Wednesday, October 22, 2014

(Growing up, I loved certain portions of my parents' Readers Digest. The quote section of that publication was always highlighted and earmarked and now my modern day Pinterest board is full of them. So I thought I'd start sharing some of my favourite quotables on the blog every now and again- for fun, for encouragement, for a little something different. )

If you want to be a creative person, then you're gonna have to be creative in how you put your career together. There isn't a path. Part of the creativity is making your path.

Alec Sloth 

From the balcony

In my old apartment, any eruptive colourful sunset and I was up on the rooftop faster than Firas could say 'where you are you going'.  Today, was no exception. Simple reason: the sky was purple. Magnificently purple. There is something about skies like this that make every silly romantic notion of mine seem possible.
It also reminds me that there really is no outdoing Mother Nature creatively.  If it rains tonight, purple rain by Prince will be embarrassingly stuck in my head forevermore.

Dublin skies really tipped the scales this evening, friends.

Sister Sadie

Monday, October 20, 2014

I recently read someone describe themselves as both a nomad and a homebody-and the description really hit home for me.

So when I spent the morning with Alex taking in the new space that is Sister Sadie, I couldn't help but think of that same description for this cafe. Middle Eastern and Mediterranean influences with a mix of locally sourced seasonal produce, homemade granola (so good) and quite possibly the friendliest staff around.

The best of both worlds and easily, a new favourite little spot to unwind.

[Update: Vania did a lovely review of it here. Completely on point.]

A memory

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

When I was younger, I used to grab a stack of old albums from my parents room and sit and wonder about the untold stories behind the images.  My mother, in particular, was a vision in them.

My mother, the proper woman always maintaining a kept single plait and a dated shoulder padded work suit was different from the carefree girl I saw in these images. I remember being surprised by them- many of her near or on horses, others with friends nearby, her hair wind swept and the most light filled face I've seen.  They were and are still some of the most beautiful images I have in my memory.

Unbeknownst to me, Meghan captured this image of me taking my first ventures in (very) cold Irish waters a few months ago- and upon seeing it, I remember thinking of my mother.  Even though my parents and I are estranged in ways, the girl in those photos still holds me curious.

''Pare down to the essence, but don't remove the poetry.'' Leonard Koren

Amsterdam (to be continued)

Monday, October 13, 2014

DSC_0217 Another city that I serendipitously fell in love with and while I was with camera in hand whilst there, I am now realising the majority of photos were food related for two little articles Ajda is working on. So while sharing them here is on hold for a little while, I am very excited to soon be reading about (and sharing) her favourite little haunts in the city.  DSC_0192 (1) A few of mine: walks within the Jordaan district, apple pie at Papeneiland (Bill Clinton ate there!), drinks and boat rides on the canal, poffertjes in Albert Cuyp market, Surinamese broodje pom, the beauty that is within the Sukha store, nearly every store in the De Pijp area and for my next trip, more bike rides and Vondelpark.


Wednesday, September 24, 2014

DSC_0131 There are many places and experiences that find their way into memory banks quickly and this place is one of them.  A one hour ferry ride away from Amsterdam to an island that holds a lighthouse, an abandoned military fort and a singular pop-up restaurant - simplicity at its absolute best. DSC_0122 (2) DSC_0164 DSC_0156 DSC_0151


Sunday, September 21, 2014

Amsterdam: the city with 800,000 people, 1.2 million bikes , more canals than Venice and streets where the smell of coffee shops and waffle batter are only separated by a few meters.  Outside of all the typical associations with it- the streets and alleyways are little treasures of gardens, vines and florals that make directionless wanderings so necessary.  I not so jokingly called it my spirit city the last four days.

While the trip itself was booked in a moment of spontaneity, it seemed to encourage all further happenings in the same manner. The first night we were invited on a boat at sunset with the most endearing and generous Dutch family and toured all of Amsterdam via the canals. It was magic. We ate and discovered the best of the best while with the Eating with Amsterdam tour and later travelled to Vuutoreneilland, an island which held a pop-up restaurant that was just other worldly. 
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When I first set foot in the city I literally could not help but bouncing up and down in pure giddy delight. It was my first time there and Ajda said that regardless, she would imagine me doing the same on countless returns- she knows me too well that one, a true soul sister.

I cannot wait to share more with you this week friends.

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