July 2008
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Now Do This →
I love the simplicity.
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From one snob to another
Björn: how is the Aniseed parfait, goats curd and walnut friande, iron bark honey mousse?
Sascha: we havn't made it yet
Sascha: but i think it will be super
Björn: it sounds hot
Sascha: yea, we have the panacotta, choc and souffle for the rednecks
Sascha: and that ones for people that actually give a shit
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Feeling like a Tourist
Perhaps I am overly sensitive but I find being asked where to go “for a piss” to be a little abrasive. Especially since it was reviled that I was asked with the presumption I was Swedish. Its unfortunate I was asked by someone from the States, as I already regard Americans as poor travellers, just as some Australians are … Aussie Aussie Aussie. Words can’t describe the shame I feel hearing those...
What is now proven was once imagined.
– William Blake (discovered at the nobelmuseet)
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Form Us With Love →
I walked by their studio/showroom at lest twice today, they a right in the midst of the old town. Perhaps tomorrow I’ll drop by to say Hi.
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Stockholm by Rail
I have fled the zombies of Oslo, seeking refuge in Stockholm. Arriving at a Newport styled hotel just outside of the city, my first stay in a hotel since touching down in Europe. Staying with locals paints a far better picture of a region and thankfully I have had that luxury.
I have all ways adored travailing by train. Arriving in a city is so much more suspenseful, as it slowly revels its...
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Non-Format →
It seems to be the season for restyling sites. Non-Format has finally moved on from the splash page phase.
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Coffee Dream Oslo
I have been meaning to ramble about my mecca here in Oslo. I have made an almost daily pilgrimage to Grünersgate in Grünerløkka where 2004 world barista champion (one year after Australia’s Paul Bassett) and two time runner up, Tim Wendelboe serves his exquisite coffee. While I am yet to see Tim behind the machine, I always find myself in good hands. Chris Kolbu, one of the part time...
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Limes Hotel by Alexander Lotersztain →
I wish i’d been at the opening. Alex as been working on this for quite some time, responsible for even the smallest of details, the list is endless. Most of the people in the rooftop photograph work in design, so its no surprise that Florian (Friend/Photographer) was asking people to remove black where possible. I am the indistinguishable blur on the far left of that picture.
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Onward
I miss Edinburgh and all my friends, new and old i met there. Now i am in Oslo and it struck me as to how much i missed this city in the mean time.
It was not at all easy getting here. After a one hour delay out of Edinburgh followed by a one hour delay in T5, before being herded onto a plane only to be told it would be two hours before we were cleared to fly. A little sprinkle of rain and...
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Core77 →
Core77 has a sexy new site design.
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Coffee Dream
By the door are two signs, the first reads “ J. K. Rowling never wrote here” the other “Drink coffee, do stupid things faster with more energy”. Burlap sacks line the walls and the roaster is in view, under an arch way into the next room labeled “Roasting Den”. This might be a dream. A delightful blond Swede, her hair filled with tiny yellow flowers, works the machine sipping a macchiato. Short!...
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Cultural Impressions
I visited the Dean Gallery to see Foto:Modernity in Central Europe after visiting the Gallery of Modern Art a day earlier. I did this so I wouldn’t run out of time, as it turns out I left that mistake for the Portrait gallery. On the way back to the apartment I wondered by, looked at my phone which told me I had just under two hours before the gallery closed, so I walked in to validate the...
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Sylvain Nouveau →
Skills to pay the bills.
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Lucha Lib of the other hand, may take table tennis a little more seriously then we do.
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June 2008
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Culinary Impressions
Its breakfast time in the Elephant House, where I am told J.K. Rowling wrote her first book. I am sipping the first nigh undrinkable espresso I have had since landing. Simon and Garfunkel is playing while the largely young crowd eat scrambled eggs and bacon.
I have found it difficult to settle on a place to eat as I wonder the city streets. I can feel the built environment effecting me. I am...
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