The amazing kitchen experiment

There I was... STARVING. So I got the crazy idea to try and cook something for myself: paprika (rajas) cream. So I went to the market and got the stuff: three colored bell peppers, garlinc, onions, cream... all of it. Came back, ventured in the obscured land (specially cuz Juju hit my kitchen lamp with my football and sometimes it doesn't turn on) of the kitchen. IT WORKED!! I put it on some pasta and SHABANG!! Delicious dinner for me :D

After that succes, the next day I decided to try something else, so I made tomato-bacon-everything-I-found-in-my-fridge red sauce for more pasta, and put some chicken in this time. It was also good.
Then on saturday i decided I was gonna upgrade the level, so I downloaded from faithtful internet (Internet, I believe, is a God given right to human kind) two recepies: alfredo sauce and buffalo sauce. Oh yeah, you know it: fetuccini alfredo with buffalo chicken! Juju heard of this and well... he haaaaad to try it. And so I started... the big adventure. Prepared the buffalo sauce first: it was killer, mean and delicious! so hot and good (that's what she said jijiji). Then i moved on to the alfredo, that was a bit trickier, depending on how thick you want the texture, but still worked.

Juju came over and ate, he ate it all, I still don't know if he liked it or not, but he ate it all and did NOT die. True, he did get an abnormally high digestion activity, but he kept putting buffalo in his chicken! I mean, that has happened to the best of us. But then he went out for a ride with Charlotte (his bike) and everything was fine fine.
So, here are the pics and the recepies.

Alfredo

• 1 cup of milk cream (the kind you use for baking)

• 2 ts of butter
• 1/4 grated parmesan cheese
• 100 gr diced ham
• salt
• pepper

1. Melt the butter in a pan
2. add ham and stir. Slowly add the rest of the ingredients

Buffalo

• 1 bar (90gr) of non salt butter
• 2 sliced (very fine) garlic cloves
• 2 ts of tomato paste
• 2 ts of white vinagre
• 2 ts chicken soupp knorr
• 1/2 cup white wine
• 1/2 cup tabasco (or more if you wish)

1. Melt the butter in a pan
2. Add garlic and stir until it changes color
3. add the rest of ingredients and stir to slow fire fr 8 mins

Clumsy queen

As you might know (sarcasm of course), I am a LITTLE clumsy and I fall all the time. This past three months have been legen.... wait for it... wait wait... DARY.
Here is the account of the most amazingly ridiculous mishaps I have had since arriving to München.
First... there I go, in a hurry (cuz I am always late) and the elevators at the dorm sort of... how to put it?...SUCK! and since I am only on the 2nd floor, well, I decided to just run down the stairs, huge backpack and all. To my gleeful surprise, they had just cleaned the floors, but the tiles are black and there was no sing. All of a sudden, out of nowhere i hear this thudding and I say to myself: what is that? ooooh yeah! is my butt (not so) gently falling down the entire flight of stairs all the way down (10 huuuge steps) to turning point. Couldn't walk straight the rest of the day.
To continue, the biggest of them all. We went skiing and I fell all over the place, normal right? haven't really gotten a chance to practice skiing. But no, the second I am left alone, I am preparing to go down a gentle blue slope, and as I am turning to start, my right ski goes over the left one and... CLACK!! oh what is that? my knee just got DISLOCATED! this is the one that got dislocated back in Iowa, for the few lucky people who where there to hear the gentle song of pain I emitted. This time i knew what was up, didn't scream or anything, guess I was too numbed by cold. So I dropped to the ground, pushed the knee back in (like the doc in Iowa said I should do next time it happens) and covered it with snow. Stayed there for like... EVER (or maybe just 20 min) and well... I had to go down right? so I skied down the gentle blue slope WITHOUT falling, not once, GENIUS!
After that, I took a lot of care of myself: elevators, escalators, Ubahn, tram etc. but after a while, I got Roxanne (my red bike :D) to strengthen my knee muscles (doc's prescriptions) and well, my evil knee is back to normal... or WAS.
On friday last (yes, still influenced by the about-the-Bible book) we went out, I was wearing a dress all pretty and all; but Juju felt compelled to make fun of me in a very diverse manner. So, when we were in the escalators in Marienplatz (downtown München) I was running up the escalators to leave him behind, and of course... I FELL. The awesome thing is that the spikes of the escalator went inside my previously f-up knee. I cannot take pain, NOT AT ALL. But still I didn't cry, I was concentrating really hard. So we went to the irish pub, yet again, to get some pain medicine... didn't work, after I almost chuged my Bulmer's I went home and cried all the way from the Ubahn to my dorm.
The last one, yesterday. I was happily riding Rox, and all of a sudden something pulls my right foot, tightens my laces... OMG I can't move my leg anymore!!! face forward, I fell to the ground. Got to save my BEAuuuuutilfull (bruce almighty style) features with my hands, that did not get scratched cuz of riding gloves. What happened is that the lace of my red convers got caught in the pedal and entangled themselves very very strongly. I had to do circus-like moves, butt in the air and all, to be able to free myself from the choking firm grip of clumsyness.

