Et flimrende grønt lys kommer fra hver etasje i gården rett overfor vår. Gaten under er så smal at vi nesten kan strekke oss ut og ta på den gamle muren. Byen er merkelig stille. Plutselig blir ville rop fra åpne vinduer over hele byen kastet mellom husveggene og inn til oss som et kollektivt primalbrøl. Det gjentar seg tre ganger. Så forsvinner den grønne flimringen. Idet vi puster lettet ut, gir alle byens biler seg over til hemningsløs tuting. Seiersdansen.
Frankrike - Spania: 3-1
28 juni 2006
22 juni 2006
Wear sunscreen
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’97... wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be IT.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience.
I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.
You are NOT as fat as you imagine.
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.
Dance. Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography in lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
- Baz Luhrmann
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be IT.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience.
I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.
You are NOT as fat as you imagine.
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.
Dance. Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography in lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
- Baz Luhrmann
15 juni 2006
Alsace à la carte
Apetittvekkere
* Ryktet om Frankrikes beste kjøkken.
* Vissheten om gode viner.
* Bildet av skjeve, fargerike bindingsverkshus og trange gater.
Forretter
* Foie gras med shizo på gourmetrestaurant
* Foie gras med blomst i en bortgjemt hage i en døsig landsby midt i vinmarkene.
* Foie gras-salat med and og utsikt.
Hvileretter
* Et lite stykke Norge - skogkledde, bratte lier og åskammer.
* Et lite stykke Toscana - tette vinranker, frodige bakketopper og landsbyklynger.
* Et lite stykke Venezia - sakteglidende prammer på rolige kanaler.
Hovedretter
* Coq-au-riesling servert med smil på rommet - på et hotell uten room service.
* Kamskjell à la Colmar med stemning og solskinn.
* Fisk og fugl i fri fantasi.
Desserter
* Grønn eplesorbet i grønn skygge.
* Myke sjokoladevariasjoner i myk sommer.
* Blussende kirsebær - i all enkelhet.
Barnemeny
* Is og såpebobler.
* Fontener og gatemusikanter.
- Alle retter er smaksatt med riesling og et generøst dryss vennlighet.
- Alle retter nytes best med en frisk og lett Alsacevin - eller søt til foie gras'ens ære.
Gjestenes vurdering: Vi kan bare varmt anbefale denne menyen. Kombinasjonen mat, mennesker og omgivelser gir en fortreffelig smaksopplevelse. Klar sekser. Denne restauranten vil vi tilbake til!
* Ryktet om Frankrikes beste kjøkken.
* Vissheten om gode viner.
* Bildet av skjeve, fargerike bindingsverkshus og trange gater.
Forretter
* Foie gras med shizo på gourmetrestaurant
* Foie gras med blomst i en bortgjemt hage i en døsig landsby midt i vinmarkene.
* Foie gras-salat med and og utsikt.
Hvileretter
* Et lite stykke Norge - skogkledde, bratte lier og åskammer.
* Et lite stykke Toscana - tette vinranker, frodige bakketopper og landsbyklynger.
* Et lite stykke Venezia - sakteglidende prammer på rolige kanaler.
Hovedretter
* Coq-au-riesling servert med smil på rommet - på et hotell uten room service.
* Kamskjell à la Colmar med stemning og solskinn.
* Fisk og fugl i fri fantasi.
Desserter
* Grønn eplesorbet i grønn skygge.
* Myke sjokoladevariasjoner i myk sommer.
* Blussende kirsebær - i all enkelhet.
Barnemeny
* Is og såpebobler.
* Fontener og gatemusikanter.
- Alle retter er smaksatt med riesling og et generøst dryss vennlighet.
- Alle retter nytes best med en frisk og lett Alsacevin - eller søt til foie gras'ens ære.
Gjestenes vurdering: Vi kan bare varmt anbefale denne menyen. Kombinasjonen mat, mennesker og omgivelser gir en fortreffelig smaksopplevelse. Klar sekser. Denne restauranten vil vi tilbake til!
08 juni 2006
Beklager, Tyskland!
Jeg lurer på om jeg har gjort pølsetyskere urett... For på vår pinsetur til den andre siden av Moselelven, oppdaget jeg at dette uttrykket neppe er dekkende nok. Så hvis ingen har funnet opp ordet schnitzeltysker før, så gjør jeg det nå. Verdt en plass på Wikipedia? I den lille søte byen Saarburg, midt i den døsige Saardalen, var det nemlig Schnitzelwochen! Ren flaks! Og for å gjøre uretten enda større, har jeg også funnet ut at det tyske kjøkken er ikke så rent lite innovativt og kreativt. Vi vandret nemlig forbi et skilt som lokket med "wraps mit Sauerkraut und Speck". . God, gammel tradisjon i ny wrapping! Go Germany! Og med det er vi vel over på en nært forestående begivenhet i dette nabolandet som jeg tross iherdig innsats ikke har klart å unngå å få med meg. Faktisk har innpåslitne skilt ved grensen gjort meg oppmerksom på det ganske lenge. Dessuten har det begynt å komme ut flagg på balkongene som gjenspeiler hvor internasjonalt lille Lux er - selv om det tok sin tid før jeg foretok koblingen. Forøvrig er Lillelux sitt bidrag på VM-fronten et kriseteam stasjonert i Kaiserslauten. I disse dager anser jeg meg for å være en av verdens heldigste kvinner - med en mann som om mulig er enda mindre fotballinteressert enn meg selv! En gjeng frustrerte spanske fruer har startet en bevegelse i forkant av VM, med blant annet enerett til fjernkontrollen som kampsak. De har all min sympati! Og vi, vi styrer utenom Tyskland på helgens utflukt og håper vi ikke hører kampropene helt til Alsace. Men sauerkrauten kommer vi nok ikke utenom der heller...
07 juni 2006
En bit himmel
Snurre rundt under en himmel som speiler seg skjelmsk i øyne som stråler som bare unge øyne kan.
Kaste hodet fritt bakover med stor, leende munn - spise sukkerspinnskyer og en bit himmel.
Være liten - men stor nok til å ta imot himmelen.
Lykke.
Gi oss en bit himmel.
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