31 August 2011

Applesauce Blueberry Cake

The Babe will start school this week and so Monday we went as a family to tour his new school, talk with his teachers, and meet his new class. The Boy and I had a lovely time. The Babe was a mixture of excited (about all the new toy cars to play with) and apprehensive (there were an awful lot of strangers). This visit to a new place with lots of kids with Daddy was so out of the ordinary that he stayed close, making sure Mama was never out of sight. I know that I am his safety blanket. We've been everyday companions for a very long time now, after all. I've never been away from him for much longer than the time it takes to eat a decent meal. But starting Friday he will be in someone else's care for 5 hours a day/5 days a week. I think that he and I are both a little scared of this new milestone. It will be good for both of us, I know. We will each learn new things, explore new places, make new friends. Still, when we got home from his first official visit to his new day school, I felt like baking something warm and comforting to make us all feel better. This yummy applesauce blueberry cake fit the bill perfectly. 

adapted from THE JOY OF COOKING

Preheat the oven to 350ºF. Line a loaf pan with wax or baker's parchment. (You could also use a 9x2 inch round pan, a 6 cup fluted tube or Bundt pan greased and floured.)
Mix together thoroughly:
  1 1/2 cups all purpose flour
  3/4 teaspoon baking soda
  1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
  1/2 teaspoon ground cloves
  1/2 teaspoon ground allspice (optional)
  1/8 teaspoon nutmeg
  1/2 teaspoon salt
In a large bowl, beat until creamy:
  8 tablespoons (1 stick) unsalted butter
  1/2 cup white sugar
  1/4 packed brown sugar
Beat in:
  1 large egg
Add the flour mixture in 3 parts, alternating with:
  1 cup applesauce, preferably unsweetened
Mix until everything is just blended. Stir in:
   1 cup fresh or frozen blueberries
Scrape the batter into your pan of choice and spread evenly. Bake until a tooth pick inserted into the center comes out clean, about 1 hour in the loaf pan, 25 minutes in the cake pan, or 40 minutes in the Bundt pan. Let your cake cool for 10 minutes. To remove the cake, turn the loaf pan upside down on a plate and lift, then peel the paper off. Let it cool for a few more minutes and then dust with powdered sugar. 

The Babe was so excited about his applesauce blueberry cake that I had to cut it as soon as it was cool enough to eat. 

30 August 2011

Day 30: High Tide/Low Tide




Oh, how I do love the sea!

29 August 2011

Our Weekend in Pictures


A HUGE post haircut brunch @ Conrad's Cafe
(more on the new hair once we get to know one another a little better)

The gorgeous reds and purples of fall are already making an appearance here.
And fall berries. I feel like making a crisp. 

 My fellas watering the flowers at the Økolariet in the rain.

 Lego robots

 making friends with a dinobot

our last weekend trip to Robert's Isbar (ice cream parlor)
It's only open for the summer. I think someone told me that
it closes September 1.

How about you? How was you're weekend? Please leave a a link in the comments and I'll stop by for a visit!

27 August 2011

Moving to Denmark: A Treatise



**** WARNING: This is not a warm, fuzzy post about how awesome and romantic it is to move to and live in a foreign country. It's very often those things, of course. It certainly starts off that way. You arrive in your new country and are instantly enamored with its charm and beauty. It's all so DIFFERENT! So EXCITING! You explore your new city and check out all the neighborhoods you've been visiting  online for months. You spend a few days looking for a place to call home. You sign a lease and then BAM! Reality hits you and you realize you have absolutely no idea what you're doing. It's a completely new country with a completely foreign way of doing things. And they probably do it in a language that you don't speak yet. How/Where do I sign up for electricity, gas, water? Which cable and internet company is the best? What's the recycling policy? (This was a VERY big deal in Greenwich. Do it wrong and they would not pick up your trash.) I have to register with HOW many people? And by when? And where do I go to do that exactly? The more public benefits you are entitled to as a taxpayer, the more people you have to sign up with, and what public benefits AM I entitled to again? How the hell do we hang these lights? (We're still working on that last one. We are not DIY people.) Sometimes, if you have a lot of help, all of these things get worked out fairly quickly.  If you don't have a lot of help, well, then getting truly settled in can go on for a while. Either way, the "I didn't know I had to do that" can go on for months. You, as a foreigner, will have no clue about having to/how to do "it" and chances are your friend who has been helping you out will take "it" for granted as something that everyone here just knows to do. So until the business of the move is taken care of, you might have a very bipolar relationship with your new country. One day you might be out exploring and absolutely IN LOVE with everything around you and then the next day you get a notice in the mail saying (in a letter you need to Google translate) that you've failed to do something and could you please rectify the situation ASAP. 

