Grant me the courage to accept the things I cannot change,
the courage to change things I cannot accept
and the wisdom to find ways of removing from the scene those
who get on my nerves.

Also help me to be careful of the toes I step on today,
as they may be connected to the feet I may have to kiss tomorrow.

Help me to always give 100% at work
12% on Monday
23% on Tuesday
40% on Wednesday
20% on Thursday
and 5% on Friday.

Help me remember that when I’m having a bad day
and it seems that people are trying to wind me up,
it takes 42 muscles to frown,
28 muscles to smile
and only 4 to extend my arm and collar someone.

– author unknown

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Wind in the Willows – and so much more

Who does not know a willow on sight, those elegantly slim trees with long, flexible branches?
Did you know there are more than 400 known species of willow, also known as salix? Varieties range from trees to shrubs to creepers. Willows can often be found in parks near ponds or along rivers, making a wonderful, ornamental feature. They are also ideal for keeping waterlogged areas dry.

Thanks to the willow we now have a medicine that revolutionised pain treatments. An acid contained in the sap was the base for the later invented synthetic version known as aspirin. People in the older days would chew or brew the bark to treat fever and pain such as head- or toothache. Now we just conveniently swallow a pill. Worth hugging a tree for, don’t you think? Go on then.

In mythology and literature the willow is often connected with mysticism or life of one sort or the other. In the Northern Hemisphere the willow tree symbolises death or grief, whereas in China the willow stands for immortality and rebirth. In Shakespeare’s “Othello” Desdemona puts her fear and sorrow into “The Willow Song”. Hans Christian Andersen mentions in his story “Under the Willow Tree” an Elder Mother and Willow Father, under which the main character Knut finds solace. Similarities can be found in Disney’s “Pocahontas” where Grandmother Willow, a wise and ancient figure, is depicted as a speaking willow tree. Another famous willow is “The Whomping Willow” from the Harry Potter book series, a tree with attitude, standing tall in the grounds of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Other legends tell of witches crafting brooms from willow tree branches.

My favourite variety is the weeping willow due to its very distinctive, roundish shape. During my childhood I had one in front of my bedroom window. I could (and probably did) spent hours just looking at the branches moving like long hair in the wind. The leaves would flick in the breeze, showing their whitish underside. Sunlight would filter through them, bringing the tree to life, mesmerising me. During the flowering period, the tree looked like as if it was wearing curlers – or was inhabited by millions of hairy caterpillars.Caterpillars are pretty but turn creepy if there are more than twenty in one spot, therefore I preferred the curler version. I imagined the willow would have liked to be a corkscrew willow rather than a weeping one. I could relate to that, having had very long straight hair at that time (spaghetti hair as I called it) and was wishing for a mop of curly hair. I got my wish in the 80s but it was more poodle perm than corkscrew. One is never happy with what one has…

If you want to plant a willow close to any structure you have to take into account that they tend to spread their roots everywhere and often close to the surface to get as much water as possible. My willow lifted up the paving alongside our block of flats and of the carpark – a mortal sin. Also the sticky flowers (catkin) would drop on cars and were hard to remove – another mortal sin. I tried to rescue my tree but there is only so much a teenager can do against a chain saw. The front of the house never looked the same after the removal. I rescued two young twigs and just stuck them in the ground at my secret hide-out. They took root and have been growing quite tall since. Sorry, location is still secret.

Willows grow amazingly easy and fast. A reason why they can be grown as hedge and branches can be “harvested” almost yearly for making baskets, furniture or other creations.
Have you ever wanted a handmade wicker basket? Don’t be put off by the price. Just pay for it. I once tried making one myself (with emphasis on “tried”) and I assure you, the money is well spent. Basket making is a skill. So is creating any other willow feature.

On my sightseeing trips through the United Kingdom I came across some astounding art creations in the gardens of the National Trust house “Knightshayes” near Tiverton, Devon.
I recently contacted the local artist and the magnificent creations should to be on display again from Easter onwards. Enjoy!

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Driftwood Art, seen in New Zealand (East Coast of the North Island)



Sag mir, was DU siehst…
Hexenkunst?
Voodoo-Zeichen?
Einen Totenkopf?
Kopf vom Wal?
Eine Schlange?
Ein Rinderschädel?
Ein Tigerzahn?

