There are plenty of stuff to write about, but only fractions will be fitting to write about here. :-)
I worry that hearing a really stupid and pointless facts accidentally will replace something important and valuable from my memory.
Like hearing that Justin Biebers fans are called beliebers. Wonder what that inane fact replaced?…. Guess I’ll never know. Sorry for putting it into your brain too.
Someone ought to be in charge of keeping these things of the public media. But the again, who want’s a worldwide great firewall anyway. Still, sometimes its funny to toy with the thought.
Recently I told my wife that she should consider herself lucky, that I met her before I found out this coffee machine existed. Else I’d have married it instead. She still thinks I’m joking.
Man it is good.
It grind beans and cleans itself before and after its started/stopped, so the coffee is always fresh and yummy. Never cared much for the quality of my work’s coffee, but drink it since it’s better than nothing.
I have to say, that having one of these babies at home isn’t helping work coffee’s case at all.
Changing our tumbler, I found this alternative wiring solution hidden behind our old washer.
It was almost melted and covered with ants. They might have set a tiny short circuit in motion threatening to start a fire in the future. Impressively enough the power still worked out, but who knows for how long. I’ve had my problems with ants in the room, but thought I had it under control. Seems I got a little help from the bad wiring.
That’s what you get for buying an older house. I find odd stuff all the time, even though I find the house in pretty good condition generally. At least I found this possible firetrap before it went off.
In the same room I had a shortcut happen due to water sprinkling from the sink above a socket. That’s taken care off too, so think we’re good now.
Nov 4th, 2012 by Peter
Some would call my hand posture gay… Me? I call it elegant.
I like most cheese… I haven’t always, but 7-8 years ago, I went from accepting mozzarella on pizza, burgers, lasagna and toast, to eating a range of varities fresh and cold on bread. At first I mostly ate the mild ones, but that has gradually changed as I grew accustomed to the taste.
There was once in my cheese rookie days, when I couldn’t decline without feeling rude.
My brother and I visited my uncle and his new girlfriend. We never met her and did our best to be polite. So after being offered some cheese, we said yes.
What I remember from that day, was that it was stinky and extremely strong tasting. Both my brother and I downed it with bread, but we had a hard time keeping a straight face. It was that strong.
My brother told me later how he could smell it on his fingers 2 days afterwards. Even after intense hand washing. I couldn’t but I wasn’t the one who had to touch it to cut a few slices.
I always thought the cheese was a special local version, but later I found out that it can be found in well-stocked stores. Its called “Stærk Jyde” (translates to “Strong Jutlander” – Jutland being a peninsula and part of Denmark). I bet many Danes recognize the name from the supermarkets.
A few days ago, I decided to try it again. I suspected that I’ve grown as a cheese eater and maybe it wasn’t as strong as I remembered. C and I opened it last weekend as part of our breakfast. It was stinky alright, but that goes for most older cheese. I took one bite of it on bread. It was around that time I decided that I weren’t just a wuss the first time. This cheese is exceptionally strong. It’s like ‘old’ and ‘death’ met up and made some really dirty and smelly love in your mouth. I had to spit it out in the trash bin. I still can’t grasp how I downed it the first time.
I don’t consider myself a chicken when it comes to strong cheese. I’ve eaten “Gamle Ole” (translated “Old Ole” – Ole being a common Christian name here), which is widely accepted as the strongest well-known cheese in Denmark and I liked that one. They are matured about the same amount of time (Strong Jutlander 30-35 weeks and Old Ole 40 weeks). But the “Strong Jutlander” is the worst/strongest cheese I’ve had so far. It’s a hands down winner.
So who the hell eats this stuff? Turns out at least my wife does. Amazingly enough, she says it reminds her of stinky tofu. I have to agree on that part, not that it makes any difference to me. The stinky tofu I had in China was even worse and not at all something I want to eat again.
Here’s a picture of innocent looking sucker on our breakfast table:
And here’s 2 pictures of Mark being offered to smell the cheese:
If you understand Danish, there’s a link to the cheese and producer here.
What scares me the most, is that the same dairy appear to make an even stronger cheese matured for 52 weeks! That’s almost double as long.
Have you tried this cheese and do you agree with me or? Drop a line in the comments.
Oct 28th, 2012 by Peter
As I was struggling to push the way too small, and therefore overloaded and cumbersome stroller with Mark in it through the grass, Mark suddenly said:
“Dad… you are noisy!”
Ok, I may have been huffing and puffing a bit, but only because the lil’ bastard for once was too lazy to walk himself. I only brought the damn stroller because the missus told me to. And only in case Mark would need it on the walk home from the playground.
Dishes in order of appearance:
1. Chicken in onion/garlic sauce with chili, paprika, thyme and rosemary ready to go to the oven.
2. Meatballs with celery root in parsley sauce.
3. Fried pork with beans, onions, garlic, star anise and soy.
4. Squid in chili sauce – just before hitting the barbecue.
I know squid may not be that odd, but we rarely see it fresh in one whole piece here in Denmark. Lately we found a new fish shop, that has it from time to time.
Btw, seems the camera in my new phone sucks compared to my old one…. hmmmm…