Category Archives: Heart

partnership, friendship, spaceship, unicorns, … all that makes the heart jump!

Asia. Loves. Cherries !

My second Asia experience led Björn and me to Tokyo for cherry blossom viewing! All senses apply in this crowded and super-busy megacity where everything from ultra-traditional to futuristically modern can be found. Fortunately it was impossible to loose Björn in the crowd – a blond lion’s mane in 1,85 above ground on top of a neon shirt was always easy to spot B-)

Skyscrapers, tea houses, manga, anime, Studio Ghibli, catbuses, wicked 60s vinyl, crowded streets with screaming screens and loudspeakers, quiet japanese gardens, lonely magnolia trees, rice merchants, labyrinthic train stations, hot green tea from vending machines, and of course cherry trees, cherry trees and more cherry trees!
Skyscrapers, tea houses, manga, anime, Studio Ghibli, catbuses, wicked 60s vinyl, crowded streets with screaming screens and loudspeakers, quiet japanese gardens, lonely magnolia trees, rice merchants, labyrinthic train stations, hot green tea from vending machines, and of course cherry trees, cherry trees and more cherry trees!

Bröd

Backsteine sind nicht nur pizzatauglich, sondern lassen auch Brotteige rakentengleich im Ofen emporschießen, dass das Mehl nur so staubt! Die Adler-Mühle Bahlingen hat zum Beispiel die passenden Mehle (das 812er Weizen hat mir Björn als “working horse” ans Herz gelegt). Am hauseigenen Sauerteig, auch genannt “Url“, wird momentan noch herumexperimentiert, fart my little yeastlings, fart!! B-)

Thanks to Björn and Helene Johansson (not related) fabulously fluffy (inside) and crispy (outside) bread creations succeed!
Thanks to Björn and Heléne Johansson (not related) fabulously fluffy (inside) and crispy (outside) bread creations succeed!

It don’t mean a thing if it ain’t got that swing !

Grand outfits were on display, worn by grand people at Björn’s sister’s Stina 30th birthday party, which took place at the very fitting Gräfsnes Slottsruin, outside Gothenburg. 1890-1930, light colours, safari, were the instructions for the dresscode, given by the fabulous hostess of the evening, and were followed nicely by around three dozen ladies, gents and undecided with an air of nonchalance. Part of the fun was the week long hunt for suitable garments and accessories which preceded the event, at places like Vintage Berlin, Bonnie and Kleid (ibid.), Herr Judit, Stockholm, or Haben Will, Munich. And yes: ALLA på tunnelbanan i Berlin har ju Monokel!!

Yes, Sir, that's my baby!
Yes, Sir, that’s my baby!