World on Wednesday

Another "structure" update. On Wednesdays, I will show the world, or some snippet of it, from my corner in bavaria. Today I have two clips from German papers.

The first is a cartoon from "Die Welt Kompakt"

Barack is stuck in a jungle of "Vorschuss-Lorbeer" or a german term which mean, literally "advanced laurel" or essentially "praise before the fact". To escape from this jungle, cartoon Obama is asking for a Machete.

My second peek at the world is an article of a miracle on the water (another one, after the amazing Hudson river plane landing)

The headline reads "fishermen survive in a cooler". Yup, that is a giant cooler and two normal sized people, fishermen from Myanmar to be exact. According to the article, they were the only two of a 20 person fishing boat to survive its sinking, living inside the bathtub-sized cooler and eating fish pieces and drinking collected rain water. As the article notes, "they must have been really thirsty, because, our sources inform us, one of them drank four whole glasses of water when he was rescued." After 25 days... go figure!

Change and Chili

As part of my new "blog structure update" I will now be posting, as part of my "finger-licking tuesdays" a recipe or delicious food experience weekly.

Today, I present, (drum roll)… patriotic Obama Chili to accompany the inauguration day ceremony. Obama posted his "family" Chili recipe and I'm going to try it out.

We expats sure don't have it easy when it comes to watching events live on TV. I still have a headache when I think of my day of work after the election, having stayed up until 6am to watch the acceptance speech. The Steelers big win at home against the Ravens on Sunday night kept me up until 3:30, and I fell asleep before the end (shame on me). The Superbowl will be a long one as well (HERE WE GO STEELERS!). But this time, we lucked out. I'll be heading home from work today at 4pm just in time to whip up a batch of Chili and settle onto the couch for an evening of patriotic pride (finally).

Obama Family Chili Recipe

1 large onion, chopped
1 green pepper, chopped
Several cloves of garlic, chopped
1 tablespoon olive oil
1 pound ground turkey or beef
¼ teaspoon ground cumin
¼ teaspoon ground oregano
¼ teaspoon ground turmeric
¼ teaspoon ground basil
1 tablespoon chili powder
3 tablespoons red wine vinegar
Several tomatoes, depending on size, chopped
1 can red kidney beans

We'll start with the shopping, something we expats all know isn't an easy task for American recipes. The veggies should be no problem, the kidney beans either. I'll have to fudge the spices a bit (I could probably find everything, but I'm not sure I want to buy it all…), ground meat, tomatoes… looks like we're in the clear. The cheddar cheese might break the bank, but I'm sure a nice emmentaler would taste great too. Now it's time to go shopping!




Saute onions, green pepper and garlic in olive oil until soft.

Add ground meat and brown.

Combine spices together into a mixture, then add to ground meat.

Add red wine vinegar.

Add tomatoes and let simmer, until tomatoes cook down.

Add kidney beans and cook for a few more minutes.

Serve over white or brown rice. Garnish with grated cheddar cheese, onions and sour cream.


All the cooking went on during the ceremony. I seeded peppers during the vice presidential oath, and during the presidential oath, I, appropriately, cut onions. My tears were plentiful, to say the least. During the speech I quickly browned the meat and threw in the tomatoes, spices and vinegar and then I ran to the sofa to let myself be swept up in the tone and cheers of history.

The Chili was a hit, served with Fresh Whiskey Sours, and I am so happy that the Bush years are over and a new time has begun. Cheers!

WALL-E at Oktoberfest

This is a picture of an advertisement for the Disney film "WALL-E" which was posted during Oktoberfest in Munich, Germany. The text reads, in bavarian dialect, "talking isn't really my thing"

Ja, wir haben es geschafft!

Everyone was too nervous to talk. It was the big moment, the one we'd all been waiting for, and everyone in the room was petrified with fear of the worst. It sounds negative, but after the last two elections, we weren't about to be too careful.

Downstairs, a gospel band was playing and singing, and everything was decked out in political colors. Red, white and blue, with Obama logos everywhere. Upstairs the atmosphere was a bit more informal, with the chatter of people sitting at beer hall tables and sipping cold drinks from the bar in the next room. CNN blared in the background, but the nervous banter made it impossible to understand the various predictions about the election outcome.

It didn't matter because we knew we would all have a few hours of nervousness to wait it out until we would know more. The day had been agonizing enough, having started it six hours earlier than the eastern voting population, and now we were drowning our jitters in Augustiner Helles and Schnitzel.
The first predictions came in slowly, first showing only 1% of Indiana's returns. By the time Pennsylvania had been called, we were all biting our nails and staying awake only on a mix of beer and adrenalin. The final pronouncement came at 5am, McCain's and Obama's speeches ended after 6:30am. Needless to say, where most Americans were out in the streets shouting or tucking into bed happily ready to wake up to a new world the next day, relieved that another vote counting debacle hadn't delayed the results until the wee hours, we Munich watchers were thinking "gee, it's hard being a politically committed expat." Those of us, like me, who hadn't taken the day off of work fought our way through the day in a euphoria-lightened sleep-induced haze. Some of us may or may not have napped on the floor during lunch break. But it was worth it. Oh boy, was it worth it.

fall breaks

Well, fall is here. And I mean full-blown fall. Rainbow foliage, lovely sunshine, chilling breezes, dried brown leaves whooshing below your feet. Fall in Munich is beautiful. When it's so fall-y. The sudden drop in temperatures just in time for Oktoberfest brought us beautiful foliage and stunning panoramas.

