Thursday, November 27, 2008

Everything is beautiful:

My mind is doing so many confusing somersaults.
I don't even know what to think.
My mind is working in overdrive lately.

This is a common theme here in AMS.

And no, I am not high.


Though if I wanted to be, this city would certainly be the place for it. There is so much tourism here, and with many coming only to 'smoke that', that it creates an interesting accepted sub-layer, within society.

Gedoogbeleid, they call it – 'tolerance', roughly, in English. Read all about it, here.


Monday, November 24, 2008

The details are a bit fuzzy:

I just overtly researched how to made a (baked – aka: less fat) falafel and still have no idea what the I'm supposed to do. But I really just want the falafel part... no bread or veggies please.

Let's see what happens...

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Far far away

I was just showing a friend my childhood house on Google Maps, and found this pic of the area where I grew up in. Rural America, can be so beautiful.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

I'm growing up in Amsterdam:


I have a (second) interview lined up with the firm I interviewed with today. Exciting stuff. What's even more exciting is that I would be overseeing all of their (yet to be published or planned) publications. I would also be writing (always a plus), doing a bit of editing, and coordinating exhibitions in NL and abroad – all mixed with a bit of PR. Super. It seems that it would be my dream job at this point in my career. And it could only be a step in the right direction. Writing about architecture and design on a daily basis, and getting paid for it. Sounds great. Let's see where my life takes me in Amsterdam and beyond.

Growing up continues


Today I have an interview with a design firm here in Amsterdam.
Maybe my dream will come true and I'll end up spending the rest of my life in this beautiful city, after all.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Peanut butter

Peanut butter is just so... tasty (a word I would normally never use, but hearing the Dutch word lekker so often – which loosely translates to 'tasty' – has made me adopt the term into my daily vocabulary)

No really. I could (and have) sat on my couch watching CNN (with my favorite news caster Fionnuala Sweeny talking ever so elequently in the background), eating spoonfuls of the stuff straight out of the jar. The good news: most running and athlete websites pertaining to diet tell you to eat up the stuff - as it is good for you. Bummer they say to limit yourself to three teaspoons of it a day.

Luckily Albert Heijn sells a reduced fat (and still all-natural) version of the stuff.

Met 35% minder vet, so they say. 'With 35% less fat.'

My Dutch is so on par.

Today I was stumbling through food blogs and came across this delectable looking treasure:

Chronicling on's love of peanut butter.

Tonight, as I have my new book and have decided to take a break from running, will be making one of these recipes, making dinner and sitting on the couch (watching CNN).

Monday, November 17, 2008

Bill Bryson:

He is one of my favorite authors, ever.

I've read a many of his books, and aspire to continue reading the rest. No rush. I don't plan on dying anytime soon. That I know of at least.

Last week I ordered Bryson's new book Shakespeare: The World as Stage, from the American Book Center (abbreviated as: ABC – nicest people ever, by the way) – here in Amsterdam.

The fact that I have to even go to a place called 'the American Book Center' to buy a book (in English, if I want a good selection) is strange enough enough as it is.

I received an e-mail that my specially ordered book had arrived in store, and I'm cycling to the city center tonight to pick it up, and divulge into it completely – this evening.

I finally started running again this past friday – after having taken a week off and it's amazing how much better I feel when I run.

I ran Friday and Sunday, about 10 K each run (6 miles).
Sometimes running keeps me sane.

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Cost of living around the world:

According to a recent report, I live in the 25th most expensive city in the world. Basically parallel with NYC. Los Angeles doesn't even place. Duh – why don't I just move to NYC? I am American, after all – and everything is always much easier in your own country. You know, where you speak the language and require no visas/residence permits.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Sunday dinner

The Smitten Kitchen is one of the greatest food blogs. Ever.

I had never made one of her recipes before - until this weekend. Having nothing else to do, other than read a book all day... I proceeded to cycle my way to the grocery, buy some red wine (and drink half the bottle), a pint of vanilla soy ice cream (and eat the whole thing), as well as all the ingredients needed for an amazing dinner.

