In case you were wondering
This is how you pronounce “meme”: And just for my wine snob Husband, how you also pronounce “Chateauneuf-du-Pape”:
This is how you pronounce “meme”: And just for my wine snob Husband, how you also pronounce “Chateauneuf-du-Pape”:
One of the little-known benefits of living abroad is that you are relatively cut off from American pop culture. It leaves more space in your brain, space you can hopefully designate for foreign language skills. Unfortunately this also means that our current American cultural context is pretty much limited to a dusty mental time capsule…
Remember how I said the dairy aisle in Parisian grocery stores was ridiculously stocked with 1500 different kinds of yogurt and cream? Well in Vienna, the aisles are resplendent with every kind of processed meat you could imagine. There’s fresh wurst and salami and hotdogs galore. The deli counter is the most popular spot in…
Whoa. Where am I? What day is it? Last thing I remember I was face to face with a giant cutout of some guy’s manjammies, and the next thing you know it’s been 2 months since I last wrote a blog post. I guess a larger than life cardboard penis has that kind of effect…
Imagine walking through the magical streets of Vienna at Christmastime, finishing a little shopping in the busy museum quarter. Intricate lights hang across every block, snow has dusted every tree, and there are chestnuts roasting on every corner. The spicy sweet smell of mulled wine drifts from the little wooden sheds where shoppers take a…
Radiating from my television screen! HALLELUJAH! HALLELUJAH! HAL-LEYYYYYYYYYYY-LU-JAH! Yes, I have been TV-less for more than 4 months now. Which is not such a bad thing, unless you’re cooped up with 2 small children while the alpine winds whip through your city and it only hits a balmy 25 degrees outside at noon before it gets dark…
Hello world. I’m writing to you from that strange other universe where parents of newborns exist in a hazy half comatose state of consciousness, unable to perform anything other than the most basic of life-sustaining tasks with any real precision or competence. I have passed the land of spontaneous crying and moved on to the…
As everyone back home battens down the hatches for Frankenstorm, I’d just like to point out that it’s snowing here. In October. For the second time. Just sayin. Apologies for the radio silence, but Cletus finally made his way into the world 2 weeks ago and we’ve been a bit preoccupied with diapers and boob…
We’ve been in Vienna for nearly 2 months now, and you’re probably wondering where all the exciting posts about what to see and what to eat are. Well, I’m sad to report that there hasn’t been much time for exploring the city, other than the excellent public parks and playgrounds, thanks to a certain one-year-old…
I have a full fledged addiction brewing here in Vienna, and it involves these chocolate covered biscuits that fortunately/unfortunately came in a 3 box pack. I cannot. Stop. Eating them. And like a true addict, I find excuses throughout the day for why I need just one more. Like, Cletus needs the extra calories! Or, You…