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Driftwood Art, seen in New Zealand (East Coast of the North Island)



Tell me, what do YOU see?
Witch craft?
Voodoo signs?
A human skull?
Head of a whale?
A snake?
A bull’s skull?
A tiger’s tooth?

Gestern habe ich über die Lieblings-Sandwich-Variationen der Briten berichtet. Wenn dir die gefallen haben und du wagemutig bist, probier einige der wunderbar-seltsamen Sandwich-/Toastkreationen auf der verlinkten Liste, zusammengesammelt aus aller Welt bei Mr Breakfast. Guten Appetit!

Yesterday I talked about sandwich variations loved by Brits. If you are daring enough to try some more weird and wonderful sandwich/toast creations from around the world, check out this list by Mr Breakfast. Enjoy!

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Sandwiches, Sandwiches

Ich werde oft von meinen Kontakten in Deutschland gefragt, wie ich mit dem englischen Essen überleben kann. Ziemlich gut, finde ich. Man kann hier im Supermarkt die gleichen Sachen kaufen. Es kommt nur darauf an, was man damit macht. Es gibt nicht täglich Fish & Chips. Ich kann immer noch italienische Nudeln kochen oder indisches Curry oder chinesisches Stir-Fry oder den traditionellen Sonntagsbraten mit Gemüse, Kartoffeln (geröstet, nicht gekocht), Soße und – typisch Britisch – Yorkshire Pudding (knusprig gebackener Eierteig, ist aber kein Nachtisch). Wenn man mich fragt, vergiss das Gemüse, hab mehr Yorkshire Puds.
Es stimmt, die Auswahl an Brot ist nicht besonders und diese enthalten mehr Luft als Nährwerte, aber was die Briten daraus machen, sollte man mal probiert haben.

Die Briten lieben Sandwiches. Die Deutschen sind unübertroffen wenn es um Brotlaib-Varianten mit Zwiebel, Sesam, Dinkel, Kartoffel, Kümmel, Apfel, Buttermilch und Mohn geht. Die Briten sind dafür führend in Toastvariationen: weiß, Dänisch weiß, dunkel, Mehrkorn, Halb und Halb, Farmhaus, krustig, Tiger, Malz, dünn geschnitten, medium, dick, extra dick und für schwierige Kinder ohne Kruste.

Bestellt man ein Sandwich im Tea Room oder im Restaurant erhält man dazu mit ziemlicher Sicherheit einige Salatblätter zur Dekoration und Kartoffelchips als Beilage.
Traditionelle Beläge sind Eier mit Mayonnaise, Thunfisch mit Salatgurke, Kochschinken mit Käse, Käse mit in Essig eingelegtes Gemüse-Dip, indisch Huhn Tikka und gebratener Speck mit Salat und Tomate (BLT).
Für diejenigen, die keine Zeit für ein warmes englisches Frühstück haben, gibt es das All-Day-Breakfast Sandwich auf die Faust. Dies ist eine Kombination aus gebratener Wurst, Speck und Ei mit Ketchup. Das Toastbrot schmeckt man nicht wirklich, es dient nur dazu, die Füllung zusammen zu halten. Unter den Sandwiches ist dies eines meiner Favoriten.
Für die mehr abenteuerlustigen Geschmacksknospen gibt es Brie mit Preiselbeeren, Schweinebraten mit Apfelmus, Lachs mit Frischkäse, Huhn mit Chorizo-Wurst und Roastbeef mit Meerrettich.

Die besten und ungewöhnlichsten Sandwiches muss man sich aber selber zusammenstellen.
Für eine Überdosis an Kohlenhydraten probiert man den “Chip Butty”: Frische oder kalte, übriggebliebene, dicke Pommes Frites zwischen zwei Scheiben gebutterten, weißen Toast (nicht toasten) mit Ketchup, Brown Sauce (ähnlich BBQ, aber nicht so rauchig, mit mehr Essig) oder Curry Sauce.
Ein britischer Kollege machte mich auf dieses Sandwich aufmerksam. Da ich kein Fan der anderen, bei Briten sehr beliebten Kohlenhydrat-Bombe (gebackene weiße Bohnen auf Toast) bin, war ich daher eher skeptisch was diese Kombination anbelangte. Aber nach nur einem Biss war ich bekehrt. Brad, danke für dieses Geschmackserlebnis!

