Once again, long(ish) time, no post – sorry about that. After the Chinese New Year (which kept the banks and such closed up until Valentine’s Day!) I have been as busy as always with work and wandering around. This week I had divine home-made raw chocolate at the office, strong happy hour margaritas in our neighborhood, and Chinese style “laskiaispulla” (shrove bun).
Valentine’s day (and chocolate week) at the office
I visited Andy Warhol exhibition in the Museum of Art. Ridiculously cheap (less than 2€!), and 2 hour tour. What I learned: Warhol had 25 cats, all of them named Sam. Talk about equality!
When taken out of it’s context, anything can be art
Today I got a flashback of the New York atmosphere I have been missing: East Island Market.
(Pretty much) everything hand-made, organic and more or less fresh!
Nice, quiet area with live music, young entrepreneurs and happy people, what a better way to spend a Sunday morning.
Something natural in the concrete jungle
I know what I will do on lazy Sundays after this. The good thing is, that I can walk home via a mountain road. A bit of exercise to balance out the treats!
Made to order, fresh and familiar. No chopsticks needed!
Isn’t it amazing how markets have cropped up all over the place? It’s great to have access to fresh and local without it being in the grocery store.
Yeah, I love the market atmosphere in general! And especially the New York-style with organic produce, small entrepreneurs and relaxed feeling. The Chinese loud, noisy and dirty markets are also interesting, but I don’t feel very comfortable of looking at the live turtles in bags and pig faces on the floor. Well, it’s better than buying vacuum from the supermarket, but the East Island market is more my scene.