Wednesday, 31 August 2011

Preparing for Winter...

These photographs were less than half an hour old at the time of posting...

Originally I didn't have anything to enter The Gallery this week (the subject is Animals), but having just been for a quick walk in the woods, I came across this little guy who quite happily posed for me for a couple of minutes.  He then lost his temper and actually screeched at me very loudly to leave him alone and let him get on with his preparations for winter!  No doubt he will over-prepare, and next year the owners of the house will spend a lot of time in the garden removing small shoots from nuts he had squirrelled away in forgotten hiding places -  just like I had to in ours...  I have felt for a while that the change in seasons is well underway, and he has just confirmed it to me! 



Tuesday, 30 August 2011

Plenty


In an effort to make the most of local produce (and eat more vegetarian food in our house on a more regular basis), I find myself cooking more and more from books like the beautiful Plenty by Yotam Ottelenghi...if there was ever a book that would convince the most stubborn meat eater that they might just like to try vegetarian food then this is it...

This caramelised new potato (with Danish potatoes of course - they are very good at those!), tatin with goats cheese and roasted tomatoes (that's what the slightly darker bits are around the edge, I promise you it wasn't burned!), was one of those dishes that I thought we would end up eating between ourselves with the small people complaining how much they didn't like it, but I like being proved wrong (occasionally!) - they asked for thirds!

Also looking forward to the New Hugh Fearnley Whittingstall Book - Veg Everyday, which is out in a few weeks. If anyone can recommend any other decent vegetarian cookbooks to inspire me in the meantime, with recipes that don't make you feel like you are "missing out" on meat or fish, then that would be just great, thank you :)

Sunday, 28 August 2011

Saturday, 27 August 2011

The Experimentarium

I know I have spoken about The Experimentarium previously, but I can't stress enough that if you have young children and you are moving to Copenhagen, or you are just passing through, you must make sure you visit this place. If you are here for a while, it really makes sense to buy a season ticket, a couple of visits and it's paid for itself. Trust me, you will visit so often that it doesn't make sense not to have one, it has been a real life saver here for me at times!

We hadn't visited for a while, and I was somewhat hesitant about going as the Body Worlds exhibition is currently there (it's now there until the 4th September), albeit in a separate area away from the main part of the museum. I wasn't sure about my two viewing it as they are still so small, but it was quite hard to avoid on arrival and it intrigued them, so we decided to test the water by starting off with the tame stuff in the glass case in the foyer, and they were completely fascinated. Obviously, I didn't overly stress to them that what they were viewing had actually been real once upon a time, but they certainly weren't scared by it! It turned out that it wouldn't have mattered if we had chosen not to visit, as there was a Body World exhibit hanging in the main part of the museum anyway, but I kind of find it refreshing that they don't hide certain things from children here, and they don't stop them from doing certain things in case it upsets them (sheep's heart and lung dissection for three year olds anyone?), life is life and there's certainly no pretending about things.

It's really nice because the displays constantly change so you are not visiting the same old stuff again and again too. This time there was a huge area dedicated to animal senses. Small boy immediately took off and spent a good ten minutes being a bee pollinating flowers, cheered on by a gathering of Japanese tourists, all snapping away and exclaiming how "Kawai" (cute) he was... I think he rather enjoyed performing for the cameras somewhat!

As always the staff are on hand to help you out, give direction, or explain stuff to the children. This time my six year old was eager to take part in a real experiment.... Meet Egg.

Egg was given to us in a plastic bag containing 3 straws, a balloon, some paper, some string and some sellotape. The idea was to design a protective container for Egg, using the given materials only, so that he would survive being slung off a high balcony without being smashed. Unfortunately for them, my children had the wrong parent with them. Their engineering father would have proved to be a much more reliable science partner, but nonetheless we came up with the idea to encapsulate Egg inside the balloon first before blowing it up, and then sticking stuff around the balloon to help him survive the fall. Three times we successfully managed to get him inside the balloon, successfully inflated it, and three times, the six year old managed to burst it rather loudly with what turned out to be a jagged nail. Constantly asking for balloons from the "Scientist" was getting a bit embarrassing, and Small Boy was at this stage sitting with his hands firmly clamped over his ears, so we decided on a different tactic...The Six Year Old really enjoyed the experiment, and her brother enjoyed being picked up by his rather glamorous assistant so that he could see Egg descend rather quickly, and be smashed into smithereens on the floor below. Apparently next time I have to stay at home, and Daddy's going with them. I might sneak along anyway and take a book and sit in the cafe, because that's also nice!We will miss this place, it's pretty special.