I decided to try my hands at one of her latest posts...

The ever elusive Onion tart with Mustard and Fennel

Seeing as how I've never purchased fennel and have no idea where to even begin looking here in Amsterdam - let alone know how to spell fennel in Dutch - I left the fennel out, and piled on some extra mustard for good measure instead.

While I don't have any pics of my final product (sadly it was too dark outside, and artificial lighting for photographing food is no good at all) I do have some pics of the process, which was ever so enjoyable. The house smelt like simmering oinion the rest of the night.

Geez, I've become one of these people who sit around on weekend baking, cooking, and photographing their food to share with random strangers online. Yikes.


The scene of the crime...

I also had the chance to bake some bread this weekend; something I do most weekends so that I have a fresh loaf for breakfast throughout the week.

This week, it was Cinnamon Rasin Bread.

Sunrise, Sunset

As I've said many times, the most beautiful sunsets occur in Amsterdam. During the summer months, spectacular arrays of color would fan out across the sky – and I always had free admission to the show – via my back porch.

As times, and season, change, so do the viewing areas. As the world turns, literally, the sun sets earlier and no longer in my backyard – but rather a bit more west-er-ly.

These days, the best views come as I look directly towards my street, in the direction of the Olympic Stadium.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008 – 17:35


The flash accidentally went off during one of my attempts, but I found the picture quite beautiful and decided to post it as well.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Friday, November 7, 2008

Food for thought

Economic growth without social progress lets the great majority of people remain in poverty, while a privileged few reap the benefits of rising abundance.

~ John F. Kennedy


Thursday, November 6, 2008

Today is my birthday


The Marriage Between Design and Fashion: FRAME Magazine


'Geared mainly towards architects, designers and entrepreneurs, Dutch design magazine Frame allows its readers to feast upon its pages on the world’s latest additions to highly attractive, yet functional, commercial spaces.

Through Frame Magazine’s eyes, seeing (and reading) is believing. Showcased in its thick pages are innovative clothing boutiques, pushing the envelope in interior design. From Denmark to Tokyo, beauty parlors turned into flower gardens, brand stores transformed into futuristic landscapes, runway shows into sleek alleyways as man-made wooden waves crashed onto the catwalk.

Design is also part of fashion. The word ebbs through Frame’s pages to the structure of the book, the colorful photographs, even down to the graphic harmony of the words and images. It is the same for a clothing store. Higher end stores understand this marriage between design and fashion. They illuminate each accessory and each garment, attributing them a quality that cannot be defined by mere dollar signs. Thus creating an experience a shopper may not forget.

An example of Frame’s latest issue on design and fashion was Prada’s Spring/Summer 2008 runway show. While elfin dresses and block patterns made up the bulk of the collection, attendees sat in a maze of blocked roads and printed arrows, all that was missing were the traffic lights.
At Prada’s show, anywhere is a good view.

Subscribe to the Dutch magazine in either digital or print versions, or swing by Chapters or Archambault to pick up a copy at $20 a pop. Every penny invested in it would be worth it.'

I feel as if I am truly a part of something special.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Proposition 8

The gays are out in full force, in San Francisco's Castro district. By far the most vibrant part of town.

Bummer that it looks like Proposition 8 will pass in California. One step forwards, one step back. Where does that put the US in terms of equality? One step behind...

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Berlin

Pics from 48 hours of insanity – back in March.
BERLIN. One amazing city of juxtapositions.




Monday, November 3, 2008

EU vs. USA

1 Euro = 1.2811 U.S. dollars

Dear MARK,

So, I'm researching 'the tallest buildings' in London (one of the few European cities to actually have a skyline) for an article in the next issue of the magazine.

I love research; any research really. And I'm good at it. I love a good mystery, which is essentially what research is. You know a bit about the story in the beginning, and as the mystery unfolds and reveals itself to you, you slowly gain more and more knowledge on the subject; then things make sense.

Last summer when traveling Europe, my friend Kelly would always poke fun at me when referring to researching the next destination on on our itinerary: impersonating me she would always say, 'We can just look it up online. I'll find it on Wikipedia.'

