28 March 2013

"You should never curse anything that is falling from the skies."
I've recently read that in a book. I couldn't agree more, and yet Peter is telling me that I constantly complain about the weather...

04 March 2013

Go East... where the skies are blue

Back from a very relaxing weekend in Hungary. Where the sun was shining, birds were singing and the rivers were getting dangerously full.






















They call it "little Danube"























In that street is the house where Sándor Petőfi lived when he was in town. We like to call him "the Hungarian Botev", and respectively Botev is "the Bulgarian Petőfi"


 The place where Peter's father goes fishing. He is one of those passionate fishermen that don't miss a day. And if it's freezing outside, he just makes a hole in the ice.

17 February 2013

seasons coming and going... or staying

Tired of the long winter I am desperately trying to bring spring inside...



















While winter is still feeling quite comfortable outside

17 December 2012

Christmas from the past

The other day I went out looking for some balls for the Christmas tree. Even though we decorated it mostly with things made by us, we wanted to put also a bit of the classical stuff on it. And to my greatest surprise I've found out that you can get from that type of decoration I remember from my childhood - the little mushrooms and balloons, and faces that I believe long disappeared in Bulgaria.
And they are obviously used - here on the tree in one of our offices.

12 December 2012

party on the table


In my last Hungarian lesson I learned how to say on the table and at the table. It is so much easier in Bulgarian - the same expression for both situations. And while speaking Bulgarian you cannot make the silly (and to other people funny) mistake to put someone on the table while they are sitting at the table. So practical!
Those guys, however, were clearly having a party on the table.
At a Christmas market in Zurich.

02 September 2012

I am usually careful with books. But somehow I am not angry when I get all those spots on a cooking book. I even like them. I open the book and it smells of vanilla, and my memories bring me back to those cozy Sundays when the book was used...

Now I have to admit that I bought the book on Friday and this messy look it got only after the first recipe I tried out. If the cake tastes so good as it looks? I can't wait to find out - it is still cooling down...

20 July 2012

This uncertainty and anxiety... Will it rain or not?