This week [30.09-07.10]

Very inspired by weekly roundups around the blogsphere (I’m sure this is a criteria for defining a millenial, hey Jo? – still believing the blogsphere is a thing?), especially Ana’s weeknotes, which I really love to read, I am going to start doing my own weekly roundup.

I have never assumed it, but I have been a journaller for many, many years. It’s been all over the place: blogs, notebooks, 1 second every day (which I still do, but haven’t published for two years, because since baby was born, they are mostly about her and I do not feel comfortable sharing that anymore), agendas, themed journals, online apps – you name it – I’ve probably been there. When I get frustrated with one tool, I move onto another one. The result is a jungle of an online and offline collection, documenting most of my adult life, which I really like to look back to in random moments.

So, this time, it’s the weekly roundup.

Last weekend we went to a farm with animals, way in the remote parts of the canton de Vaud. We were surprised to find some not very local species living there, but O. was amused by the wallaby, which she now knows comes from E.’s home land. One of her new favourite “gym” moves is imitating a wallaby moving.

We also went to the Grange aux courges, a farm that specialises in many varieties of pumpkins. We filled our pumpkin stash for the next weeks of Autumn and I have a few recipes in mind.

And speaking of Autumn and recipes, this week’s recipe was Deb’s mum’s apple cake (recipe in her book, tweaked by me) with delicious Boscoop Apples. Swiss apples are a thing and this is their season. They are delicious, very fragrant and there are many species to choose from, a stark contrast to the flavourless apples I used to buy at the supermarket back in Portugal. The recipe is for THE most comforting homemade apple cake ever, delicious enough to qualify as dessert, sturdy enough to stand an afternoon snack, with enough apples for you to have a less guilty second slice.

We have a lot of toys around the house, but it turns out that what our toddler really loves is to imitate our daily life: cooking, cleaning, putting clothes on the drying rack. Transferring beans was the big hit this week, she sits for large blocks of time at her table and invents all sorts of scripts which include the beans. Her favourite is to fill the little glasses with beans and serve us pretend coffee. Here are some ideas for transferring activities for toddlers.

My friend Jo offered me half a year’s subscription of the New Yorker last year. I still haven’t finished reading all the magazines and they stopped coming in June. I read them during breakfast, on the days that I manage to wake up long enough before The Toddler. This week I read this piece on how North Korea relies on cybercrime to finance the regime and I found it intriguing how such a closed system actually has some of the world’s most performing hackers.

I am also reading Amélie Nothomb’s Métaphysique des tubes, recommended by a work colleague, and enjoying it very much.

We bought an electric bike, so that we can cycle Toddler to the crèche and take turns to bike to work. It was a very welcome addition to this family and we look forward to making very good use of it in our crèche runs, commutes and activities on days off and weekends!

This week I also dug a lot into the material from my “previous life” (i.e., my PhD thesis) in order to prepare the first session of a workshop on mental training and dealing with anxiety for musicians at the local music university. I was surprised to look back at many things I wrote and actually feeling proud of them. And I was extremely happy to be back in a classroom with young people, fascinated with knowledge that I usually take for granted.

I started watching Maid just before the weekend and have just finished the last episode of the mini-series. It’s a punch in the gut in many moments, but I thoroughly enjoy this kind of drama depicting complex human emotions, especially when they are expressed in the subtleties of acting, music and the silent moments. I mostly watch Netflix while cooking, so I tend to choose things that don’t need my full attention, but with this one I really did not hurry chopping vegetables, cutting apples for the cake, or putting dishes in the dishwasher.

9 thoughts on “This week [30.09-07.10]

  1. que lindo, este relato da tua semana! se tiveres receitas com abóbora para partilhar, avisa — a minha família também tem imensas, e ainda esta semana fiz doce de gila para tentar dar vazão a alguma. 🙂

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    1. Obrigada! A ver quanto tempo me aguento. Como ficou o doce de gila? Nunca fiz! Já experimentei uma receita de “pot pie” de legumes e a abóbora dá uma boa robustez. Também gosto muito de abóbora assada. Vou tentar descobrir mais algumas!

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      1. bem, o doce de gila foi uma aventura que durou mais que um dia, entre abrir a abóbora sem usar facas (dizem que muda o sabor), demolhar e depois não sei quanto tempo a cozer e “esfiar”… mas ficou mesmo bom, e acho que ainda vou fazer mais!

        gosto mesmo de fazer compotas. por um lado, fico com a sensação de que tenho qualquer coisa simpática para oferecer aos amigos ou à família, e por outro lado dá-me assim uma satisfação de quem está preparado para o apocalipse… 😀 não sei explicar!

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  2. hahaha, que engraçado! mas só abres a abóbora sem facas? e para cortar aos pedaços já se pode?
    parece-me uma mais-valia fazer compotas para o apocalipse. magina se só fizesses picles… 🙂

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    1. fazes tudo sem facas ou outros utensílios de metal — desde abrir, a tirar as sementes, a arrancar o miolo depois de cozida ou mexer enquanto coze! é estranho, mas toda a gente que tem destas abóboras me disse a mesma coisa, e nas receitas online as pessoas também usam colheres de pau ou plástico… por isso não arrisquei, mas verdade seja dita, também não percebo! 🤔 acho que temos de usar o método científico e fazer uns testes para ver a diferença!

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      1. Woow, não fazia ideia!! Tens de meter uma foto a mostrar essa delícia de doce de gila. Doce de gila faz-me sempre lembrar as Clarinhas de Fão 🙂

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