• for a little while

    for a little while

    Featured image – still frame from “The Taste of Tea” (2004)

    On a Saturday afternoon

    After lunch

    I see the front door slightly opening

    Sadness comes through and sits by my side at the table

    Like a guest you don’t expect,

    A guest you’ve been avoiding,

    Pretending you’re not home when they’re knocking.

    But you always knew they’re gonna show one day at your door.

    We sit in silence

    No words needed

    We contemplate the trees and the pigeons on the windowsill.

    Finally I accept its visit

    I recognize my defeat and

    I break the silence

    « do you want some tea? »

    A glimpse of hope strikes my mind:

    Sadness came with no luggage.

  • the home within

    the home within

    Featured image – still frame from “Vivre sa vie” (1962)

    a kid talking about death,

    a leaf that never wants to leave

    the tree,

    as we never want to leave someone,

    a yellow filled news-feed,

    an endless désespoir de circonstances,

    avec un soleil dans la tête.

    there is a place, a home within myself

    jamais visitée.

  • ziua nimicului

    ziua nimicului

    o dată la câteva săptămâni, îmi rezerv o zi și libertatea de a nu face nimic. creierul și corpul încetează să funcționeze. unii privesc seriale toată ziua, alții citesc, alții (strangely enough) fac curățenie. to each, his own. eu stau în pat. nu gătesc, nu vorbesc cu nimeni, nu ies din casă (nici chiar dacă nu am mâncare, god bless delivery). în schimb mă holbez în tavan, mă uit foarte aleatoriu la chestii pe net și TV, nici măcar nu urmăresc cu interes ce se întâmplă, am nevoie doar de ceva pe fundal, și mă ridic numai ca să mănânc (кушать хочеться всегда). you’de be amazed to see how boring that day is. spre seară, i want to kill myself. începe să mă doară capul și usually mă culc devreme. 

    it doesn’t sound like a good day, but it’s not supposed to be. zilele de genul mă scot din amorțire, din neinspirație, din inerție. când te obișnuiești cu o anumită rutină timp de câteva săptămâni, fără să realizezi, poți cădea într-un pattern repetitiv, în care nimic nu se schimbă, în care tu nu te schimbi. iar stagnarea e uneori chiar mai groaznică decât degradarea. pentru că nu te miști în nicio direcție. în cazul degradării, you could experience new lows, care îți vor schimba percepția și perspectivele. în cazul stagnării, you don’t experience anything.

    at a closer look, această zi a nimicului reprezintă un bun exemplu al masochismului. dar al unui masochism conștient. pentru câteva zile bune/săptămâni prolifice, poți să (te) sacrifici o zi din viață. și la urma urmei, poate nici nu e vorba de sacrificare. poate e doar o reacție normală a organismului față de experiențele din jur. o reacție pe care trebuie să i-o oferi să se manifeste, ca să își poate continua funcționarea. 

    în schimb, a doua zi, te simți like a whole new person. te trezești dimineața devreme, faci yoga, gătești, te duci la cumpărături, catch up on reading and work și îți faci to-do lists pentru zilele următoare. 

    ieri a fost ziua nimicului.

  • Travel Journal II: Through Memories

    Travel Journal II: Through Memories

    Featured image – still frame from “La Collectionneuse” (1967)

    Today I felt beachy.

    While we are all in (less or more of a) quarantine, I knew nostalgia about past times was bound to happen. So there was no surprise for me when this morning I woke up and felt like I am all over again in Greece. I was thinking a lot about writing about last summer, my experience in Erasmus+ Placement and about Thessaloniki. However, it’s been a year now and I haven’t written a single row. Here, at least, because my diary was full of fast-written pages with impressions on the Greek culture.

    So maybe, a year later, it is quite alright to start writing about it. I realize now that my memories are definitely affected by some feelings and might as well be a bit distorted. But I take it as it is, reminding myself about the bad moments I had there too and trying at least not to romanticize those ones.

    This morning, I put on my (probably) favorite outfit: blue linen shorts, white crop top, my (definitely) favorite colored-dots shirt and black sandals. Most of the times when I wear this shirt I am reminded of last year when I was told I look like THE airplane. If i would have swapped the white crop top with a bikini top, it would be one of those Sunday morning outfits I wore, when we used to go to the beach, lay all day under the umbrellas, swim in the sea, listen to the cafe radio music, eat ridiculously big portions of food, drink freddo cappuccino, take pictures of the sunset and most importantly not worry about a single thing.

    As I was walking down the street, I felt the wind blowing, exactly like during those mornings we were going to the beach. Usually I preferred to take the ferryboat to get there. It was maybe more expensive than the bus and you’d have to wake up really early to catch it, but it was definitely worth it. You could feel the wind in your hair and even if it was incredibly hot outside, the wind would cancel that burning sensation. Sometimes, the captain of the ferry would say something about the surroundings and how much time it would take us to get there. Also, one of the best things was to hear the waves clashing and different languages interlaced between each other.

    Oh, and to remember how cheap was to stay on the beach! Along with my friends, we found a favorite place we came every weekend, half restaurant/cafe and half beach with sunbeds and umbrellas. If you wanted to just lay on a sunbed, you’d have to pay 3 euros and it was yours for the whole day. Or you could just order anything and it would have been the same. And now when I hear stories about Romanian beaches being outrageously expensive, I smile inside.

