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a journal of the cherry year

Posted in Books, Kids, Mountains, pictures, Travel, Wines with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 1, 2025 by xi'an

 Read La Maison des veilleurs (last part of Le Cycle de Syffe) by Patrick K. Dewdney, still a pleasure to read (and even more to complete) if a wee too much skewed towards self-inspection by the main character, Syffe, and some unnecessary and homely episode. (And with a profusion of characters that I have mostly forgotten since Volume 1.) It remains an original series, the closest being Robin Hobb’s The Soldier Son trilogy, (Without the boarding school almost compulsory episode!) Alas, thrice alas, it is not yet over!!!

Given the profusion of cherries in our cherry tree (didn’t even bother with the second tree producing smaller and tarter cherries), made clafoutis, preserve, and marmalade for a ten-days, before a succession of rain and hot weather ruined the few kilos remaining in the tree, all at once. But raspberries, blackcurrants, rhubarb, and juneberries are still around for the picking, enough for all meals! I also planted buckwheat, hopefully more successfully than last year, when it did not appreciate my fortnight away in Venezia….

Watched The Residence, hilarious Cluedo-style sleuthing (and birding) taking place in the White House, “132 rooms. 157 suspects. One dead body”! With no connection with the current and all too real (if similarly unimpressive) resident and no political intent (except for the satire of a congressional hearing). With Uzo Aduba as The Detective and Giancarlo Esposito as The Murdered. There are plenty of characters (albeit not 157 of them!) and I am definitely missing on famous actors and other show references. Very light, obviously, but nonetheless funny.

a journal of the chaos (en cuisine) year

Posted in Books, Kids, Mountains, pictures, Travel, Wines with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 12, 2025 by xi'an

 Read La Fille du Grand Hiver (The Daughter of the Great Winter) by Isabelle Autissier (also a sailor who was the first woman to complete a solo world race in 1991). This is a novelised version of the story of Arnarulunguaq, who accompanied Knud Rasmussen on the Fifth Thule Expedition over several years, all the way to the Bering Strait. She died of tuberculosis the year after. (And will appear on a Dane banknote soon.) The novel is told from Arnarulunguaq‘s perspective, as she opens to wider possibilities, cultural diversity, and traces back her Inuit lineage along Knud Rasmussen. It is a beautiful travel story (and then some more), in the fascinating Far North, which further reminded me of a catholic missionary visiting our primary school in the mid  1960’s and giving a conference on the Inuits and their culture. I pressed my parents until they bought his book and read it over and over, probably the seed of my fascination for the Far North!

Mis-made both a vat of rice pudding—presumably by first grinding the rice grains as the whey did not get absorbed—and a vat of chocolate mousse!—by not melting the chocolate long enough—and another of vegan mousse—by failing to notice the chickpea water was salted and that my MIL’s egg-beater was broken (but I salvaged it into a decent mole, if not with 49 ingredients)! I also grilled panned hot chilis I had found on a local market, but they were so hot they made me cough and open all windows; they are now resting in an olive oil jar, to be soon tested!!! Rhubarb is back in the stalls of my local market, providing me with my breakfast spread for the coming weeks. I again enjoyed Toukoul’s dora wat on the night of the privaCI workshopt—a workshop that focussed almost entirely on contextual integrity, if with very little overlap with the BIRS workshop in Kelowna. And harvested as many cherries as possible from our fruitful (!) cherry tree (#1) before the local birds are them all.

Watched Black Doves, with (Bend it Like Beckham) Keira Knightley as the only recognisable actress in the set, a very cartoony spies series taking place in London at Xmas time, with funny dialogues and too good vibes that should restrict a viewer to watching the show on 24 December and no other day.

a journal of the plague and pestilence year [back to 1980]

Posted in Books, Kids, Mountains, pictures, Travel, University life with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 21, 2022 by xi'an

Read Havoc in its third year, best surprise of the [book] year so far! I picked this book from the exchange box in Warwick, presumably before COVID-19, but only started reading it on my last trip. While it starts as a murder mystery set during the reign of King Charles I, in an unspecified Northern city in England, it quickly turns into a more sinister tale of fanaticism and religious hate, as Puritanism engulfs the country, soon to lead to Charles I’s execution… The story is centred around the coroner in charge of the murder inquiry, mostly if vainly trying to escape taking side in the growing divide between fanatics and their victims, a most human figure with doubts and defects hindering his decisions. When this fails, the story becomes more allegorical and less realistic, the coroner turning into a Christesque figure. This book reminded me of the fabulous Instance at the Fingerpost by Ian Pears, which takes place thirty years later in Cambridge.

Cooked cherries in clafoutis from our tree for a week, before birds cleaned it dry.

Watched Taxi Driver, (모범택시) a Korean TV series (inspired from the cartoon The Deluxe Taxi) that I found most disturbing in its ambiguity about vigilante justice, hence interesting to a point, and the surprising movie 26 years, also based on a graphic novel, as it is about children of victims of the1980 Gwangju massacre, who are seeking to assassinate the former and responsible Korean president Chun Doo-hwan. (Who actually died only last year.) The film is quite interesting for this historical foray in not such a distant past. (The massacre took part on the same year as Solidarność was created and repressed, which I remember much more clearly, I am afraid.) And for being produced by crowdfunding, as usual investors were afraid of the political contents. The last 12 minutes of the film actually list all 15,000⁺ donors! The scenario is imperfect, despite characters being well constructed, and the final, never-ending, scene is a drag. Since the former president was still alive 26 years later, the story was doomed from the start, unless falling into alternate reality as in Inglorious Basterds…

hanami [at home]

Posted in Statistics with tags , , , , , , , , , on March 26, 2020 by xi'an

花見 [cherry blossom]

Posted in pictures, Travel with tags , , , , , , on April 28, 2018 by xi'an