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Mirova najnovejša kulinarična domislica: na maslu pražena špinača in pinjole - na kruhkih. Njami!

Miro’s newest culinary idea: spinach and pine nuts roasted on butter and put on breads. Njami!

Pojedina z iranskega večera, ki nam jo je skupaj s fotografijami in polno navdušujočimi popotniškimi vtisi priredila sestra.

An Iranian dinner that my sister had prepared for us, together with a photo-presentation,
when she came back from travelling across this beautiful and inspiring country.

Kaj storiti, kadar pride do nesporazuma in kot prispevek k nedeljskemu skupnemu kosilu
s sestro prineseva vsaka svojo sladico? :)

(keramični podstavek z ribami je njeno darilo iz Irana staršem [ena slika višje])

What to do when there comes to misunderstanding and both, my sister and I,
bring each her own dessert as a contribution to our Sunday family lunch? :)

(the ceramic fish coaster is her gift from Iran for our parents [one picture above])

Pogosta in preprosta malica: sir s sadjem; še boljša mi je kombinacija s hruško.

A very common and a simple malica, snack: cheese with fruit; I like even better a combination with a pear.

Zajtrk z medom, ki so nama ga prijazno poklonili po koncu večerje na posestvu Pule.

Breakfast with the honey that we got as a gift after our dinner at Pule estate.

Ajdovi žganci z ocvirki, repa in pečenica, nedeljsko kosilo po mamino.

Buckwheat žganci with cracklings, turnip and pečenica, bratwurst, a very typical Slovenian style lunch.

Na prvi decembrski dan sem se z nostalgijo spomnila morja in k Mirovim testeninam

pripravila solato iz kumar, olivnega olja, limoninega soka, popra in kaper.

On the first day of December I nostalgically remembered of the sea,

so I made this salad to go to Miro’s pasta: cucumbers, olive oil, lemon juice, pepper and capers.

Oh, kako nerada si pripravim takole večerjo, kadar je Miro zdoma - ker on bi lepše narezal salamo! :)

Oh, how I don’t like preparing this kind of dinner when Miro is not at home. He cuts salami way better than I do! :)

Dve izmed meni najljubših solat, ki ju od nekdaj pripravlja mami:

naribana črna redkev s fižolom, olivnim oljem in poprom ter kislo zelje s česnom, bučnim oljem in bučnimi semeni.

Two of my favourite salads that my mum has often been preparing for as long as I remember:

grated black radish with beans, olive oil and pepper and sauerkraut with garlic, pumpkin seeds and pumpkin seeds oil.

Bananin sladoled po mamino, oh, brez besed:

zmlete zmrznjene banane, jogurt, vanilija in med ter vse skupaj potreseno s kokosovimi drobtinicami.

Super delicious banana icecream made by my mum:

frozen bananas, mixed together with yoghurt, vanilla and honey and sprinkled with coconut powder.

Psi, mačke, ptiči Dogs, cats, birds

Zoji se na snegu popolnoma utrga. Divja kot ponorela, z laježem zahteva metanje kep [slika 6] v nedogled in res je pravi užitek videti vse to brezmejno pasje veselje! :)
 
Mačke ima rada, no, domače, za tuje ji ni kaj prida mar, a ker slednje tega ne vedo, jo raje pocvirnajo ali se potuhnejo, ko vidijo tega našega divjaka, kako nori naokoli kot zmešan. Tale lušten muc, ki je bil, mimogrede, veliko bolj prijazen, kot izgleda na posnetku, se je danes skril v krošnjo drevesa tik ob poti in tam počakal, da se je zverinica zadosti oddaljila.
 
Zoja je ena najdojemljivejših psov, kar jih poznam, in tako preprosto je živeti z njo, ima pa hkrati eno najizrazitejših osebnosti, kjer se prepletajo vrsta razpoloženj, muhavost, zvijače, preračunljivost, prebrisanost in nerazložljive navade, res hecna mešanica vsega.
 
Eno od njih sem odkrila včeraj, po tisti obilni pošiljki snega. Kadar zapade sneg, želi ven na vrt bolj pogosto kot sicer, ja, všeč ji je sneg in rada ga jé, ko jo kar naenkrat vidim, da stoji pod ptičjo hiško in ne samo, da golta semena, ki so popadala dol, celo jeznorito in egoistično odganja ptičke, ki so jih želeli pozobati.
 
Če ne bi bilo takó nagravžno požrešno, bi se celo smejala. Sem se pa kasneje in še vedno se! :)

Zoja acts like a maniac when she sees snow. She runs like hell, barks demanding snowball-throws to catch them [picture 6] in infinity and it is a real pleasure to see all that huge dog joy! :)
 
She loves cats, well, her roommates, others doesn’t interest her very much, but those cats do not know that and obviously rather run away because she looks lake a devil running around enjoying freedom. Today, this cute cat, that was much friendlier than it looks in the photo, by the way, hid into the crown of a tree by the path until Zoja was far ahead already.
 
