Good music - cheap beer. Perfect.
Monday, 24 August 2009
I'm hungry, and what better to do than cook something.
I want Macaroni and Cheese and I am going to cook it. I don't know how, but with the Internet readily available, I googled it and fell for a baked variety of this classic.
It was originally for 6-8 people, but with some basic calculus I figured these would be the ingredients.
- 75 g fusilli (any kind of pasta will do)
- 1 1/2 tbsp butter
- 1 1/2 tbsp flour
- A dash of mustard
- 1 yellow onion
- A dash of Paprika
- 1 egg
- 1 1/2 dl Ridder Cheese (couldn't find Cheddar), grated
- 1/2 tsp Salt
- Black Pepper
- Cook the pasta al dente and heat the oven to 180ºC.
- Melt the butter, stir in flour and mustard. Let it simmer without creating lumps for 5 minutes.
- Stir in milk, onion and paprika, add the egg and 3/4 of the cheese. Let simmer for about 7 minutes.
- Fold the sauce with the pasta and add salt and pepper.
- Top with the remaining cheese and breadcrumbs.
- Stick it all in the oven for 20-30 minutes.
- Bon apetìt!
Friday, 21 August 2009
Back to the woman who knew how to sell Marc J's. I went into the store, had a couple wrapped up and then I found out I forgot my wallet at home.
When I got home, I told my sister that I was going to buy her something, and that she could choose between the following two options, not having any clue whatsoever as to what I would buy:
a) I buy, you pay, I bring you a birthday present from Milan.
b) This will be your birthday present.
She decided to pay, and when I came home she was quite happy. Besides, they were 50% off (and there are more pairs at Den Dama, Lapsetorvet) and since she probably never would have found them herself, I consider it a nice favour... now what to get her from Milan?
Thursday, 20 August 2009
11 days before we take back Milan.
Running errands in Oslo can be quite an adventure, especially when you have a camera. I ended up losing my keys (put them in the camera bag - thanks Lowepro), but met some wonderful liberals out on stand before the election...
...and a Spanish shop owner who knows how to sell Marc J's.
In the Main Street (Karl Johans Gate) I learned that you can wear boots on a sunny day.
You're allowed to match your shoulderbags with your pants.
Even skaters can be punk.