A stroll through Shoreditch

What a beautiful day! Seriously guys, I slept only a couple of hours last night and had to get up for an appointment very early this morning. If I’m still convinced that it’s a beautiful day, it definitely is a BEAUTIFUL DAY! 🙂

And being the caring flat mate that I am, I shared my joy with Andrea and Maria and made an awesome breakfast! Strawberries. Nutella. Sunshine.

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In the afternoon I had an interview in Shoreditch. Arriving there was kind of an adventure, as the tube is on strike (once again.) So afterwards I decided to take advantage of being already in hip East London and went for a walk in the colourful streets of Shoreditch and Brick Lane. As it was a weekday the streets were relatively empty and for the first time I could really see some of the beautiful and elaborated graffitis adorning the streets.

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Eventually we finished the day with watching “La Grande Bellezza” and ice cream. Just perfect! 🙂

I hope you had a beautiful day too!

XX, Angie

The Expat Easter Experience

I share my expat Easter experience a little belated with you guys. Sorry, I am a very lazy blogger indeed.

Well, actually Easter arrived quite early in London. Not only did the shops start to upsell all the sweets and hot cross buns right after mother’s day, but also a huuge parcel arrived from mum in the first week of April – stuffed with Austrian Easter sweets, decoration and presents 🙂

I also got quite crafty in the kitchen in order to fulfil all the culinary traditions we have in Austria. *yaay*

Fist thing, I coloured eggs. I mean, coloured eggs are like the essence of Easter for me. But there is absolutely no chance of getting those special colours you need for that or even pre-coloured eggs somewhere in London. Chocolate eggs are omnipresent, but it seems that our dear Brits aren’t familiar with this lovely tradition. So without further ado I made my own colours, boiling beetroot, carrots and parsley into a wonderful red, orange and green. I have to say that I was really pleased when all the eggs turned out beautifully and when my flatmates came home from work and they appreciated my effort. Funnily Gonzo and Andrea both thought it was an American tradition, as they only knew it from the TV. 🙂 Maria and I then introduced them to the custom of “egg bashing” (Eierpecken) where two opponents each take hold of an Easter egg and try to crack the other one’s open (does that explanation makes sense?) Anyway, Maria and I knew that game from our childhood and it was a pleasure seeing everybody playing!

Further I baked Beugerl, kind of a special bread only eaten in Lent and on Good Friday I made Pofesen, like my grandmother usually does them. They were pretty good, but of course not anywhere near her’s.

On Easter morning Gonzo and me had a very late Brunch and enjoyed all the sweet things my mum sent to me: Colomba, a cake in the shape of a lamb and sweets!! 🙂
But my sister sent me the most essential Easter thing ever: a Milka chocolate bunny and made my day.

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XX, Angie

A Skinny Chino to go, please.

A Skinny Chino to go, please.

A Dandy Shandy, park bench, noodels in Soho, Bukowski, Sexshops with neon lights, cold wind, flipped up collars, a pasticceria hidden in scaffolding, Golden Square, Carnaby Street, an almost-tattoo, window shopping, Nikolai-shirts, Topshop, cupcakes. 🙂 ❤ XX, Angie

Cherry Tree Lane

You know guys, it is spring in London. Finally. It’s not raining every day anymore and the parks are a sea with yellow snowflakes. See here.

PortobelloCollage_ILast Sunday I had the afternoon off, so I spontaneously decided to go for a walk in Notting Hill. The tube took me to Notting Hill Gate and then I decided to get lost. Without looking at the map I just started to wander around.
After getting off the High Street, I found myself in a picturesque neighbourhood. Cute British houses in pastel colours, little shops and cherry trees in full bloom. I almost expected to bump into Hugh Grant at every corner. 🙂
Eventually I got to Portobello Road and went a little further to see the famous Portobello Road Market. The street is lined with colourful shops and stands selling street food, antiques, vintage clothing, curiosities and the usual bric-a-brac. As it was Sunday, the big market halls were closed, but there still where enough people (tourists ?) around to create a lively picture.

Even though being a road market like Bricklane and Camden market as well, Portobello gives a slightly neater image. Sure, the same cheap shirts, scarves and souvenirs are offered in the small booths, but I guess the mixture with high priced antiques and cute yet polished cafés and boutiques creates this unique atmosphere.
I really enjoyed walking down the hill, and was carried away by the lively scenery. Shop windows with mannequins dressed all in retro, people bargaining over old lenses, watches and radios, hipsters taking their Sunday tea in a hip coffee shop on the corner. And then a slight wind blast came and suddenly the air was filled with pink petals.

