February 25, 2015

Party, Party!

I've had this post with some pictures from the bonfires around Palma saved as a draft for a month, but then I got really sick with the flu (I coughed so much that even now my ribs are still sore), went to London, and then forgot about the post. During Sant Sebastia the whole city celebrated with bonfires in the streets and parades called correfocs where demons would throw firecrackers in the street. There were concerts and DJs all over the city and one night we danced outside until 3 am. I love how often they celebrate in Spain. It seems like there's been something going on every week the last three months. 
This is someone's garage. 
I was really American and made s'mores. 
The demons and the firecrackers. You could dance with them, but you had to keep everything covered or else you would get burned. 
Padron peppers.
Hot dogs and Pep Cola, my favorite Mallorquin Coke. 
Rocky mountain marshmallows. 
The crocodile lighting the fire!
Giants. 

Thirty

For my thirtieth birthday in January, I decorated the apartment with a bunch of frou-frou from Tiger, my favorite Danish shop that's impossible to walk through without buying something you didn't know you needed. David bought me my favorite pizza from a place called BASE and a delicious assortment of cakes, macarons, and chocolates. Turning thirty wasn't scary at all, I feel like I turned twenty again.
The balloons before they turned into hearts looked like little penises. Tippy loved that I put the flower crown on her. 
Balloons on the balcony. 
The best chandelier candle cake topper.

February 8, 2015

Murakami-san no tokoro

I love the illustrations by Masuri Fujimoto on Haruki Murakami's new temporary site where he answers reader's questions and gives advice.
A dog eating a Dunkin' donut, Murakami drinking coffee, and a goat with a record! 
Adorable answer.

January 15, 2015

Café Vlissinghe: The Oldest Pub in Brugge

An amazing part of the trip was going to a 500-year-old pub. We sat down at a long communal table with six other people already engaged in conversation. I felt awkward wondering if we were supposed to talk with them and pretended to play Cluedo until the other people started including us in their conversation. We spent a couple of hours at the table talking with a wonderful group of people from Wales and Scotland as well as a bearded Belgian sea captain and his beautiful blonde wife. As the night went on the Welshman in his thirties fell deep into drunkenness and the people working at the pub stopped serving him because he was so loud, but he made us laugh and we loved him. And speaking of drunkenness, Bruges was extra special this trip because it felt like the whole town was on holiday and everybody was so happy from all the glühwein and beer on the the streets. It reminded me of the ski resort from Hot Tub Time Machine. Oh and p.s. if you like this post read this post about the bar under the church. We were lucky to go there again this trip.

The entrance.
The Belgian sea captain from Ostend on the right. I loved how passionate he was about life and the sea. He pulled out a picture of his ship from his wallet and it really looked like an old pirate ship. I ordered the same beer (the Brugse Zot from De Halve Maan Brewery in Bruges) he was drinking because I wanted to know what old sea captains liked to drink. The captain was filled with jokes so it was fitting that the beer he was drinking was named after fools. Throughout the trip I tried different beers and liked them, but I always came back to the cherry beer.  
The sea captain's wife made us take a picture. My drunk Welsh friend told me about five times that he liked my hat. He told David that he needed to be a real man and grow a real, full beard.
A beer celebrating the pub. 1515-2015.
Miss Scarlet, always a babe.
In Belgium every beer gets its own glass, including delicious Cécémel, an instant hot chocolate. 
Happy.

January 12, 2015

Juliette's Artisanale Koekenbakkerij

I'm watching Anthony Bourdain Parts Unknown: Vietnam (best one-liners from the episode here) right now and am thinking about this cutesy cookie post as Bourdain eats the most delicious looking brothy noodles. As much as I love sweet food and Europe, I have an insatiable desire to go to Asia and sit on plastic stools in the street while eating bowls of unknown salty food among the loud sounds of the city. But, cookies! Juliette's in Bruges is where you go for speculoos and wooden cookie molds AND the shop owner Brenda told me that she has the best selection of wooden cookie molds so don't look anywhere else but in her beautiful shop. I enjoyed Juliette's because they have an open kitchen so you can watch them bake cookies live while eating samples of all their beautiful cookies. 

We bought one wooden cookie mold and made cookies for Christmas, see here. They are a little difficult at first, but Brenda says to keep practicing and you will get the hang of it after the fourth or fifth time. She also has a video showing how to use the molds. Bedankt, Juliette's!

January 8, 2015

Happy Birthday, Elvis!

Today I am 30! Elvis would have been 80!
photo via 
& happy birthday, David Bowie! I love you too.
photo via 

December 26, 2014

Hard Candy Christmas

Here are some photos from my phone of the past few days!
Buttery cinnamon sugar cookie dough and a wooden cookie mold we bought in Brugge from Juliette's Koekenbakkerij

Christmas Eve table complete with Christmas crackers. Our crackers were filled with stick on mustaches, crowns, and inspirational quotes. 


Steak, fried potatoes, baked sweet potatoes, brussels sprouts, and green beans for Christmas Eve dinner.
Christmasy guacamole. 
After dinner we went to a Christmas Eve mass at the church in our neighborhood. A lady held a sword and sang an apocalyptic chant from Medieval times. Video here
Pajamas! Tea and fuzzy socks.
Christmas Eve and Christmas Day were spent on the couch watching movies and TV shows...A Christmas Story, So I Married an Axe Murderer, The Wrong Mans, and Doctor Who, Home Alone etc.
Bedtime selfies.

Christmas morning.

Breakfast casserole filled with potatoes, bread, mushrooms, jalapenos. cheese, milk, creme fraiche, and eggs before it went in the oven. 
On Christmas we went for a walk and stopped at a cafe by the palace to have chocolate cake and almond lattes. 
And then we ate tacos for dinner and spent the evening video chatting with family.
Kitty coasters!
The End! I hope you all had a happy Christmas!

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