I spent the weekend in the alps, and boy oh boy, there are just postcards waiting to be made. Mountains dotted with rust toned trees, verdant green slopes blanketed with fallen leaves, but still the sunshine and the clear air enough to drink a bavarian beer in the open air.

In Buchenberg, the sun was shining and the ski-jumps that are so integral to the training of young (and mini) skijumpers were dusted with the traces of fall that we all so love. We took a long walk and the cow bells klanging accompanied us along our treck past plump red berried bushes and sun-sprinked hillsides dusted with such picturesque landscapes that I practically invisioned myself in that Robin Williams film where he walks through oil paintings. Van Gogh would have had a field day.

In Munich, fall is still stunning, if not somewhat dulled by the smoke and banter of a "bigger" city. When I climb the stairs out of the Ubahn every day, I am greeted by fall-tinted trees swaying in the wind and Cafes deciding whether to haul in their outside sitting and offer only a well heated interior or if they should deck all the hardy outdoor furnishings with fleece blankets and tempt cafe-goers with warm glühwein or spicy-warm fall teas with cinnamon and apples.

Oktoberfest is over but I drove by the Theresienwiese the other night and they are still dismantling the tents-- a bit of a somber sight, but then, we're all camping down for the long winter.

But not yet. I am preparing hardily for a festive halloween party with glowing jack-o-lanterns and costumed germans (i force them), a glutinous thanksgiving evening where i try to roast a turkey in my iffy electric oven and attempt to approximate cranberry sauce by using "johannesbeeren" currant jelly. I will enjoy those somber november months, before the air turns crispy and the cars frost over with drunken messages from wobbly teenagers on their way to the subway at night.

So there's still a pre-winter time. And it's not even "fall back" yet, where the evening hours are short and it's dark even before I leave my office at night. So I'm embracing the rainbow, crunchy, orange fall. Winter, you'll have to wait a bit.

fall

can't you see that it's just raining...

Last week was the Jack Johnson concert. And it was a beautiful day.. sunny, hot. I had spent the morning taking photos all over munich for my darkroom session on sunday and had a nice sunburn going on. But it didn't matter. We arrived rather early to get good spots and hung out until the concert finally started, around 8:30. Despite the long beer lines, we had a blast! And the music was great. And then it started. Omnious black clouds swirling around the stage. We thought it would pass but then BAM, lightening, and more, and then came the rain. CATS AND DOGS! We put our cheap fleece blanket over our heads and hoped for the best. But it didn't really stop. It let up a bit, only to start again 15 minutes later. And it just kept on pouring. But nobody left...they all just opened their umbrellas, pulled on their ponchos, or danced without in the rain.

The concert continued until one of the tech guys came out on the stage and announced that they were worried about all the lightening. They said they would stop the show for ten minutes, and then start again. At that point it started to really pour, and we decided to leave. But by the time we made it out the gates, the music was starting up again, and the rain was letting up! So we turned around and headed back. The ticket guy even asked for our ticket! Haha, as if we had been hiding for the past two hours in the bushes, getting soaking wet, so we could sneak in.

Boy were we cold but i still really enjoyed the last half hour, even though it started to pour again and we really got soaked. After the concert we headed for the train, which was a 15 minute walk anyways and with thousands of other soaking wet and freezing fans. Some had umbrellas, some had ponchos, some had even stolen a giant plastic banner from the concert. We made our way along underneath our soaking wet and heavy fleece blanket till we came to the tracks, which we had to cross. They were being controlled by police men who were lined up holding a rope. Of course they stopped letting people through two rows before us and we had to wait over 20 minutes while the trains went by and the policeman spoke through his loudspeaker, telling us to "stay calm"

The germans then all starting spontaneously singing, which is something that germans usually reserve for oktoberfest and soccer games. They sang "let's all go onto the green-white party bus" (the police car, in germany they are green and white) and "die mauer muss weg! die mauer muss weg!" (the wall must go! a famous historical chant from the days of the berlin wall) But really, the germans are very law abiding and all of the soaking wet young people stayed put, just like the policeman asked, until the trains were gone and the ropes were lifted.

Then we all made a run for it, to the station. Of course it was packed, and the first train that came was full to the brim and the windows were already fogged over. The next train was supposed to come in one minute, but then it switched tracks! Everybody tried to go back down the stairs to the other side, colliding with those running to the original train, and there was a huge jam. The train was late anyways and when it came we allowed ourselves to be smooshed inside by the mob. Finally, we got out 5 stations later at Ostbahnhof and shivered our way to our bus. But the concert was totally worth it...