Jun 12, 2010

FRUITY


When I was about to pay this the cashier said:
'Do you know that it costs 40kr?'
'Jo jag vet.' =)
'Ok, just wanted to tell you because many people think it is very expensive.'
=)
Now that's what I call service!

ROMANIAN ICRE

When I grew up, this was one of our favorite Romanian entrees on New Year's
dinners or other special events, like birthdays, Easter or parties.

It is a sort of aioli, only with caviar instead of garlic. I used sikrom today, but it
should be löjrom. I just wanted to experiment and see what sik gave me.
Unfortunately disapppointment.

  • Put the caviar in a bowl.
  • Add a few drops of lemon juice  - this step is very important since lemon makes the                oil go fluffy and white.
  • Stir ( I am comfortable with a wooden spoon ) - like you do when you do mayonnaise.
  • Add sunflower oil (because it doesn't really have any taste in comparison to olive oil)  little at a time, and be careful not to 'cut' the composition.

  •   Keep stirrring while the oil is added, and see how a thick fluffy paste is being                       formed. 
  • Continue adding oil, and when it gets too dense (then the volume shrinks) add a few       drops of water. The water will multiply the icre.
  • Repeat until you have the desired volume. This varies according to taste. I usually add more caviar because I love caviar. 
  • Finish with adding salt after taste, but note that caviar is already salt.
  • Serve it on homemade bread =)  or in these little cups from ICA!



LITERATURE


Proudly presents an aquaintance of mine from the days of New York,

on her new novel currently awaiting the Pulitzer Prize Board:

'Sometimes that Happens With Chicken'
Wanda Shapiro

Buy it on Amazon or download it for free at:


Excerpt from the book, chapter 10. It was hard to pick something to post, because everything is so good for showing:

Somehow, Nat pulled it off and no one seems to be the wiser. You’re hearing the story now, but then, in the summer of 1999, no one knew anything about Nat’s building full of Amandas and there aren’t very many things that only one man knows. Even the secret story of Nat’s life has three people completely in the know.
Six Amandas, one more than Nat’s intended five Amandas, live in the very same building and have no idea that they were handpicked from hundreds of rental applications for the single reason that their names are all Amanda.
And why Amandas?
Nat honestly has no idea. Amandas came to him in his sleep whether he wanted them to or not. To his recollection, he has never even met an Amanda. There wasn’t a girl from town when he was in boarding school. His mother had never mentioned any Amandas. His first love wasn’t named Amanda. There wasn’t a pretty girl named Amanda who sat next to him in physics. None of his friends introduced him to their cousin Amanda. There seems to be no reason to explain Nat’s obsession with Amandas other than, of course, his formerly not-so-frequently reoccurring dream.






Also, this quote from Mayowa on www.penswithcojones.com  post on writers quotes I liked:



I am a man, and alive...For this reason I am a novelist. And being a novelist, I consider myself superior to the saint, the scientist, the philosopher, and the poet, who are all great masters of different bits of man alive, but never get the whole hog.
~D.H. Lawrence


The source of today's inspiration!

SPRING FÖR LIVET

Fit for ICA Stigbergstorget, just in case. Time to leave really.

SPIT THE SHIT

Timbaland The King: 
Best of Give it to me lyrics:

......getty go
.....I getta do what I dont go
I fast.....
It aint reach the ....
aha
aha
pomp up!.
laughing all the way to the top...
....sexy....
wanna see you  work your body aha ah aha aha...
we aint here to hurt nobody
we   aha  aha



First final version of SPIT THE SHIT  -- Latent Lucia
Experimental layout: Bob Dylan 5min song incubation

Spit the shit
Spit the shit
Aha   aha aha (melody goes up)

Don't mess with me
Don't ah-mess- ss-ss with me
crunch, aha yeah
knip, aha yeah

Spit the shit
spit the shit  at all
ya all aha aha


love my track
not the trak - tor
but the track
tram track
spit the shit
spit the shit

a-a-a afraid (melody goes up)
5 min passed - fifan
I don't got all day
only til mon-day
spit the shit


rationality da shit
spit shit,  aha jaha
a-ha a-ha aha
spit the shit
boom sha boom boom
MELODY COMING SHORTLY! DUE TO CHANGES...

KNOW

Things you didn't know about fraktalkine (CX3CR1) but wish you did:

  • Reduced inflammatory and neuropathic pain and decreased spinal microglial response in fractalkine receptor (CX3CR1) knockout mice    --->  What?!?

  • Association of Common Polymorphisms in the Fractalkine Receptor (CX3CR1) With Obesity.    
                 --> I am so off the sweets!
  • CX3CR1/CX3CL1 axis negatively controls glioma cell invasion and is modulated by transforming growth factor-beta1.           -->  Oopsii!

  • The monocyte chemokine receptor CX3CR1 does not play a significant role in the pathogenesis of experimental autoimmune uveoretinitis (EAU).  --->    EAU in rats, mice, guinea pigs and monkeys is a prototypic T-cell mediated autoimmune disease that targets the neural retina and related tissues.

     

CENSUR

Oj, I reached the level where I actually have to censure my posts. Interesting.
Advanced journalism.

In the meantime my smultronbuske is growing happily like fish in the water!
Sweet.

DAMAGED

I pick the spines of infected mice repeatedly for the research that I justify
to the society. While doing it I think: thank god my spine is straight, non-infected
and still connected.

For goodness sake, straighten up, put your shoulders down and be grateful for every
 little thing you were given! The opportunity to experience what troubles
are means that you live. We are only here to continue walking, and for some walking
 means running the mega marathon.

If these posts about complaints seem inappropriate then I will excuse myself with the
fact that I am not only rational unfortunately. And I allow myself not to be.

When I have to get something off my chest, I will use my blog within a reasonable frame.
The unpleasant or non-attractive posts I can comfort myself with the fact that it is so easy
to scroll down. And I expose myself already and sometimes it feels good.

I will not forget to tell myself over and over again, that I release all my fear.
Now this looks much better. I got it out of my system. Thank you.

VISSEN

I was hit again today that the only thing that creates stress for me is the fact of my
lacking knowledge.
I become more and more familiar with this idea, and getting rid of this fact feels like
moving Kebnekajse.
Where do I start? How much should I stay on each subject, what should I prioritize?
And do I have time?


My situation is cruel.
I have no other option than to just continue taking another step in the direction
of time. The alternative does not exist. There is no source or path appearing as
we speak to take the road less traveled.
Less traveled?! I just want to find ANY other road, tourist polluted, worn-down,
retro, from the 80's, a new one.
Any road that does not turn the way mine does, but I can only keep on walking.

What is that I see over there? Is that a stone? Where there are stones, there are tracks?



































For this I want to curse the moon.

HERREGUD

Herpes did it again, it managed to infect even this blog!
(Herpes har ju lyckats igen, den har tom infekterat den här bloggen!)
Will buy some Acyclovir tomorrow to treat it with..
(Får köpa lite Acyclovir och smörja in den imorgon...)
I thought I saw some blisters on the layout!
(Jag tyckte väl att jag såg lite blåsor på layouten!)