Somebody in this house with glasses and a weakness for dark chocolate managed to sneak back a jar of Hákarl (aka. rotten shark) from our trip to Iceland. While I can eat and enjoy lots of Icelandic food (including dried fish which this secret someone also brought back), hákarl is simply horrible.
Check out Gordon Ramsey's reaction to the delicacy here (fast forward to around 2:00).
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Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Waiting for the snow to melt and February to arrive with guests from Denmark, time off from school on my part and a very much anticipated trip back to LA. These days are mostly about preparing for exams and writing papers, which luckily also can be "enjoyed" from one of the Viennese coffee houses. Here at Cafe Prückel.
Monday, January 11, 2010
I have a feeling that most of the people, who I know are following this blog, already know the news I'm about to break. But of course it need also to be mentioned here, because it is such a big thing for us these days. It's been a secret for what seems like a looong time, but now I can finally tell you that if all goes well, we will become parents in mid July. Wooh! We are incridibly excited for the whole adventure ahead of us.
The first three months have passed by with fatigue (Zzz!) but otherwise in good terms. Being pregnant has also proven to be somewhat of a crash course in the Austrian health care system involving certain linguistic challenges and confussion about, where the heck to turn to for basic stuff, but so far I think we have steered through the first trimester succesfully, and can thankfully also rely on a fantastic network back home on Iceland/Denmark with pregnancy experts and lots of experienced women/mothers. Thank God for those!
Sunday, January 3, 2010
This is the last post from Iceland this time around. We have been enjoying Reykjavik for the past few days. News Years eve went by with a big party at Bjarnis parents' place and lots of fireworks. After two weeks with lots of time to sleep, watch movies, meet up with friends, read books, walk the dog and indulge in Icelandic food (I'm not talking about sheep heads and the like...), we are ready to fly back to Vienna with renewed energy. Ayy!