And there we are. In one gentle but swift move autumn has swooped in and replaced what we like to call summer. It’s not even September and people are already feeling properly dressed wearing scarfs, coats and whatnot. Well, I don’t mind. You see, I like me a weather which dictates not what I should remove from my body but rather what I should add to my body to keep me from freezing to death. It’s just so much more comfortable.
I think that’s why I like places like Sweden that much. Even in mid-August, there’s nothing wrong with wearing hooded sweaters and long trousers. And hell, the people are friendly too. Returning to Vienna after spending some time in Sweden is like returning to the place where people go after they’ve used up all their compassion, optimism and good humour. The best you can do in Vienna is getting a waiter who realizes how fucked up his performance of being a grumpy old asshole is and has to grin in the course of it.
Anyway, my intention is not to make you feel all gloomy so here’s another breathtaking picture to marvel at. Enjoy.
My girlfriend and I spent the last week in Sweden, and since you’re an avid reader of this blog, you’ll have realized that I seem to go there often. Well, it’s a beautiful country and I get to see my sister, her husband and the two delightful Half-Swedes they produced. So that’s that.
I’m not yet in the physical condition to write long blog-posts, mainly due to what some of you might refer to as a cold, others as a reason to make people feel sorry for me. Any which way, I still want to update this very blog, only to prove that Twitter has not yet turned every blog into a wasteland of old musings longer than 140 characters.
So there, I’ll just post one of the numerous pictures I took, so you can admire my ability of using nice filters for my cell-phone camera while also wondering where that unlimited source of cockiness lies of which I make so ample use. Enjoy!
While it’s not at all unusual for me to spend a day thinking about food, it’s rather rare that I spend all day actually preparing food. Until Saturday. Two friends and I had decided to cook a meal so succulent, we’d talk about it for years to come. And that’s exactly what we did!
For starters, we made Broccoli Risotto, of course with freshly made chicken stock and some real jus!
Main course was rump steak with spinach beet and cherry-mustard-sauce. Again, on real jus!
See that little bit of jus on top? Yes, that’s the one. We reduced that fucker until there was barely anything left to reduce. Took us the whole afternoon, but was totally worth it!
Dessert were strawberry tartelettes with vanilla-lime-sorbet. Hard to make, but we pulled it off. Because we’re quite probably some of the best cooks I know!
Here’s the whole set, including various steps of preparations and dazzling close-up shots of strawberry tartelettes!
Yes, it’s a photo of a pink bike stencil. And it’s being sold in scores all over the world RIGHT NOW! Liz-Books, a publishing company in France that creates all sorts of coffee-table photo-books centered around various themes wanted to include this picture in their book Pink Attitude, and being the gracious person I am, I let them.
So if you want to own a piece of a real Richard-photography-publishing, go and buy the book (you are, I assume, already in possession of real Richard-writing publishing, right?). The picture is, I think, on page 325.
(The above link to the book is for Amazon.com. If you are not living in the US of A or need the book to be shipped to the Old World for whatever reasons {including birthday presents to family living abroad, which this book would be ideal for!} use Amazon France for ordering. Bonne chance!)
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