How accurate she was.

Well, as I research the tallest structures in London I came across an article on the Crystal Palace; which was:

'A cast-iron and glass building originally erected in Hyde Park, London, England, to house the Great Exhibition of 1851'


I learned about this in school, in-depth. Did you know the world's first elevator was exhibited here?

But being exposed to this building again makes me miss my architecture history and theory lessons. By far the best part of school.

Keeping the lessons alive via Wikipedia, since July 2008.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

The British and Walt Disney? Oh. Yes.

Ever since writing at the magazine, which is published in British English (which actually has more differences than you might think) I find my self typing words like: colour, favourite, theatre, centre, and using commas in ways they were never meant to be used.

But, my (American) computer never seems to agree with me on the spelling. It refuses to morph into a full pledge European, as its owner is currently attempting. I'll show Merryweather (the name of my computer) who's boss.

Where's the name Merryweather come from you ask? Only the coolest fairy from Disney's Sleeping Beauty – a classic and one of my most beloved Disney flicks. I found these beautiful sketches online, they're conceptual sketches of Merryweather by Frank Thomas, one of the original members of Walt Disney's 'Nine Old Men'. He was subsequently responsible for animating some of Disney's most famous films ('the classics' they're referred to) – including: Bambi, Snow White, Pinnochio, Sleeping Beauty, The Sword in the Stone, Alice in Wonderland and Cinderella. His sketches are stunning and make me happy.





And now a screenshot from the actual sequnce in the film.

Such a feisty one Merryweather is.


It's interesting to note that as I continue to spend more and more of my life living outside of the US (a year and a half to date), aspects of my life that I considered staples of everyone's youth (aka Disney Classics), aren't necessarily that well known outside the US. Bummer for Europeans. Disney was responsible for shaping who I am today, in so many ways, and was incredibly instrumental in shaping my life and creativity during my youth.

Last summer when I was traveling throughout Europe I even made it a point to visit Disneyland Paris; even if no one wanted to go with me. I had a blast alone, but I didn't go for the rides or even the shows (which were amazing by the way). I went to compare the European park to that of its American counterparts in terms of planning, grandeur and the like. Different? Yes. Smaller? Yes. European? Totally.

Though so alike in nature, the park in Paris just doesn't compare to those in the US (even if the castle is more magical and less 'painted styrofoam block ' looking). See for yourself:


Cinderella Castle, Disneyworld, Orlando, Florida USA


Le Château de la Belle au Bois Dormant, Paris, France
The castle at Disneyworld in Orlando was modeled after Neuschwanstein Castle, which is nestled in the Swiss Alps in Füssen, southwest Bavaria, Germany.

Schloss Neuschwanstein


This past March, while interning in Düsselldorf, I made it a point to take a Bavarian excursion one weekend, heading south to see Neuschwanstein, Munich and Würzburg (where I checked out the famed Residenz and its amazing staircase).



The Würzburg Residenz


Its famed staircase...


And its even more famous ceiling. It should be noted that Germans have no idea why people visit this place in Füssen, and I'll admit, it is a huge tourist trap and the only other people on my tour were Asians... and Americans... just like my co-workers said it would be. But, I didn't go for the reason most do. Clearly.



This is the bridge the picture above was taken from...


Hohenschwangau Castle, nestled below Neuschwanstein.


This says: 'Tegelberg two and three quarter hours that way. Only use this route in summer, deadly when it snows!' – Woops! 
The Walt Disney Company continues to intrigue me to this day – clearly – and I've been reading this great book called Disney War. It's been an ongoing process for four years now. Since 2004. The book is just so damn thick that every time I get so deep into it – I stop for a bit, only to resume and forget everything (as dozens of names are thrown around on each page; it's hard to keep track, and I'm a visual kind of guy). It's all about the secrets and insides of the company – encompassing everything. It's over 700 pages... hmm, maybe I'll bust it out again tonight – as it made its way to Amsterdam with me when I moved. Page 1, here we go again.