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Aug 12 2011

The Munsters

What I find interesting is that the majority of people are afraid of being alone and feel safe when staying close to their families, but at the same time they become needier and more insecure after spending time with relatives and strong and comfortable when they stay away from them for extended periods of time. So, what exactly is it that makes people feel safe around relatives in the first place? And at what point does this change and we move onto the dangerous side? When do families switch from comforting and warm, to intimidating and spooky?

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Jul 22 2011

Love in the time of Cholera

I know I’ve left you for a while without a blog post, but someone needs to write those dark and politically incorrect scripts out there, and since none of you is willing to do it, I was left with the dirty work. I’m back, however, and here’s what has bothered me lately.

Correct me if I’m wrong, but not telling me you love me and not reminding me I’m beautiful, doesn’t really make me less attractive or lovable, it just makes you more of an idiot. Isn’t this right?

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Jun 14 2011

Faith no more

If a person has reached a certain age (anything older than five), then you should be able to trust that some things can go without saying. Right?

A few weeks now in Athens, a few weeks around the family, and we’re back to square one. ‘I’ll quickly park the car here and pop out to get a coffee’, my aunt said this morning, as she pulled over. Being really warm in the car, I asked her whether it would be ok if I got off for a while to get some fresh air. ‘I’ll go and sit under that tree in the shade until you come back; it’s way too hot in here’. She looked at me puzzled. ‘Yeah, fine, but you need to close the door behind you when you do’. I thought about it for a few seconds, trying to find the secret meaning of that phrase, but there wasn’t one. ‘Yes of course I will, it goes without saying’. She shook her head, a bit unsure. ‘I don’t know’… ‘What don’t you know? That I can think as far as closing the door and locking it behind me, when I leave the car’? She got off and walked away: ‘I’ve seen a lot in my life, I don’t know what to expect anymore’…

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Jun 09 2011

Everybody needs somebody to ask

I should just be honest with you: I don’t know what other people want to eat, drink or do, and I don’t really care. But since you care, you might as well ask them, see what they say. If you don’t want to do that, then better wait for them to come to you. But in no case should you ever involve me in this.

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May 30 2011

The curious case of Benjamin Button

I’ve got news for you: Even if you ever managed to get that sexy girl on the cover of the magazine, you would still in time turn her into a boring and mother-like figure that looks after you, so better just leave her on that magazine, where she looks better and is definitely having more fun.

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May 23 2011

The show must go on

If you have already decided on what you’re doing, then why are you asking me?

When I woke up this morning, I got a phone call from a friend I was supposed to meet in Athens later next week. ‘Hey, when are you coming’? Having discussed this a million times, I kinda thought we had established it, but obviously not quite. ‘Next week, didn’t we say? Next Saturday I’ll be there’. He paused, trying to see how he would say this. ‘Oh… Ok’… ‘Why? Is there a problem’? ‘No, not at all… It’s just that my friends suggested going away for a few days… To an island or something’. I immediately knew where this was going. ‘Ok then, do you want to go, and see each other when you come back’? He rushed to save it. ‘No, no way. I would only go if you were coming later, and I could combine both. I would much rather spend time with you’… Since he sounded the opposite of convincing, I had to double-check. ‘Are you sure? Because I wouldn’t have a problem with seeing my family first and then getting together to do something just a few days later’. He thought about it for a few seconds. ‘Ok! Sounds cool. I’ll see you in two weeks then’! ‘So when are you leaving?’, I asked. ‘Tonight! I’ve already packed my things, the guys are coming to pick me up any minute now, so I have to go, bye’!

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May 09 2011

You’re ugly, stupid and annoying, but you make me look good.

Why is it that the people I dislike the most in this world, are the ones to always give me a good name?

Last night I went out with a few friends and I got back home pretty late. When I woke up this morning, one of the friends I was with yesterday called, to thank me for inviting her out with the rest of the people, even though she hasn’t been a part of the usual hangout group. ‘They were all just so nice… Really welcoming and warm’, she said. ‘I’m glad you liked them, they’re very good friends of mine, and really nice people’, I agreed with her. ‘Yeah, they were great! Especially that one guy… The blond girl’s boyfriend’? I paused, while praying to God she didn’t mean the guy I thought she did. Hoping she wasn’t talking about one of the most arrogant men I’ve ever met. ‘Who? What blond girl? What boyfriend’? ‘You know… The guy with the beard. That was dancing to every tune’?… And just like that, she confirmed my worst fears. ‘You liked him? I hate that guy! My friend keeps bringing him along, and that’s the only reason why sometimes I don’t go out to meet the rest of them! Why would you ever like him’? She hesitated. ‘I don’t know… He was really funny and chatty, I guess… He was different from the others’. And that, he was. Very different. ‘I was very surprised to see you hung out with someone like him. Surprised in a very good way, of course’.

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Apr 27 2011

Oral fixation

Why is it that every time you lend someone your pen, you get it back half-eaten?

This morning I went to an art exhibition with a friend. We wandered around the different rooms and studied the paintings, chatted amongst ourselves and then ended up in the gallery’s gift shop browsing through the books, the postcards, and the merchandise. My friend decided he’d buy the exhibition book, and he paid for it using his card. When he was given a copy of the receipt back to sign, he took out his pen and wrote his name at the bottom of the slip. ‘Wow, your pen looks like it’s been through quite the ordeal…’, I commented, noticing his half-destroyed pen. He nodded, not wanting to talk about it. ‘Yeah, I know… I had just bought it, brand new, expensive pen, and a guy from my course asked to borrow it for an exam one morning. When I got it back two hours later, it was like this. He had eaten the whole back of it’! I shook my head, really annoyed by that story. ‘Please tell me you killed him’… He gave me a bitter smile. ‘No… For some reason I felt like I didn’t have the right to say anything. Even when I commented on it to my girlfriend, she said that I was exaggerating, and that these were small things, that I shouldn’t let bother me’.

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Apr 23 2011

The kids are alright

Is it me, or are kids way more interesting than adults? And this is coming from someone who hates them…

This afternoon we were walking around town with Theo, talking about this and that, everything that would catch our attention. At some point, our paths crossed with a six-year-old boy and his grandfather. ‘Today I saw the biggest mushroom, ever!’, the boy said with a great deal of enthusiasm. His grandfather, unimpressed, checked whether the street was free for them to cross, and then tried to humour him: ‘Really? How big’? The kids’ eyes, wide open, focused on the old man: ‘Huge’!

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Apr 22 2011

Jealousy will drive you… Mad!

You’ve got it all mixed up. Jealousy is not when they’re right. Jealousy is when they’re wrong.

Today I found myself in between a group of morons. Having met up with some friends at a trattoria for lunch, we had some drinks and chatted about what’s been happening lately in everybody’s life. At some point, something one of the guys said triggered a long and highly frustrating discussion on jealousy: ‘I think I’m gonna break up with Clara. Things have been really bad between us, and to be honest I don’t see a way out of this’… I looked at the others around me, trying to copy their reactions, since I didn’t have one of my own. The majority went for something that sounded like ‘aw… That’s too bad… I’m so sorry’, so I thought I’d join. ‘What happened?’, I dared to ask. He took a while trying to decide whether he should be honest or not. ‘Jealousy’. I nodded, sympathetically: ‘The worst’, I said, feeling for him.

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