This just in. A big box of fabrics,doilies and crocheted curtains. I have no idea what I’m gonna make of all this but I will give it my best shot. Wish me luck!
A junk shop is not to be confused with an antique shop. An antique shop is clean,its goods are attractively set out and priced at about double their value and once inside the shop you are usually bullied into buying something. A junk shop has fine film of dust over the window,its stock may include anything that is not perishable and and its proprietor, who is usually asleep in a small room at the back, displays no eagerness to make a sale.
I’ve quoted this passage from the essay Just Junk-but who could resist it by George Orwell before and I will again as I happen to think it’s very funny and it’s funny because it’s true. Everyone I know remembers how when I moved into this flat there was the oddest junk shop on the corner and it fit this description perfectly. We have all bought stuff there and some of it was very good, and possibly a bargain. The most memorable thing however were the long essays that the proprietor left in the window for passers by to read, explaining his worldview and what was wrong in society today. A lovely bit of eccentricity that the neighborhood did gain from I think.
Had I had this wonderful essay by Orwell then I would have bought more things probably; Orwell is a gem of a writer but also a seasoned shopper. Some of the things he tells us to look out for in the essay(included in The decline of the english murder)
Well ,King Tut is in town so we decided to pay him a visit; feels like he’s an old family friend. And when I say we I refer to 75% of my family. We have lived in Egypt, and seen an awful lot of artifacts. My mother in fact bought a replica of the death mask of King Tut at one point, so I grew up seeing him there on the top of the shelves. According to family lore it wasn’t that hard to bring home, she had it as a carry-on and it was a reasonable size* but they had to break of that chin piece to make him fit in the overhead compartment. It got glued back on “en situ” so no worries.
Point is we are a tough crowd to impress, and we left happy enough.
So let me adress the elephant in the room; to what degree are these things in fact originals? It says so on a lot of signs that they are but security seems to consist mainly of a sign saying “please don’t touch”. And we felt that it wasn’t really relevant: it’s a good show they put on. The aim is to recreate the story of how Carter(with financial backing by Lord Carnavon) found the tomb of the pharaoh Tutankhamen, and in that they succeed.
In the lobby their is a copy of the Rosetta stone, the original being found at the British museum. The story behind it, and how it became the key to understanding hieroglyphs is fascinating. I read a book about it, how frenchman Champollion cracked the code, but the short story is that the same text, in three different languages, is engraved on the stone and one of those languages is ancient greek. But I digress..
Then there is a short film with some backstory (Carters life is like a Hollywood movie to be honest) and a guided section that tells the story of how they found the tomb and what they encountered when they opened the seal. It’s well done with audioguides and all. The rest of the exhibit is essentially the items they found, spread out, catalogued and created into sections. Good information in the audioguide with a bit of dramatic music for flair. I may sound like I’m making fun of it but I’m not; we were entertained and had we not known anything before we probably would have left informed. I do miss a discussion about who has the rights to the finds, and a summary of discussions about opening graves in general, and how archeology is conducted nowadays but this is not a state museum putting on the exhibit but a private entrepreneur so they don’t have that obligation. A nice complement to this would be a visit to the Mediterranean museum here in Stockholm that also has a substantial collection of Egyptian artifact but none as famous as King Tut.
In short: all very nicely done, and good for children. Sadly the venue is in the middle of nowhere, but they’ve made sure the on-site café is really nice.
Sidetone; I should have worn my skirt with a Nefertiti-print for total Egyptian feels but it was too cold and windy. I did however wear it that time when I saw the bust of Nefertiti in Berlin. Which was cool, people did a double take and all. Given the chance I totally dress to match the exhibit.
Things referenced in this post;
*as opposed to the almost life size ceramic cheetah she once brought home from Italy which needed an extra seat my mother refused to pay for.
I did warn you that I was gonna make a cocktail inspired by this book so don’t look so surprised. Nothing fancy though, just a twist on a classic “French75”.
It’s “big book season”. The days are short and the weather is bad; taking refuge on the sofa with a substantial read is the only thing for it. And yes; more then one book by a russian writer or on the subject of Russia has turned up. It goes well with winter is what I’m claiming(and a lot of people would agree with me).
My brother is a huge history-buff and the Romanovs have a special place in his heart. He used to have a copy of this book actually, and got rather excited when I spoke of reading it(although inspiration came from @liinabachmann).