Culture Munchies

So... on thursday last (15.04.2010) I went to the theater: Carmen (more info http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carmen_%28%C3%B3pera%29). I have always wanted to see this opera. However... this was certainly an eventful night. It all started when I decided that after all, I was gonna change (at work) to go to the Theater, that means a pretty dress on. The only problem was that I had Rosie with me (my bike, my gorgeous red bike). So there I go, but after I saw the broadly smiling faces of the first 2 men I happened to cross in my path, I took the gentle decision to stop and pull out my jeans from my backpack and put them on. This must've looked quite interestieg for the passers-by: a grown woman getting dressed in the middle of the street. It was good I decided to change, cuz at the theater everybody was suited up! That was a very nice change of scenary, pretty dresses and suits instead of t-shirts and dirty jeans. Diversity is good (proven once again). Finally I got to my well placed seat (since I bought a ticket with student discount, they give you the best available place for the ridiculous price of 8 euros) and the show began. All of a suden I feel this strain in my neck muscles... OMG!!!! what is this? ooo, do not worry, just a sudden excesive muscular activity. In order to be able to see the show, I had to move around a lot because the woman in front of me, man.. I don't know if she was bored or had very advanced parkinson's disease, all I know is that she moved like an upside down grandfather clock's pendulum on too much E!!! finally I decided to just stay in one position and just see whatever she let me, which wasn't much, but better than teeerrible neck cramps. Also I noticed that there were lots of groups of boys, like, kids from high school in groups of 5 or 6, all boys looking sharp in their borrowed suits. Maybe there was a massive class assignement.After the show was over, you could hear the loud cries of rejoycement due to recognition of fellow classmates as one group spotted another group of tortured teenager souls being forced on the classical arts. It made me smile and chuckle a bit. I felt sorry though, about the group behind me, they thought I moved like an upside down pendulum on E. The most singular part of this evening was that when everybody got their belongings from the check room, the foyer looked like a coed changing room, everybody was changing into more comfortable/warmer shoes, exchanging suit jackets by raincoats (yes, it was raining yet again); and well, I pulled out my jeans and red convers, and put them on like everybody else. From the pecularities observed, the inner tingling provoked by the beauty of art and the very cheap price, I think I might become addicted to this sort of outing.

Awesome/Terrible

Today was a teeerrible and awesome day... all at the same time

TERRIBLE.
Well, it rained all day and that would be ok, except that I go around with beautiful Rosie (my bike, more on that later) and well, got soaked to the bone at different temperatures that go from 3° to 10° C plus the wind, so, yeah, not fun.. not fun at all (with french accent jijiji).
Also, at the lab, my oven was tooootally misbehaving, it does not like me, I guess I make it work nonstop... i wouldn't like me either.
The ratios of the elements I had to use for making my sample made absolutely nooo sense whatsoever, so I decided to believe them and followed them blindly, of course, taking the due notes for scientific porpuses :D

AWESOME
The day was great because I got to ride around with Rosie a lot today (I know, total doble standard, but i do love Rosie a loooot).
I found the gloves I needed for biking to prevent the permanent loss of my cute little fingers to the biting cold and wet wind.
Also, I convinced the other oven to host not one, but two of my nonsensical samples.
I got an awesome puzzle and a gift-version Bible (KJV) in english with updated vocab at Hugendubel (the best bookstore ever)
Then I went back to the office in town and got some work done

Why am I buying a Bible? true... quite unexpected, but I'm reading a very funny book that has a lot to do with it, but more on that later... it deserves its own entry

Now I will venture into the unknown kingdom (at least to me) of the kitchen and try not to poison my self, cuz so you know, I do not cook... not at all (again.. french accent)

P.S.- I found the Bro Code at Hugendubel... I'm telling you, the best bookstore EVER!!!

The Beginning

Right... so, this is new to me.
I decided to start writing nonsesical chocoadventures (everyday events that somehow are ridiculous and entertaining).
This came around cuz, as it turns out, i speak a lot, so instead of boring people to death... well... you can read yourself to death :D. Oh! yeah, also, one of my best friends started his and i thought: wow, what a marvelous idea!
so, here I lay legacy to the idiocy of regular, day to day life.... enjoy!