Sitting in the kitchen: January

It seems like is impossible to find the name of the author of this beautiful drawning… My dog is all right now, so she is fluorishing with double energy,  is in very vivid mood and I am still tired and exhausted. It was a real challenge to me to write a few sentences yesterday! Completely lack of time… So if I read your pages later than usual, be patient and wait for me. I think you all expect something about food, if it is “kitchen” in the title of the post, and I only can tell you I already have eaten gorgeous baked feta cheese ( original Greek and bio). This is very simply, country -style dish. You have to get  feta to the casserolle pot, as much as you want to, along with chopped tomatoes and with some dried herbs, I think some Medditerranean herbs, and with a pinch of pepper. I baked it in 160 degrees, but in the recipe is 180. And it tastes amazingly with fresh buns. I want to share my finds: www.elledecoration.co.uk/news/winter-living-recipes/  and www.elledecoration.co.uk/news/winters-harvest-recipes/ . I guess you will glad if you  will give it a try.

Do you want to see our boars? I found on YT lovely video ( seems like everyone here has a video with boars and I am the only one who has not ). Those are not from my place, but also from the town… They do know how to pass the street correct: https://youtu.be/eBYZwKoCc_M  and afterward I would recommend for you another video with elk here in Warsaw. He was swimming in the river Wisła ( Vistula) and people had made a great event I don’t know why. It looks like some cellebrities are there: https://youtu.be/2OCYFK7graU . I hope you like it…

Do you still have a Christmas tree at home? I want to ask by the way, because here in the neighbourhood live some people who are in the habit of taking Christmas tree until Easter. It is impossible not to notice that tree, because it is close to their balcony doors. It looks like they crave us to see their Christmas tree – every weekend they are keeping the lights turned on, and it looks both weird and very nice…

Track on snow 2

boar-track

Hi, guys! I planned this posting to be longer, but I’m so tired by now, and I will add longer story tomorrow. My sweet dog has eaten something creepy I had to walk her severally last night – I must go sleep. It seems she is o.k. right now. Although I have to stroll with her once again, as usual. Through our land of boars… and something else ? In these days I am still looking forward for any new tracks, and today I discovered what you see below. I think it is not a boar print. It must be elk/ moose, don’t you mind? ( Moose maybe not, I read that moose is in America and here in Europe we have elks). Anyhow, what it is?

hoof-print

Tracks on snow

trop1

trop

Come on guys, let me know, what do you think about? In my opinion it is a deer’s hoof-print, but I am not big on it. I captured it today, while I was walking the dog as usual. Maybe it is a boar’s track? I found these in a place, where boars have been visiting often, and also deers are accustomed to eat leaves there. Really hard to say!

A few years ago I saw two young deers in this spot. It was after midnight and I was with my old dog, who was a male dog and I had been keeping him on the leash. The deers were frightened seeing my dog and started to run. It was really slippery, because it happened also in winter an the temperature was next to zero degrees. One deer had been rolled over on the road and a car was dangerously close to her… I started to panic, but the driver turned out to be a quick one and he stopped the car as well… I was afraid she had broken leg, because it was difficult for her to stand up, but after a while she was running with the other through the park!

Kraków in Fałat’s art

Thus, another week has gone! So maybe is closer to spring…  Julian Fałat is one of my favourite Polish painters, despite of the fact he had been painting also huntings, indeed cruel situations ( I believe he did it for money), but the rest is superb and brilliant. So we are in the XIX century right now. And in Cracow, looks like winter…

When I was a child I was spending a part of my vacations in Cracow every summer, because my auntie Jasia had been lived there, in very old, mysterious house ( with awesome wooden balcony, very long, and while you reached the end of the balcony, there was something called “spiżarnia” or “gross kamera” – the amazing pantry with huge amount of big jars with cucambers in brine or confitures). Auntie Jasia ( Jane) was a very classy lady and she was an actress in her younger years. Then she married my uncle Walter who was in a half Austrian and his mother lived in Vienna. He was the only one from my family who had been arrested during II  world war, he spent all the time in “oflag” ( German nazi camp for officers). He was an officer of Polish army. Then he had a cafe on Floriańska street, along with my granddad, until comunists nationalized it – not  long time, only a several years.

falat-krakow

Then, while I became a teen I was travelling to Kraków as often as I could. I remember bad times in Kraków and good times there, in this unique place on Earth. I know a part of my soul is always close to Kraków for some reasons. When I was a student I was spending there almost every weekend. And if it comes to talk about J. Fałat paintings I want to make more posts on him. He had been living and painting in many places, not only in Kraków. ( The last painting I have from Pinterest, and it is from some deleted blog, so I skip the caption)

Here is getting warmer right now. Melting snow is rather ugly, but I feel spring in air, maybe too early!

In Kraków people are a little bit thrifty, and very proud that they are from Kraków. They usually don’t like us, people from Warsaw, and they consider themselves as better, because Kraków is older Polish capital and gla, gla… One time I asked one old man in Kraków, how to go somewhere, I don’t remember… He told me what I needed but was worrying and added : ” But that is very far! You have to wait for the tram!  ” and I said: ” Why?” – ” Because it takes 15 minutes by foot!!!” – he was really scared. LOL! 15 min by foot that is next to nothing! I am from Warsaw – here half an hour by foot is very close.