Later I walked down Bayswater Road towards Kensington Gardens and I was just about to search for the statue of Peter Pan, when Gonzo called me that he just finished work. So I postponed my visit at Peter’s and took a bus to Charlotte Street, where I met up with Gonzo and his colleagues for an after-work drink in a nearby pub. The match West Ham vs. Liverpool was on, but Gonzo`s manager and head chef were way too busy flirting and joking around with four blonde and beautiful girls from Sweden to pay attention. Amused we were watching the scene and decided to go for a walk in Soho, as Gonzo stated that the male–female ratio of 2 : 4 was just perfect for that kind of situation. 🙂Portobello Collage_II
We had dinner at Herman Ze German and though they claim to sell German food, I felt pleasantly at home, munching Bratwust und Pommes. 🙂 For dessert Gonzo took me to Patisserie Valerie and bought four slices of sumptuous chocolate cake – he just knows how to make me happy.

Arriving home, we found that Andrea and Maria had invited a friend for dinner and we came just in time for the sweets *hehe* And being the childish bunch that we are, we spent the evening/night over card games, magic tricks and playing “categories”.

XX, Angie

Break a thing, mend your luck.

Last Thursday didn’t start very nice, to be honest. Gonzo and I went to Greenwich together. On the way there he stepped on my shoe and almost the entire sole ripped off. Next the straps of my backpack ripped and I tore my favourite necklace. Plus I had an interview that turned out to be a flop. Enough for one day.
But don’t worry, folks, I’m fine and also Gonzo is alive – a miracle, considering that I broke three things I really liked in less than three hours after waking up 😉

But despite (or maybe just because of) the unlucky start, the day turned out to be really good!

Greenwich is a really nice place. On the one hand you feel like you are on the countryside; a lot of green around, the flowers and trees are in full bloom, hills, small streets and houses. But on the other hand you can still see the London skyline on the horizon. A truly interesting combination.

Gonzo was waiting for me in a cute little Argentinian café while I was being interviewed. I met up with him right after and rewarded myself with Empanadas for lunch and chocolate cake. Ahum! The café was, like everything else around, adorable. We sat in the big old leather sofa for what seemed ages and discussed everything and nothing, actually waiting for the rain to come and to pass, as there were heavy grey clouds on the sky and we wanted to avoid getting wet (my broken shoe was definitely not a big help in that case.) As after quite some time there was no sign of rain, we just decided to risk taking a walk. And guess what? Rain didn’t come at all! Ha! Although the whole day was grey and it looked like a heavy shower would come any minute – it didn’t rain a drop. I guess that’s spring in the UK 🙂

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We had a lovely walk through the town centre where we found an antique market. They sold a bunch of very curious stuff, and we had fun rummaging in old comic books, sunglasses, Viking helmets and stamps. As we crossed the campus of the royal college Gonzo realized that that’s exactly where they shot the final battle of Thor 2 and he tried really hard to explain me why it had to be just here and why the Royal Observatory is so important but I guess I’m just not into superheroes enough to understand.  Anyways, we saw a giant ship in a bottle. 😀
Of course we walked up the hill in Greenwich Park to see the Royal Observatory and the Greenwich meridian. After all, I feel we are still more tourists than Londoners… and I don’t think that will change in the near future ^^ From up there the view is absolutely magnificent. One can overlook the beautiful park and the Thames and in the back the skyscrapers of Canary Wharf are mounting up.

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Both hungry from our expedition, we set out to find a place for dinner. And Greenwich being a part of the multicultural mixture of London, we stumbled over a Tapería. Gonzo was smiling happily over a bottle of Estrella Galicia, as we ordered the tapas.
Our menu, wisely chosen by the Spaniard in charge, consisted of:tapas

  • Tortilla
  • Chorizo al vino
  • Albóndigas en salsa
  • Tosta de queso de cabra y cebolla caramelizada
  • Pollo asado al límon
  • Pan 🙂

It was really good – at least form my point of view. I think it tasted like summer and wanderlust. Gonzo also liked it, but knowing how the things are actually supposed to taste, he was a little more critical than me. Understandable. But still, it tasted like Fernweh to me.

Ignoring the part of breaking my stuff, it was a really nice day out. I enjoyed the long walk, the tiny treasures we found on the market and the spanish dinner.

XX, Angie

Caffé

Caffé

Buongiorno everyone, I write to you with the delicious taste of Italian coffee on my lips. I guess that’s one of the peaks of having an Italian flat mate. 🙂 Caffé, the smell and taste, means so many memories, so … Continue reading