Meatballs (my secret)
Making meatballs yourself is not very hardhalf of the meat should be pork for the lardand half should be beef, both ground up wellfive hundred grams total, that’s all I […]
Making meatballs yourself is not very hardhalf of the meat should be pork for the lardand half should be beef, both ground up wellfive hundred grams total, that’s all I […]
One day a year ago we came home with a crockpot, and since it has renewed our cooking. Maybe it has came with age, but I’ve grown to prefer slow […]
Shaken and stirred awake from dreams in morning blur it seams a cup of coffee and my ride to work will wake me up for: a spreadsheet struggle, negotiation haggle […]
As days are getting longer here Inviting by mý fireplace With music that will please my ear The spicy wine my chill will chase ~~~ My favorite recipe for glögg […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis