Friday, August 15, 2014

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Orange {august break day 4}


“I understand what you're saying, and your comments are valuable, but I'm going to ignore your advice.” Fantastic Mr. Fox

 
Day 1 - Lunch

Day 2 - Pattern

Day 3 - Window

Monday, August 4, 2014

Window in Amsterdam {august break day 3}


I snapped the photo above at the Madurodam miniature park in The Hague, about two weeks ago.

It's a picture of a miniature replica of a street in Amsterdam.

Seeing the whole country, in a glimpse, gazing at the beauty of the low lands.

Three facts about Madurodam:

- Everything (even the trees) are on a scale of 1:25.
- The miniature Dutch people wear jackets in the winter and T-shirts in the summer.
- We DJed an Armin Van Buuren concert, auctioned tulips, generated windmill energy, operated wind turbines, unloaded ships at the dock, manufactured clogs, operated a roller coaster and designed the set for a production of Shakespeare. All in a few hours at Madurodam. Oh, and we ate hot dogs too.

Details for The August Break 2014 here.

Day 1 - Lunch

Day 2 - Pattern


Sunday, August 3, 2014

Pattern at a Pennsylvania fair {august break day 2}


“She was snatched back from a dream of far countries, and found herself on Main Street.”
from Main Street by Sinclair Lewis

The fair is back in town. I am struggling to get used to the cyclicity of events in a small town. The River Rescue carnival, the Apple Festival, Community Day - all too soon again. It's couldn't have been a year. I just blinked. It couldn't have been a year.

Details for The August Break 2014 here.


Day 1 - Lunch

Friday, August 1, 2014

Sunny side up and avocados {august break day 1}

EuroAmericanHome: Sunny side up eggs and avocado on toast

Sunny side up eggs on toast, topped with avocado and fresh homegrown African basil.

Gouda cheese with dried homegrown dill.

Ice tea with homegrown lavender.

Summer is my favorite season, the use of the word "homegrown" so often being one of the main reasons.

From a suburban garden to an organic farm in Normandy. That is the dream. {inspired by Chelsea}.


Details for The August Break 2014 here.

Sunday, March 30, 2014

Dear Winter, please leave!

March and February were a blur, in that not much happened except having to brave the worst winter in Pennsylvania in the last 30 years.

In February, we celebrated the bitter-sweet anniversary of one year of America.

In March, we celebrated the one year anniversary of our wedding. That was just sweet, no bitterness involved.

There was chocolate ganache cake and red pomegranate wine from Cullari Vineyards.

We had the pastry chef write "Happy Anniversary" in my native language. There were no typos. Or are they chocolatypos? Very important thing to ponder. 

I'm really eager for spring. I have the feeling I'll need to thaw for about 3 weeks before I can truly enjoy it.

EuroAmericanHome :: Cake and wine

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Super Bowl with the Wife

Sunday was a momentous day in the EuroAmerican household. We woke up in the morning and Trevor had the entire day planned. There were going to be beers involved, nachos grande and banana bread. There would be TV watching and beer-drinking and cheering and explaining and a much anticipated finale. It was like Christmas in February, only with a more excited Trevor and a decidedly less excited me.

It was the Super Bowl.

Luckily, I was well versed in the art of acting as if I cared about a football game (and don't even get me started about calling it football). This is probably real life situation #1901 that allows me to use valuable life skills learned from Friends. So I pulled a Chandler and Phoebe circa The One with the Rumor and just screamed stuff at the TV. In retrospect, I think I should have probably waited for Trevor to explain the rules before I pretended to understand.

This is a true story:

Superbowl with the wife stick figures 2014

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Of maps and hearts

I can't remember the first time I realized I like maps. But I know it was before Pinterest, before the crafting obsession and before moving halfway across the map. Maybe it was in the fifth grade, when we were studying the history of imperial expansions. Maybe that's when I looked at the maps of the Roman Empire doubling and then tripling, and I realized how many stories a map can carry.

Trevor and I collect maps from everywhere we go. It's ironic, really, because I can't read maps unless I turn the map to face my direction whereas Trevor only needs a 30 second glance to memorize the routes for an entire holiday. I don't even bother when I have him with me.

We saw this idea floating around on the internet to make a wall hanging with a map of the place you met and the place you got married. It proved tricky, unless someone maps out the internet (where we met), and I didn't want a constant reminder that we took our vows with none of my friends or family present. So we decided to make a collage of maps of places that we traveled to - six cities in three countries that we like for various (undisclosed) reasons.

We already had the frame. All we did was turn around the paper that came with the frame. Then we:

1. cut hearts out of the downtown of our maps; we chose downtowns because that's where our touristy selves romped and frolicked;
2. cut larger hearts out of construction paper to add a solid background;
3. glue the map heart onto the green hearts, thus creating double hearts;
4. tape the double hearts to the paper backdrop to keep them in place; mild measuring was done (we asked each other "How does it look to you?" "Good. How does it look to you?" "Good!" "Ok, we're good.")
5. reassemble the frame.

Heart map wall art - EuroAmericanHome Blog

While we're on the topic of maps, allow me to bring a West Wing favorite moment to your attention.



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