It’s a brilliant book, and I was surprised that it was his debut( he later won the Pulitzer prize for his book about Peter the Great). The work with Nicholaus and Alexandra(or Nikolaus och Alexandra as my copy is called; I read it in the swedish translation) came about after his son was born with hemophilia, just like the son of Tsar Nicholaus and his wife Alexandra, which makes for a touching anecdote.
It does read like a novel and you couldn’t make Rasputin up if you tried. He just wouldn’t be credible. And they lived in the last days of the old empire, where the champagne flowed and Faberge outdid himself with those eggs; the opulence was at it’s peak just before the fall.
As I got some “Tzar Alexander” tea from Mariage Fréres at around the same time as I bought the book it seemed logical to use the tea in the cocktail; I made a tea-syrup. There are different methods to achieve that. I most often make a very strong tea(let it steep for 5 minutes) using the normal ratio of tea leaves and water, and then bring that tea to the boil before adding one and a half the amount of sugar and stirring until sugar has dissolved. It makes for a rather rich syrup, but not to heavy. In this case its just enough. You can use any kind of “Smokey earl grey” as a substitute. When it has cooled pour into a clean bottle. Will last about 2 weeks. A smokey tea syrup like this is excellent in many cocktails; add some to a Martini or instead of Maraschino in a Martinez. Mind-blowing.
Anyways; having made the syrup I decided that this was gonna be some kind of Champagne cocktail and as the “French 75” is a fave, I decided to make a twist on that. I’ve never claimed that my cocktails are always super difficult; I just want people to drink quality rather then quantity.
A French 75 is usually sugar,gin,lemon juice and champagne. In this case it ended up being smokey tea-syrup,vodka,lemon juice and champagne. And I chose pink champagne for extra opulence. The swap for vodka should be self-explanatory. These flavours do go together well; the smokey and the sour balance each other, the vodka gives a kick.
The suggested name so far is “The Alix” but we’ll say what it’s called in the end. Will make this again no doubt.
Romanov twist on french75; yields 1 cocktail
3 cl vodka
2 cl smokey earl grey syrup
2 cl lemonjuice
cocktail coupe or champagne flûte
As always; drink responsibly.
30 cm of snow has fallen in the last 24 hours. Traffic is a mess; I should have given up and walked home, would have gone faster. Currently stuck on a train, don’t know for how long. So no blogpost today! Check out “On the barcart” because in this weather and world( Trump for president?) we could all use a cocktail.
The current Swedish government decided that a selection of State run museums would have free admission. Debate about the reasoning behind the decision, and whether it achieves it’s aim of making culture more accessible, can be had elsewhere. Its a fact.
One of the museums included in the section is on that I love and have gladly paid many times to visit: Hallwylska museet(The Hallwyl museum) at Hamngatan here in Stockholm.
If it’s your first visit I do however recommend paying for the guided tour as it let’s you into rooms not open to unattended visitors.
I’ve taken the tour(more then once) but my memory is a bit blurred: I tend to let my eye wander and focus on beautiful objects instead of listening to the tour guide. Basically it was built as a private residence by Eleonora Von Hallwyl and her husband. She had the money and thus the last word about design and interiors. It’s very classic but was also one of the first houses in Stockholm that had a telephone line. Eleonora Von Hallwyl is also another example of “You are not a hoarder if you stuffs in order”; she had these huge logbooks where everything(but everything) owned and used was recorded.
As it is an old house admission is restricted to 120 people at one time which means that you might have to stand in line if you visit on a Sunday afternoon but when inside it is never crowded and you can really look at things. It’s like walking around in the set of Downton Abbey or an novel by Henry James(in fact they had costumes from Downton Abbey on display once, and have had other fashion related exhibits. Another reason for me to love it and continue to visit).
I will probably make one more visit before the year is over; around Christmas they deck the place out like it would have looked “back in the day” with a huge Christmas tree and lots of lights. It’s just the kind of thing to get me into a seasonal spirit.
You can find out more here.
I’m not the first person to do this it turns out but it’s still a good idea that should be shared.
Those boxes of 100 postcards with covers of Penguin-books can be used for more then correspondence; they can be made into “art”.
I used double-sided tape to attach them to cardboard and then used this old frame that I had.
This project is easy to adjust to whatever frame You are using or space that You plan to display it in.