Eine weitere, interessante Sandwich-Version ist der “Fish Finger Butty”: Gebratene Fischstäbchen zwischen zwei Scheiben gebutterten, weißen Toast (nicht toasten), oft mit Sauce Tartar oder Ketchup. Was kann man hieran nicht mögen?

Ursprünglich als Essen der Arbeitsklasse eingestuft, findet man diese zwei Sandwich-Varianten heutzutage selten in Pubs. Ich weiß, dass der “Black Boy” Pub in Winchester, Hampshire – UK, Fischstäbchen-Sandwich auf der Speisekarte hat. Die Größe des Sandwich war enorm. Der Pub ist allein schon aufgrund seiner ungewöhnlichen Dekoration einen Besuch wert. Jeder freie Platz ist angefüllt mit Sammlungen von ausgestopften Tieren, Garnspulen, Flaschenöffnern, Miniatur-Whiskey-Flaschen und Aufklebern (siehe Tischkunst vom 07.12.2015). Unbedingt die Toilette (für Damen, weiß nicht, wie es bei den Herren aussieht) aufsuchen, die Sprüche an den Wänden lesen und sich von Hunderten an die Decke geklebten Puppenaugen beobachten lassen. Ungewöhnlich und nur schwer zu vergessen. Ich kann nur sagen, der Pub hat einen bleibenden Eindruck bei mir hinterlassen.

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Sandwiches, Sandwiches

I often get asked by my contacts in Germany, how I can survive on the British food. Well, actually, pretty good! Believe it or not, the supermarkets do offer similar food, it all just comes down to what you do with it. It is not all fish & chips here. I can still cook Italian pasta or Indian curry or Chinese stir fry or the traditional Sunday Roast with vegetable, potatoes (roasted, not cooked), gravy and – very British – Yorkshire pudding. If you ask me, forget the vegetable, have more Yorkshire puds.
The bread assortment isn’t great and contains more air than sustenance, I’ll give you that, but what the Brits make with it is worth tasting.

The Brits love their sandwiches. The Germans excel in unusual bread loaf varieties such as onion, sesame, spelt, potato, caraway, apple, buttermilk, and poppy seed. The Brits lead in toast varieties: white, Danish white, brown, seeded, half and half, farmhouse, crusty, tiger, malted, sliced thin, medium, thick, extra thick and for difficult kids with no crust.

Order a sandwich in a tea room or restaurant and it will most certainly come with some salad leaves for decoration and crisps on the side. Traditional fillings are egg-mayo, tuna-cucumber, ham-cheese, cheese-pickles, chicken tikka and bacon-lettuce-tomato (blt). For those you have no time for a cooked full English breakfast there is the all-day-breakfast sandwich on the go, a combination of sausage, bacon, egg and ketchup. You won’t taste the toast, it merely serves to hold the filling together. One of my favourites.
For the more adventurous taste buds there is brie with cranberry, hog roast with apple sauce, salmon and cream cheese, chicken-chorizo and roast beef with horseradish.

But the best and most unusual ones you have to assemble yourself.
For a carb overload try Chip Butty: Fresh or cold left-over chips (preferably from a Chinese take-away) between 2 slices of white, buttered bread (not toasted) with ketchup, brown sauce or curry sauce.
I was introduced to this sandwich by a British colleague. I am not a fan of the other carb bomb loved by Brits – baked beans on toast –  and therefore was very sceptic about this combination. But one bite and I was converted. Thank you Brad, for expanding my food horizon!

Another interesting sandwich version is the Fish Finger Butty: Yes, you’ve guessed it – fried fish fingers on white, buttered bread (not toasted), often with sauce tartar or  ketchup. What’s not to like about that?

Even though originally considered a work-class meal, these two sandwich variations are nowadays rarely found on pub menus. I happen to know that the “Black Boy” pub in Winchester offers Fish Finger Butty. The size of the sandwich was enormous. The pub itself is worth a visit. Every available spots is filled with collections of stuffed animals, bobbins, bottle openers, miniature whisky bottles and stickers (see Table Art 07.12.2015). Visit the toilet and get watched by hundreds of doll’s eyes glued to the ceiling while reading the remarks on the walls. Unusual and hard to forget. I can truly say, this pub has left a lasting impression on me.

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