Spontane Chill-Session bei Löscheinsatz

In Berlin hat eine Cannabis-Plantage in einer Wohnung gebrannt. Relativ unspektakulär, falsch verkabelt, Schmorbrand, Feuerwehreinsatz. Niemand verletzt und Haus steht noch. Die Nachbarn werden noch lange mit dem Raucharoma in ihren Wohnungen zu kämpfen haben und ob die paar Kilo verbrannter Marihuana-Pflanzen das besser machen, weiß ich nicht.

Ich stelle mir das ganze aber doch dann eher so vor, wie bei „Grasgeflüster“ (Saving Grace): Die Feuerwehr öffnet die Tür und HUUUIII relaxen alle erstmal einen Moment. Leider ist die Szene nirgendwo zu finden. Aber der Trailer ist trotzdem schön.

Passend dazu:

wusste gar nicht, dass das inzwischen abendfüllend geworden ist.

Drummer in the wild.

Fun with acoustics of a drum set in the wild. They claim that no digital effects were used, just plain on set recording. Pretty impressive and nicely put on tape.

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Ireland! Day Ten! The Shire!

After having seen the sea for several times we wanted to some of the green forests that were promised by the guides. We took the bus down to Strabane and from the the rambler tour bus to Gortin Glenn Forest Park, a wildlife preservation park that features several paths to have a casual walk.

Ireland! Day Nine! The Town of the Whiskey!

After the exhausting pedaling the day before we decided to do something quiet, slow and indoors. So we headed to Bushmills, the place where the famous distillery is located.

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They had a lot of these Potemkin facades with painted on shops and stuff. I read that the government put these up during the G8 summit to give the impression of a living town while in fact the whole area is breaking apart, no more jobs are available and a lot of house just stay empty and rot.

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We headed for the Distillery tour. There were no photos allowed due to security reasons – electric appliance might ignite the faint ethanol aerosols and blow up the whole distillery. But honestly there was not much to take picture of. The interesting bits were just opened for the tourists, the real deal was going on in endless stainless steel tanks, fully automated. A single guy was checking on a dozen of distilleries at the same time.

We saw the big casks their ethanol is stored in to give a bit of flavor. We heard a lot on the benefits of not having actual flavor. Sort of.

In the end there was some tasting for everyone, one whiskey free with every admission.

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Doro got the special whiskey they only sell at their gift shop. It’s supposed to taste of honey and sweetness.

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I think it did not taste that much of honey.

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I had the regular one, to check if it’s worth buying. Although I’m smiling, it is not great.

The guide spent a lot of time to tell us that in fact the scotch is better. Where the scots burn peat to use its smoke to get flavor into the raw mixture, the Irish use dry heat. Flavorless. Where the Scots distill only twice to preserve the taste, the Irish distill it three times to get rid of all flavor, then water it down, then put in bourbon casks to mask everything with vanilla flavor.

And the resulting taste is just boring. I might be harsh on the Irish whiskey, I only visited the big mainstream distillery. It is like judging German beer after visiting the Beck’s brewery. But still – the famous Bushmills whiskey is only okay with Cola.

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We then took again the Rambler Tour Bus to get away and to the next stop. Dunluce Castle. But first: Cows.

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The Castle is an old ruin, just clinging to a piece of rock over the sea. Half of it broke away, taking some servants with it. It is now a museum for its history.

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Did I mention I don’t like tourists?

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The castle is situated on a beautiful piece of coastline. It must have looked spectacular when it was still fully functional.

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You could climb  down a slippery flight of stairs and check out the castle from below.

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There was also this cave of unknown function. It headed directly to the sea.

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As you might notice, the weather quickly got foggier and foggier.

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I turned into spider man. Obviously.

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Soon we couldn’t see anymore for 50 meters. The horizon vanished in gradient from sea to clouds. Beautiful.

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I have tons and tons of pictures of basically nothing. I love this feeling so much. All the sunshine in the world does not amaze as much as a cloudy foggy day at the sea.

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We then got back to Derry  using the bus. I think we were happy that this day was a rather relaxed and short day. And I was so happy because fog.

 

Ireland! Day Eight! Bicycle, Bicycle, Bicycle Race!

We soon realised, that  we won’t get to the good places on foot or by just relying on public transport. I stumbled across a website on the interwebs promising a bike tour for „Derry Day Trippers“. It sounded just right for us, inexperienced tourists, a simple day tour on bikes to see Ireland’s most northern point. Some 40 km of flat lands. Or so we thought. 

Bilbo Fuckfinger Baggins.

Sometimes it is one of these days.

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The only recipe you’ll ever need.

Dear Sir/Adam,
it came to my knowledge that you were in need of special information concerning the creation of what is known as cake icing with the help of the tears of lemons.
To achieve this noble quest Thou shalt do the following, in this precise order. Any and all disturbance during the process will result in unforeseeable consequences that might quite possibly destroy the earth. Don’t be fooled by your eyes and senses, use precise measuring equipment and you shall succeed.

Apricot Couronne

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I recently became a big fan of the show „The Great British Bake Off“ where a bunch of contestants is baking to win the prize of best baker of the year. The show is drama-free, relaxed and makes you wanting to bake so so much. One of the hosts is Paul Hollywood whose recipe I gave a try. The Apricot couronne is a ring shaped yeast dough with a filling of dried apricots, walnut and raisin, glazed with apricot jam and iced with powdered sugar. It tastes so so delicious.

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Ireland! Day One! Amsterdam!

We went to Ireland.

We just felt like getting too much sun in Berlin. We needed to act fast. So we booked flights to visit our acquaintance Valentina in Derry/Londonderry. But as most of you, unknown readers of this site, know, every trip you’ll ever do has to begin in Amsterdam.

Cops and wooden shoes. Amsterdam!

The bible is so much fun. not.

Just read the chapter in THE HOLY BIBLE about King Joram of Israel and his fight against king Moab of somewhere else. Joram is forcing Moab to give him thousands of sheep and wool every year. For not breaking their faces. At one point, Moab says “Screw Joram, I’ll keep my sheep!” and Joram says “Screw Moab, I will break his face and everyone else’s face!” He gathers the other Kings (how many were there?) and heads towards the lands of Moab. They run out of water, because they didn’t bring any. So Joram speaks to God, and God answers: “I give you lots of water, but only if you kill everyone on Moab’s side, burn their house, cover their lands in rocks and just generally be a dick towards them.” Joram nods and says “Ok.” He then heads away and kills and murders and rapes and destroys the land. When they approach Moab, he desperately sacrifices his son for protection. Joram is disgusted by the sight and everybody goes home. Leaving a trail of blood and death. In the name of THE LORD.

Great story.

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