She is one of the cleverest dogs I have ever seen and it is so easy to “handle” her, but she is also a dog with the most distinctive character ever with a number of moods, capriciousness, opportunism, tricks and unexplainable habits, such a funny mix.
 
One of them I discovered yesterday after the newest layer of snow. She wanted me to let her out in the garden many more times than usual and I said ok, she loves snow, she likes to eat it, but then I saw her standing under the bird house, greedily eating the seeds that fell down and angrily and egoistically  drifting away every bird that wanted to eat them.

If it had not been so disgustingly greedy, I would have laughed. I did later and still do! :)

Bela tržnica A white market

Z mami sva se zjutraj sprehodili med stojnicami nanovo pobeljene tržnice,
nakupili malo zelenjave in par dišečih in okusnih salam.

My mum and I took a snowy walk to the market this morning,
tasted some goodies and bought some vegetables and a few delicious salamis.

Le lupina Just a peel

Tole je vse, kar je ostalo od zadnjega sadeža, ki je bil nedavno namenoma
puščen na dedkovem kakiju, da se ptički malo posladkajo. Ti mali barbari! :)

Lep zasnežen konec tedna želim! :)

This is what was left of the last kaki fruit yesterday, which was intentionally left
on my grandpa’s tree recently, for birds to sweeten a bit with it. Those little savages! :)

There is going to be even more, a lot more snow, cold and wind
already tomorrow, as they say, so I wish you all a nice white weekend!! :)

Ah, ta naša ljuba slovnica Five snowflakes ... is

Od nekdaj sem se rada učila slovenščine … hočem reči, sem se rada učila slovenščino. Slovenščine ... ?
 
Še posebej v osnovni šoli sem imela krasne učiteljice slovenskega jezika. Seveda se zavedam, da ga marsikdaj polomim, da še marsičesa ne vem ali pa sem v dvomih, ampak dobila sem odlično podlago za kasneje.
 
Ravnokar sem gledala eno oddajo, kjer so pojasnjevali nekatere zagonetke našega ljubega jezika in mi, na moje neskončno veselje, razjasnili zgornjo dilemo, ki me je že nekaj časa žrla. No, zdaj vem, oboje je menda pravilno. :)
 
Že dolgo vem, da obstajajo oddaje o slovenskem jeziku, a bilo bi jih lahko še več, sploh v teh časih in ne samo na nacionalni televiziji. Prilepljena na ekran vsakič prav srkam vsako besedo, ko kdaj naletim na kakšen tak pet-minut-za-slovenščino kotiček, in se jezim sama nad sabo, ker jih ne spremljam redno.

I've always loved my language. Slovenian. Especially in the primary school I had great teachers, so I got a really good base for later.
 
I just watched a tv show about the grammar. There was a lady, an American who has been living here for about 20 years already, explaining the difficulties she had while learning it at the beginning and still has, because our language suppose to be difficult and some rules are, as she kindly said, just perverse. :)
 
She gave an example and it is true, so irrational really, but I haven’t even realize before, because it all seems so natural to me; namely, it goes like this: one snowflake IS, two snowflakes ARE [actually here is the dual, but I don’t want to complicate it even more, because it's a whole another story! :)], three snowflakes ARE, four snowflakes ARE, five snowflakes ... IS(!). :)

Decembrsko ravnotežje A December balance

Začetek Veselega decembra in kultura. Gre to dvoje skupaj? Gre, zaradi ravnotežja.

(posnetki so iz ljubljanskega Mestnega muzeja in vmes ena mojih najljubših pesnic, Mila Kačič;
tu je ena njenih uglasbenih pesmi v izvedbi Katje Šulc)

The start of the Merry December and The Day of Culture. Do they go together? They do, because of the balance.
 
(the pictures are taken in Ljubljana’s streets and its city museum, including one of my favourite Slovene poet, Mila Kačič;
here is one of her lyrics turned into music and sung by amazing Katja Šulc)

Decembrski trojček December triple

Mirove igrarije s hecnimi obrazi pri poznem zajtrku. Funny faces made by Miro while eating late breakfast.

Vodne čarovnije Water magic

Zagonetnost, da ne uporabim kake močnejše besede :), notranjske pokrajine, na primer Planinskega polja na današnjih posnetkih, je dosti bolj čarobna kot zagonetnost notranjskega … moškega. Vsaj enega. :)

I can’t find a suitable, not too rough though :), word in English, but the enigmaticness of Notranjska landscape is far more magical than the enigmaticness of a Notranjska … man. At least one. :)
 
Notranjska region is known by its mysteriousness, as it has an inner world within, a quiet, special and tough underworld with many caves. Its name means Inner land. In the pictures there is Planinsko polje.