Food et Reading

Fall Semester [and hopefully my last] started for me today.
Nevertheless, I won't cease leisure readings just because...

So apart from tons of books I have/need to read, I am also reading this book by Suzanna Clarke A House In Fez.

And because we are mad about it, we're celebrating it by having these:

Mint Tea w/ Honey

ChickPea Salad w/ basil leaves, mint leaves, uber-delish tomatoes, purple onions, vinaigrette and feta cheese. And oven-roasted lamb (not pictured).
Next: Falafel w/ Tahini Sauce =)

Extremely loud and incredibly close.

You must read this.



Meet nine year old Oskar who has just lost his
father in the 9/11 and he will take you on an
incredible adventure around New York city!
I believe you will fall in love with him.

Here:

'What about little microphones? What if everyone swallowed them and they played the sounds of our hearts through little speakers, which could be in the pouches of our overalls? When you skateboarded down the street at night you could hear everyone's heartbeat, and they could hear yours, sort of like sonar. (...) That would be so weird, except that the place in the hospital where babies are born would sound like a crystal chandelier in a houseboat, because the babies wouldn't have had time to match their heartbeats yet. And at the finish line at the end of the New York City Marathon it would sound like war.'

It is one of the single most beautiful books I
have ever read in my life.

- E

What I just read.

"How much do you love me", Midori asked.
"Enough to melt all the tigers in the world to butter", I said.

OR

"What do you mean (I am) really cute?"
"So cute mountains crumble and oceans dry up."

(Gosh.)


Ellyvstheworld

I mean this book is really special.
And remember how we went to see him in HI?
When he said that the thing he most enjoys
is having a beer in the evenings?

I remember.

- E

Estoy leendo.

After breaking my camera and dropping the other one on a very dirty toilet floor in a pub I have kind of given up. So I read. Oh boi do I read. I read so my eyes feel dry and my pockets as empty as a river on a low tide. But it does not matter as the whole of my inside is filled with stories that make my heart race and my mind enlargen from its original size only meant for academic scripts. Anyway, whenever I do not spend my time with my nose in a book I find myself in the most impossible situations both in the water as well as on land.

This far I have managed to:
- cut out half of my left toe
- kick my own boards fin making a massivolicious cut on the inside of my right foot
- tipped over so that I almost repeated the toe cut on my right toe
- cut the inside of my foot a bit more by kicking the fin while duck diving under waves
- get hammered in the small waves that have hit the Spanish coast
- break two cameras
- drop a hoodie on a very filthy toilet floor and then throw it out on the instant without thinking that I might actually need the hoodie as the weather Gods are playing tricks on our crew

Ah well. Holiday and good times come at a certain price I guess. And mine is high.
Here is a list of what I have read so far:

Meet mr. Poirot, mrs. Marple and mr. Quinn in a collection of A. Christie's best. Includes the wonderful Mousetrap story that has been shown in the theatres of London for ever and ever.

The story of little Sophia spending her summers in the Finnish archipelago with her (a bit sickly) grandmother and (oh so manly) father. A wonderful read with one of my most beloved sequences in the literature history:

* Sophia is crying and screaming.
The grandmother is starting to feel a bit sick and she yells out to Sophia
- Stop screaming or I will puke on you!
Now that is love.

This one is all about love. Nicole Krauss' second novel has so much to it that I feel pity for the people who write book recensions for a living. After reading this all you want to do is name your first born Alma.

Warning. I bought this horrendous thing as it was only 3 euros at the Biarritz market and had almost 600 pages to it. What can I say, I do not enjoy chick lit.

Based in South Africa (written in 1950) tells the story of Mary and Dick Turner, who live in the country of hard life, hard values and the every day life filled with racial tension between the white landlords and the 'natives' (as called in the book). A hard read as it makes you feel so engrossed by the white ways and...all of it. Be prepared to feel your stomach turn at every n-word mentioned in the lines. I still have not finished this one but I will. With time. I just need to put the book down every now and again to look at my love and think that we at least have broken some racial boundaries. I think.

So there you have it. Now you know exactly what is going down in then blue Quetchua tent of ours. A whole lot of reading.
- E

The Road by: Cormac McCarthy

"The Road is a 2006 novel by American writer Cormac McCarthy. It is a post-apocalyptic tale describing a journey taken by a father and his young son over a period of several months across a landscape blasted years before by an unnamed cataclysm that destroyed civilization and, seemingly, most life on earth."

Just finished reading this. This is very captivating. A page turner. Heartwarming. It made me teary eyed.

When you can... check it out.

McCarthy also wrote All The Pretty Horses, you maybe familiar with this. And the No Country for Old Men, which came out in the movies just recently.

I'm still reading that book by Jared Diamond (Gun, Steel & Germs). And starting Eckhart Tolle's book, A New Earth.