blog as strictly real-time, as possible. I just had so many photos of Prague that reminded me of so many nice moments, that I didn’t want them to get lost in the dark depths of my hard disk.

* on day 248  348, ehem

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January 9, 2013

the Prague memories – randoms, part 1

by ada

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January 8, 2013

conversations with my coworkers – part 3

by ada

Scene: meeting for administrative education purposes (I don’t know how is it at your workplace but I spend more time with meetings, evaluations, charting, and counting narcotics than with patients).

coach (explaining how to interpret the small numbers written on the duty schedule): If you are assigned to work 165 hours but you actually work 167 hours, how many excess hours do you have?

coworker1: three!

coworker2: four!

coworker3: two and a half!

coworker4: zero!

coach: two. And if you are assigned to work 167 hours but you actually work only 165 hours, how many excess hours do you have?

coworker1+2+3: two!

coworker4: zero!

couch (with a hopeless sigh): negative two.

(I, the firstborn daughter of a mathematician father, the girl who spent her early childhood with reading books about the wonders of numbers, written by Soviet scientists for educational purposes; spent the two hours of the meeting wordless, dreaming about freedom and a nicer future.)

January 7, 2013

the Prague memories – fog on the Charles Bridge

by ada

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January 6, 2013

the Prague memories – at night

by ada

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January 5, 2013

the Prague memories – facade ornaments, part 2

by ada

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January 5, 2013

the Prague memories – facade ornaments, part 1

by ada

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January 4, 2013

the Prague memories – painted facades

by ada

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January 3, 2013

the Prague memories – doors and windows

by ada

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January 2, 2013

Salzburg 2013

by ada

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January 1, 2013

year that trembled and reel’d beneath me

by ada

I have mixed feelings towards 2012. I didn’t reach any of my goals (like getting back to my real life or getting rid of this whole depression issue), so it was sort of a fail. On the other hand, the pure facts are, that I started the year with being told by psychiatrists that taking SSRI’s is my only way to survive; and ended it with watching the fireworks in one of the most romantic cities in the world. I definitely see a certain progress in my way through 2012, even if it wasn’t the kind of progress I hoped to achieve.

That’s why I decided to have no New Year Plans for 2013. Life happens, regardless of our hopes and plans and dreams. That’s definitely a lesson I learnt in 2012. I will take this year as it comes (not that I have another possibility, haha) and we will see, where its last day will find me.

And after this short lesson on fatalism, a brief summary of my year:

In January I started this project with the purpose of taking my clinical depression under control. I also drank a lot of coffee with my friend Ancsangyalka with the same purpose, walked the streets of Budapest and listened to Roger Scruton lecturing on music, meaning and morality.

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In February I took some photos of the Danube, felt sick from the depression, had no clothes to wear and visited a lot of doctors.

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In March I behaved like a good Hungarian, met the Easter Bunny and visited the snowdrop fields of the arboretum of Alcsút. Poor Cat got a tumour removed.

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In April I dyed some Easter eggs with mixed result, took part in the March of the Living Budapest, travelled twice to Vienna to get permissions and moved to Salzburg.

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In May I learnt how to put up a May Tree, saw a lot of handsome, young men in uniform and worked a lot. Móricka travelled the world.

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In June I worked and worked (and worked and worked and…), bought some things I badly needed and finally spent some days in The Netherlands.

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In July I felt irritated by my job and sat by the Salzach a lot; took some walks in Salzburg while discovering some of the dirty secrets of the city, and welcomed Móricka back from his world trip.

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In August I was continually listening to operas, spent a day in Graz, moved in my new service appartement and hosted Móricka for a few days in Salzburg.

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In September I got sick. Regardless of it I spent a day in Linz, worked an enormous amount and travelled to Budapest.

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In October I visited a lot of museums, the lake of Traunsee and the waterfall of Liechtensteinklamm. The first snow also arrived.

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In November I travelled to Prague, attended a fancy nursing ball, spent a few days at home and was forced to do some crafting at my workplace.

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In December my father got sick and I paused this project for almost 3 weeks. Móricka turned 1 year old, I tried my best not to miss Christmas completely and finally went back to Salzburg where I spent even the last day of the year at my workplace.

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