foto friday: karaoke time

last friday we went to karaoke. i don’t think it’s a secret that i love karaoke.

there’s something about watching people perform their favourite song in front of strangers that i find compelling.

though, i’m not terribly fond of people who can actually sing and do karaoke, especially if they’re involved in singing outside of karaoke. that’s just showing off. THERE ARE PLACES FOR PEOPLE WHO CAN SING. a karaoke joint is not one of them.

sorry, my vocal gymnastically inclined friends. you know it’s true.

karaoke is for people who can’t sing. it’s where people who have an inner performer go to show a little bit of what they wish they could be.

anyhow. enough of my opinion on karaoke that no one asked for.

karaoke! in germany! so many english songs! not surprising, i guess, but i was still a little surprised. worked in my favour, however, because i got to pick all my favourites!


i think i do need to learn at least on german song. the crowd was understandably much more into singing along when someone sang a german song, none of which i’d heard of. goal for next time!

all karaoke joints look the same. strangely flattering neon lights. cheesy disco ball, unsymmetrically placed where they could find any kind of support in the drop ceiling. dollar store decorations to create a festive atmosphere.


not me, but you get the idea.

looking back in my phone, i see that i also texted a play-by-play of my night to my vancouver karaoke are some highlights:

“ugh. duet of robbie williams’ angels. IN HARMONY. WTF”

“ooooo hoobastank. popular worldwide.”

“someone whipped out a lighter. this dude’s emoting hardcore. he deserves it,”

“ugh. slow songs. nope. PAAAASSSS. she was a good singer but still. okay. i’m jealous” (obviously why i dislike people who can sing at karaoke)

“just sang love shack. singing as two ppl is hard. i’m tired.”

gosh, i love karaoke.




travel tuesday: brussels, belgium

last fall, when i hadn’t yet moved to germany, my mother went on a trip to holland to visit her family. when she came back she raved about belgium, as they took her there for the day. for the day.

[as a north american, this is still something i'm getting used to. that you can take day or weekend trips to different countries. plural.]

it seemed natural then that we do the same thing when we both visited holland for our familiar visit. we eventually decided we would stay for three days instead of just a day trip. we also decided to go to brussels, as although the mother unit had been to belgium, she’d not yet been to brussels and neither had i.


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foto friday: sunday edition

so, uh, looks like i already dropped the ball on foto friday. however, i was spending it with a wonderful friend that i made in my german language class. so this photo is actually from friday!

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tea party time with natasa

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cooking with oma: soto ayam


soto ayam spread at my relative’s house in rotterdam.

i decided to start my ‘cooking with oma’ adventure with soto ayam because, well, it looked the easiest. i had already cooked a whole chicken before, albeit in an oven, and have cooked many soups with great success (okay. also with great failure but never mind that). this is just those two things together. or something. er. uh. this logic is flawed, i know. just because you like two things separately doesn’t mean they’ll go together. like the time i wanted a tuna melt but all i had was raisin bread. THESE THINGS DO NOT GO TOGETHER. ugh. recalling the taste makes me want to gag. i’m fairly certain ate all of it, though. wasting food makes my heart hurt. oh dear.
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cooking with oma: regret becomes learning.

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i regret not learning how to cook from my grandmother.

my oma.
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