    We developed a kind of routine of going to the beach. The three of us usually went to the beach very early in the morning (even if the night before we stayed out until 4 am), took the ferryboat and got to our favorite place. Ordered a freddo cappuccino or a smoothie and lied on the beach. Went for a couple of swims in the sea and when the time came, shifted to the restaurant part and ate. We stayed on the beach for 10 hours or more, being usually back at 8 or 9 pm. This ritual we had, became so familiar, that the waitress already knew us.

    The sunsets were always the best at the beach. The air was getting cooler, the beach emptier and I’d get that fatigue you have after a long day at the beach. A nice one, that was wrapping its hands around me, making me wish to take a shower and just go to sleep. I admit I did fall asleep once in the bus on the way back.

    Even though it was 8.30 in the morning and i was going to work today, for half an hour it felt like I teleported and was actually going to the beach. I was closing my eyes for some milliseconds and I could feel the breeze, the sea air and I felt relaxed.

  • Sunday readings II: Tasty meals. Autumn Creamy Pasta with Brussels sprouts

    Sunday readings II: Tasty meals. Autumn Creamy Pasta with Brussels sprouts

    Featured image – still frame from “When Harry Met Sally…” (1989)

    Autumn is here again (one more month left actually), bringing us the best veggies and fruits, amazing colors, crisp air in the morning and, chilly weather and a tiny bit of melancholy. I always associate autumn with Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong’s album “Cheek to cheek”. It does have songs like “April in Paris”, but the whole mood just fits autumn days too well.

    And as much as I love autumn for the crunchy leaves and my birthday, I also enjoy the gifts of nature: the harvest, among which are pumpkins, zucchinis, eggplants, bell peppers, apples, pears and especially Brussels sprouts. I don’t know why exactly, but here you can find this type of cabbage mostly during fall season. That’s why I greet it with love.

    Most people I know are not fans of Brussels sprouts (as it is with broccoli too), but I must confess that is it one of my favorite veggies there are out there (from the ones I have tried, of course). And for that matter, I know at least two delicious recipes which include it. Today I am going to share with you one of them: Creamy pasta with Brussels sprouts.

    It might sound weird, I know, but believe me the final result will surprise you. You can really make it become the star of the dish and most probably even people that are skeptical of this ingredient will want to give it a try and like it.

    I first discovered Brussels sprouts about two years ago. I bought some because it looked interesting and felt like a challenge to me to try and cook it. And then I googled recipes and the easiest and most accessible one for me at that time was this pasta with white sauce and sprouts. Months later I couldn’t find the recipe anymore to share it with my friends, but I remembered it, so starting that point I only cook it from memory, the way I feel it. That’s the best part of cooking: you can experiment in any way you want until you find the best version for you and adapt it to your taste.

    You don’t need a lot of ingredients for this and it takes like 30 minutes to cook, because we’re all busy people here. Also, this recipe fits any kind of budget really, I first cooked it when I was living in a dorm, no job whatsoever.

    How to make it

    1. First things first, start by putting water for past to boil. It will take around 5 to 10 minutes to boil, so you will have the time to take care of the other steps of the cooking.

    2. Let’s prepare the ingredients now. It is best if you have all the ingredients ready before starting cooking. It makes you more relaxed, because you already have everything at hand and don’t have to multi-task by watching the onions cook and cutting the sprouts at the same time. Chop the onions and set them aside.

    3. Rinse the Brussels sprouts, chop the ends and if you wish take off the first layers that are dirty. Sometimes you will find sprouts that are a bit dirtier on the outside (that just means they are natural!) and even if you rinse them, the dirt still stays on so it is better to get rid of those layers. After that, chop them in halves or quarters (depending on their sizes and how you would like them). If they are too big, I suggest cutting in quarters because it will take less to cook. Set them aside in a bowl.

    4. Peel the garlic and chop it. I have put in the image the amount of garlic necessary for this recipe, but you can easily adapt it to your taste. If you like it more “garlic flavory” then it is your call. I encourage every kind of experiment and creativity in the kitchen.

    5. When the water starts boiling, salt it. I always make the water very salty, because the pasta takes how much salt it needs. This is a tip I would recommend when making mashed potatoes too. Some people prefer to add just a bit of salt in the boiling water and then add more when the potatoes are already done while mashing them, but I find it easier to salt the water more right in the beginning. It incorporates better in the dish and some say it even speeds up the boiling process!

    6. Put the pasta in the water and leave for about 10-12 minutes, while stirring sometimes. For this recipe I would suggest to use penne, because they are easier to handle when you are going to mix in the sauce and the sprouts, but again you can use whatever you feel like and what you have in your cupboard.

    7. Heat the pan, add vegetable oil and the onions. Cook them on medium heat, until they get translucent. Then add the Brussels sprouts and a bit of butter and cook until they get a bit browned, like roasted. Very important not to overcook them because they will become bitter. Add the garlic and cook around 2 to 3 minutes. Pour 150 ml of water and cover the pan with a lid. Cook at medium heat until the sprouts soften. You will see that they will also change in color. Check with a fork to see if they are soft enough for you. When they get the right consistency, add cream and stir. Wait until it starts boiling then put on the lid. The mixture doesn’t have to be liquid, that’s why it is better to let it simmer for about 5 – 10 minutes.

    8. Meanwhile, check the pasta and if it’s ready, drain it and when the sauce is the consistency, add the pasta to the pan and stir everything together.

    Aaaand voila! Your creamy pasta with Brussels sprouts is ready to serve and eat. For a creamier taste, add parmesan to the dish when it is still hot. Stay tuned for my next autumn dish with all the tasty veggies of the season.😊

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