I wrote about us entering the Age of Aquarius and how it will lead to world peace and our personal happiness, but if you don’t believe in reading the stars, astronomy, or that we are all connected; then it is just a whole bunch of hogwash. It wasn’t my most popular post, but I really enjoyed writing it,…
Rouladen is a traditional german meal that I make once a year for Alfonz’s birthday. Ingredients serves 8: Dijon mustard 8 slices beef top round steak 1/4 inch thick Salt and pepper to taste 8 strips of bacon 8 large pickles 1 large diced onion 3 tablespoons olive oil 3 cups beef broth 1/3 cup…
Beton is the word for concrete in French, at least in the south of France. We learned this word all too well after waiting for weeks for the cement truck, a truck or any truck to arrive with the right equipment to reach the site, with the right consistency of mix to work over the…
Day 1 of the three day festival! Bastille Day festivals are among the most memorable in Capestang with lively French traditional music, and entertainment throughout the village over the course of the three days. There is something for everyone to enjoy, from theatre performances to games for children to live musical venues. Sunday evening we…
First of all, Alfonz made this lovely video about our first few days in Budapest Hungary! <3 <3 <3 this talented man! What does Christmas mean to me? Hungarian Christmas for us means celebrating on the 24th, walking through the lit up streets and peeking into the decorated windows the week before and after Christmas…
Today June 7th, 2012 is our 9th wedding anniversary, although we have been together since Easter 2002. How amazing that we ended up together. I think destiny played a part in our happy ending. Alfonz was born and raised in Hungary and lived there until he was 17. He came with his family to Canada…
It was the perfect break from our busy week. The boys hung bug screen and fans, built shed bases, and concrete steps, while I spent the week cooking and cleaning after our company and kids. It was a rushed week, with sunburns and stroke that entitled us to a day off. Alfonz insisted. I obliged….
We hang the petty THIEVES, and appoint the great ones to public office. AESOP Disclaimer: In my new world I am searching for answers to make sense of government with very naive eyes. THIS POST IS NOT FOR EVERYONE! Of course it bothers me how Hungary is viewed from the outside world. And of course I…
Happy New Year! It is that time of year again! RESOLUTION time. I know, for most people they don’t work, but for me it keeps me on track. I started writing this post from our home in Budapest, Hungary, having spent the holidays in our Elizabethtown 19th century apartment enjoying the festivities of the…
❝To have another language is to possess a second soul.❞ ‒Charlemagne Vasali Nagypapa, my grandfather on my mom’s side, was a soldier in the Second World War, knighted for bravery, and was a self-taught intellect. His formal education was about grade two, but that didn’t stop him from ravenously learning. He taught himself to read,…