Today I rediscovered the Gandhi Bazar, an Indian grocery store I frequented ten years ago, when we lived in an appartment nearby. (For Austinites, it’s on the corner of Brodie and William Cannon, catty-corner to HEB.) I love going to Asian grocery stores–they smell wonderful and everything is strange, except for the occasional item we used to have in Australia, like the proper Ovaltine or rusk. Such is the Commonwealth. Continue reading
R and I looked on Yelp for a place to eat in north Austin this evening, and we ended up in Troy, a Turkish/Mediterranean place in a little strip mall where we had been once before, a couple of years ago. Continue reading
Posted in Austin, Books, Eating out, Emigration / Immigration, Food, History, Language
Tagged A Strangeness in My Mind, books, emigration, food, history, immigration, Orhan Pamuk, Turkey
Well, waddaya know? The daily writing prompt is “Recharge“, just as I was getting ready to write about refueling as an immigrant. Another term I learned recently, from Akhtar’s book Immigration and Identity.
What do you do to refuel (or recharge) as an immigrant–to get your home fix, as it were? Continue reading
Posted in Books, Emigration / Immigration, Food, Holland, Music
Tagged Andre Hazes, books, Doe Maar, Drukwerk, emigration, food, heimwee, homesickness, immigration, music, recharging, refueling, stroopwafels, writing prompt recharging
This week’s photo challenge: Harmony.
Last summer we stayed a week in upstate New York with my wonderful brother and sister in law. They took us to visit their friends’ small farm. About thirty acres, if I remember correctly. A stream, a pond, wooded area, swamp, meadows. An open barn where the animals can come and go as they please. Continue reading
Posted in Consumption, Photography, Vacations
Tagged farming, food, harmony, mixed farming, natural farming, New York State, opinion, photo challenge, photography
Late 1960s Australia. My mother adds a recipe to her limited repertoire–she discovers coleslaw. Continue reading
Posted in Emigration / Immigration, Food
Tagged coleslaw, cooking, food, gerechten, immigration, parties, picnics, potlucks, recepten, recipes, salades, salads
We finally got our new stove after having done without for months. Long story, which I’m not going to bore you with. But now we have a stove and the weather is wonderfully wintry. So the first meals I made were stamppots. Continue reading
Happy New Year!
Well, here I am again, finally. Did you miss me?
Posted in Emigration / Immigration, Food, Holland
Tagged Dutch food, emigration, food, holidays, immigration, Netherlands, nostalgia, oliebollen, traditional new year's eve food