.: Chick’an’chips

Kids food. For comfort. Oh yeah. Muy Tranquilo.

Tonight I don’t want to think. Just relax. So this is the simple thing: potatoes, cut in cubes.
Boil ‘em for 3 minutes in water. Then put ‘em in a pan with oil and fry. When they’re in the middle, put together small pieces of chicken and mix.

Comfort food. Yes. You need it when it’s cold.

It makes me think, though. Cesar A. Cruz (1997) said

Art is meant to disturb the comfortable and comfort the disturbed

Seems he paraphrased Finley Dunne (in the 1890s) “Comfort the afflicted and afflict the comfortable”. I don’t know where it came from. But sure it sounds very true. I don’t know if these tracks by Gramatik and by Peter Roe are art, but I think they fit this definition


.: Hotchpotch

Minestrone is a hotchpotch of vegetables and the taste is so good. It’s perfect for the cold days… like today.

It’s perfect to mix different things. It’s perfect to mix different people, different ideas, different feelings. We are living in a growingly mixed world, and it will be perfect, if we just remember mixing things is good.

Take a mix of vegetables cut in pieces: zucchini, asparagus, carrots, pease, beans, potatoes and whatever you like.
Put some oil in the pan and some minced onion, and make a “soffritto” which is a sautéed. Means that the onion just have to become a little darker, but not burned.
Than put all the vegetables inside, add some tomato sauce, some salt or a stock cube and some water.
Let it boil for at least 30 minutes.
When everything is cooked, mix it with a blender and make a cream.

Apart you can cook the rice or pasta, as you prefer. I like whole rice.

When the rice is done, add the cream and it’s finished.

I don’t know how I found Okean Elzy, and I’m not sure I have posted this before.. but you’ll forgive me if it’s the case. I like to mix things, and this will sure increase the good taste of the blog.

Okean Elzy – In the sky

“Somewhere there someone has just february outside,
It’s already spring on my street.
And my breath is taken away, like if it was because of height,
Cause I live like I’m flying all the time,
Like I’m flying all the time,
Every moment, when you’re next to me.

And I’m in the sky, my my sweetheart
My star, I’m in the sky
Since I’ve found you.
And I’m in the sky, like in the Eden*,
My darling, when I’m with you
I’m flying again and again.”

“The biggest goal is to feed you with as much education as possible.”

Growing up in the Soviet Union — he was 16 when Ukraine left in 1991, after the Berlin Wall fell — the rebellious schoolboy never seriously considered the ultimate rebellion of joining a rock band. “Rock music? Decent boys didn’t do that,” he says. Always eager to learn, Slava attended his dad’s university, studying theoretical physics to marry esoteric and clinical ideals well. “It’s very empirical,” Slava says, but also “very similar to composing songs or painting.” While wrapping up his studies, the 19-year-old met his future bandmates when they caught him playing a Beatles song on the piano (either In My Life or Blackbird, he can’t remember), and they drafted him to be lead singer.

“The biggest challenge will be to not get disillusioned.”