memories


6
Jul 15

Two things about dining in Berlin

(This is extra material from our trip to Germany because it is summertime and our trip was grand.)

The food was very inexpensive. That’s the first thing. We went to a few places where the bottled water — which you do pay for — costed as much as the food. The grocery store was pretty cheap too.

The second thing we learned while eating at A Magica, a pizza place, on the suggestion of a friend. Germans eat their pizza with fork and knives. All of them. Sometimes you have to use a fork. I’ve done it. You’ve done it. No shame in it. To see an entire restaurant doing it was a bit unnerving.

Nearby the pizza parlor was Gethsemane Church, built in 1893:

The architect here used both Romanesque Revivalism with round arch windows and neo-Brick Gothic with traceries and rib vaults in the construction. His work wasn’t damaged during World War II, and there is a plate commemorating the German resistance against the Nazi government. Like many churches, this one was a meeting place for East Germans opposed to that government. The statue in the foreground is the Benedictive Christ, previously stood at the former Church of Reconciliation. That church was destroyed by the East German government in 1985 to make more space for the Berlin Wall. Since reunification it has been a central locale of civil rights groups and peace movements.

Just down the street was a cool sign for a burger joint:

I wonder how they eat those.


5
Jul 15

The first thing I saw in Brussels

(An extra memory from our time in Belgium.)

When we got off the train in Brussels, this just down from the station.

It seemed an aggressive, passive-aggressive sign. We ate elsewhere that day, but cake seemed the better of the ideas. Very hip, hipster-ish place.


4
Jul 15

Ten Fourths

This is the tenth Fourth of July we’ve spent together. We took part in part of our regular tradition: getting ribs.

We missed the fireworks because we mis-timed things. But it was raining anyway. Clearly we got the important part right.

Last year we skipped the ribs for reasons that we’ve both forgotten. Had to do with staying in with friends, I think. That’s why we missed the picture then, why there’s a placeholder there now. Next year, maybe, we’ll get it right again.

Nevertheless, the traditional Fourth photograph collage:

Fourth


2
Jul 15

Things my grandmother grew


28
Jun 15

Just good enough for a national museum’s front porch

Here we all are, getting set to learn what it means to be British at the British Museum.

That’s not what you learn at the British Museum, actually, but we saw a lot of great artifacts. Here is a selection I shared on the site last month.

We were very pleased that Adam got to come and traipse around London with us for a weekend. Always nice to hear another accent you understand. We also got to see where seven-times or so removed ancestor immigrated from. Mostly we were just happy to see our friend.