For the last day of March and the last day of our Gibraltar studies, we made Gibraltar’s national dish: calentita. It was a good recipe for a 4 year old to handle. There are just four ingredients–chick pea flour, water, salt & pepper. Mix that up (250 grams of flour to 1 liter of water) […]
Archive for March, 2010
Instructor David watches Sam as she comes down the big bouncy slide at B&H Gymnastics Club. They set the inflatable slide up as a treat for the kids since this week begins the Easter Holiday, or “Easter Hols.” I love the ways that different languages truncate certain words and expressions. My favorite English ones so […]
The view from the living room of our flat on a rainy Monday.
This afternoon I took Sam to see a one-man show called “How the Koala Learnt to Hug.” And yes, that’s not a typo: “learnt” is the acceptable past participle for “learn” in British English, and also, unsurprisingly, in Australian English. Steven Lee, the one man of the one-man show, is Australian and so we spent […]
We took AC up to the Moulsecoomb Wild Park today so he could see it and the crazy ladder course for himself. After clambering around some and imagining what he would have to do to his mountain bike to make it survive the course, he said, “Now I can see why they call it the […]
On Friday I felt the need for forest. Brighton isn’t a large city, but it is bustling and dense, and since the sun was shining, it seemed like a good time to get out of the city and into some green, far from people. A look at the map revealed an enticingly titled “Moulsecoomb Wild […]
Mossy trees at Moulsecoomb (pronounced “muls-comb”) Wild Park, just northeast of Brighton.
Sam and I wait for the bus after an afternoon at the Hove Home Ed playgroup. She’s leaning against an ad for Bombadier beer–an English brew. These ads are everywhere and they feature a hodgepodge of English icons like Queen Victoria, Sherlock Holmes, and Winston Churchill, all mashed up with other symbols and in poses […]
It is so hard not to refer to these as English muffins. They are delicious and quite unlike “English” muffins in the US. Nooks and crannies belong to crumpets (also delicious) and the (delete nationality) muffin is softer, even when toasted, a bit more like a biscuit. An American biscuit, that is, not an English […]
A cheque book for the UK bank account we opened last week, and… More twisty ties! My cup overflows. I opened three bags of beans tonight (making a pot of chili beans tomorrow) and happily, deliriously, closed the remainders up tight with my twisties. No beans will roll around the cupboards tonight. The little things, […]
At Brighton & Hove Gymnastics Club the kids warm up as butterflies. Can you spot the Yank?
We’ve seen some flirtatious signs of spring: a daffodil here and there, a pokey crocus, the occasional not-chilly breeze. In honor of the vernal equinox last weekend we bought some seeds and pots and today put them together with some compost– the term the Brits seem to use when we would say “potting soil.” (Though […]
He shared. It was yummy. We procured it and other tasty chocolate at the Brighton Chocolate Festival today.
This might just be my new favorite shop. They sell 30 different kinds of curry paste AND pain au chocolat.
It’s the little things. I should have remembered from previous stays in the UK that there are no twisty ties in the grocery stores for fastening one’s bags of produce. There are no twisty ties or fasteners that come with the rubbish bin liners either. Had I remembered, I would have popped a few into […]
Washer/Dryer all in one. It’s small, so I have to do laundry every day because two pairs of AC’s pants (err, I mean trousers*) will just about fill it up. It wrinkles cotton clothing horribly so I’ve also had to make friends with the iron and ironing board, but other than that it is pretty […]
We’re still in Brighton– see the chilly grey above–but today Sam wanted to make the rock of Gibraltar on the Brighton beach. We’ve started a monthly “country club” — an idea I’ve shamelessly stolen from my friend Sasha in the Bay Area and when I asked Sam which country we should start with, she said […]
The blur there in the photo is bouncing Sam. She bounced and tumbled and hopped and even “hulee-hooped” at the Brighton and Hove Gymnastics Club today. Yes, we’ve been here one week today and already I’ve got Sam signed up for gymnastics. She was climbing the furniture in the flat. I can take a hint. […]
There is a well in the Well Gardens, but the tree trunk called to Sam. She hopped off her scooter and began to clamber, loudly exclaiming, “I love this park!”