Monday week 2, I worked on Wrist Worms orders. Took a walk, crossing the street through the subway only to smell the scent of freedom of travelling.
Made hashbrowns for dinner accompanied by egg, olives, purple cabbage, turnip, tzatziki and sundried tomatoes. Lunch was pizzasalad (didn’t follow the recipe, but here you can read about the mysterious swedish pizzasalad) with stuff. I guess you can see what everything is.
Allison and I went to the Asian and Russian supermarkets. Finally bought that silly bunny papadam. Papadam is one of the best things on the planet.
I went to Akkawy for hummus shakshuka.
You already know I love January.
And all the stuff you see when walking around in this city.
Bread from Keit and canned salmon which I apparently only had when I was too young to remember.
The stuff became lunch and in the evening we shared a pizza from Zero Stress on a table at Rigaer Strasse. You do what you can to get a feeling of eating out(doors).
Found these in my yarn stash and they obviously became Wrist Worms. OK, that sticker.
Look at this man, I sometimes can’t handle him – here he’s using me as an armchair telling me I’m not allowed to leave. BABY. Passed by Berghain on our way to Johan’s client on Saturday.
Got wild salmon caviar at the Russian supermarket earlier this week, it’s so much cheaper than in other grocery stores. Made a rice bowl and on Sunday we made sushi, ate everything.
Friday – anything exciting happening for you this weekend? Allison and I will go to her studio to work, can’t wait to see the place. I’ll bring swedish snacks and german bubbles. They say it will snow tomorrow morning, I really really hope hope hope so. Would be amazing to cross the bridges in a white Berlin.
Almost caught up with the weekly posts, thought of ending them but I will personally appreciate them a lot as they are kind of a simple diary. My cameraroll on the phone is always filled with thousands of pictures no matter how often I empty it, so this is a good way of sorting some out. Like a photo album back in the days. I remember in the 1980s, people always took out their photoalbums to show friends & relatives what had been going on lately. In those albums there were always pictures of friends & relatives looking in an old photo album.