Tuesday, 23 August 2011

Nature's Finest

Beautiful Nature

After our lovely afternoon near Tisvildeleje a couple of weeks ago, we decided to venture back again on Sunday, wringing out what is likely to be the last of the summer (whilst feeling ever so slightly cheated by the fact that there are now snow boots in the shops for crying out loud...)!

For a change of scenery, this time we walked to nearby Troldeskoven - Witch Wood - thus called as the trees look like they have come straight out a fairytale (more Brother's Grimm than HC Andersen though) having been sculpted by the wind into gnarled and twisted shapes. The kids loved it, and we sat for ages on the forest's mossy carpet whilst they built a camp and we swatted away mosquitoes.

After a while, the small people suddenly remembered the other attraction in the immediate vicinity, so being the kind and dutiful parents that we are, we left the forest and cut down through the dunes to the beach... I am only grateful that seconds earlier my eyes had been soothed by some of natures finest achievements , as they were now being tortured by completely the revolting opposite. As soon as our bottoms had touched the sand, it became glaringly obvious that we were the most over-dressed people on this particular stretch of beach. The children however, now obviously used to Swimming in Denmark, were completely oblivious thankfully, and happily paddled in the sea and built sandcastles without even a second glance. Don't get me wrong, the sight of the odd naked bod. isn't shocking at all, but the amount of parading, preening and stretching going on here by bodies less than beautiful was quite a peculiar sight to behold, and not just a little hysterical. I am just grateful that the children didn't notice one gentleman's particular adornment as we made our hasty exit from what was perhaps our swiftest beach trip ever.

I have just about recovered from our Sunday afternoon Family Outing, but let's just say, I may never be able to face a Danish hot-dog again.

Not so beautiful Nature...

Sunday, 21 August 2011

Friday, 19 August 2011

To Fill You In....

My poor poor neglected blog. I am sorry you haven't been "fed or watered" recently, it's been madness (and fun) here this past week, with a houseful of family here to help celebrate my birthday last weekend, and ultimately to pay us one last visit in Denmark.



We packed a lot in whilst you have been ignored though, including a trip to Kronborg Slot last Thursday to see the Royal Shakespeare Company perform Hamlet (of course!) brilliantly. That particular evening there was indeed "something rotten in the state of Denmark" - the freezing cold temperatures and pouring rain. It is very dangerous to wear plastic bags on your heads you know, but quite obviously necessary judging by some of those around us as the evening progressed. The actors did a valiant job given the conditions, and watching it at "Elsinore" itself was quite special and very atmospheric! It's performed here every August by the way, should you be interested. The year we arrived, Hamlet was played by Jude Law!

On Friday the last of our guests arrived, and we spent the first evening manically preparing for a get together on the Saturday evening, where we subjected several guests to an evening of English food, starting off with Cheat's Pimms, followed by an amuse bouche of Yorkshire pudding stuffed with beef, horseradish and watercress, then a starter of Britain's most popular dish (no really!) - Chicken Tikka Masala, the main course of homemade Bangers and Mash with onion gravy, and then it was time for two of Britain's best pudds, Sticky Toffee pudding and Eton Mess to finish, followed by English cheeses. I forgot the pickled onions however, but our guests may well have been pleased by that... I hope we managed to help dispel the myth that all English food is bad, but if we didn't, hopefully the Cheat's Pimms will mean they don't remember much about it anyway!

Sunday was my birthday, a day for relaxing, present opening, walks in the countryside, followed by general lazing, gorging on birthday cake and gradually recovering from slightly sore heads all round (not helped by my four year old waking me up far too early by smashing me over the noggin with a hefty bag of jelly beans - his birthday present to me!)...

We filled the rest of our guests few days with final trips into town, shopping trips for Danish things they have become partial to, final walks around the lake and visits to favourite restaurants.

The last of the guests, my sister and my baby nephew left last night. It feels very quiet today! The house is a tip, and even though both the larder and fridge are empty, and my jeans are now far too tight, but my heart is full (and if that doesn't sound like one of those revoltingly saccharine Hallmark greetings cards, I don't know what does!)...

Situation normal returns. For now....
 
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