Now that that's out of the way...

I know that I promised you this post FOREVER ago. And, as its length will show, I've been working on it ever since. I've given it a lot of thought and done tons of research and tried to remember the process, but it's the darnedest thing - my normally super reliable, elephant like memory is somehow super hazy on the details and logistics of this move to Denmark. Maybe it was because we were coming off of a month of visiting family in the US and I felt discombobulated. Maybe it was because I was still in mourning about our having to move away from London. Maybe it was because this was our first move with a toddler in tow. Maybe it was because ALL THREE OF US came down with the stomach flu on the flight from the US and spent the first 48 hours in Denmark in agony. (That's a story for another day.) Maybe it was a combination of all these things, or none of them, but whatever it was, when it comes to those first three months and the red tape of moving here, I find my memory is really really murky. Still. Here goes.****

The first thing that you should know about our move to Denmark is that it did not go entirely smoothly. (See above.) There isn't just a whole lot of information out there about how to do things here and a lot of what we managed to get done was simply a matter of trial and error. I'm fairly sure that we went about things the hard way. We got some help and guidance from The Boy's HR department, but with hundreds of expat employees assigned to just one woman, well, needless to say she couldn't devote her entire life to getting us settled. She did what she could and for that we are grateful.

The second thing that you should know is that Denmark is expensive. Southerner that I am, I hate to talk about money, but this is really something you should know. You should prepare yourself for serious sticker shock. It doesn't help that $1 = 5+ Danish kroner which just feels more expensive. The income tax rate here is around 43%  for most people. The VAT (basically a sales tax) is 25%. There is an import tax  which I believe to be around 33% as well. This means if you buy, say Clinique makeup, instead of paying $24 you will pay $47 (245 DK). I know these numbers seem overwhelming but there are silver linings. The social benefits are substantial. Your medical care is provided for by the state and, despite the anti social medicine rhetoric in the US, it is quality healthcare. The work week is 37 hours long and after working here for a year you will have 30 days (HOLY COW!) of paid vacation. Paid maternity leave is up to 52 weeks. Paternity leave is 2 weeks and the father is allowed to spilt maternity leave with the mother if they choose. Child care is heavily subsidized. 

Documentation
If you are moving to Denmark, you are going to need a Danish work or residence visa. This is one of those hazy parts of my memory. To be honest, I'm not really sure what the process is on this. It was all arranged by The Boy's employer. I can tell you that, while we did have his contract and letter of employment when we entered the country, the actual visa was placed in our passports later when we registered with the police. 

Once you're in Denmark, you will need to be assigned a CPR number ASAP.* It's like a Social Security Number. You will take your residence permit and a photo ID to your local Folkeregisteret. While you are there they will ask you to choose a doctor from a list that they will provide. A few weeks later your Yellow Card will arrive in the mail. This card will have your name, your CPR number, and the name and address of your doctor on it. This card/CPR number is very very important. With it you can open a bank account, get a mobile phone contract, cable and internet service, check out a book from your local library, receive state funded healthcare, the list goes on. I take it with us everywhere we go because I still never know when I might be asked for it. 

*The Boy somehow got his CPR number through work. I'm not sure if this is standard. 

Transportation:
We've not had a car since moving abroad and I've gotta say, I have not missed it. I love public transportation. I love not having to worry about a car. I love riding trains and buses and people watching on the subway. I love that it's someone else's job to get me where I'm going and all I have to do is sit back and enjoy the ride.

Denmark has excellent public transportation. I strongly recommend taking advantage of it. If you don't absolutely have to have a car to get to work, don't get one. Take the train or the bus. Buy a bike. The biking culture is HUGE here. Avoid buying or leasing a car like the plague. They are serious money sucks. Most unfortunately The Boy is one of those that needs a car to get to work. 

Oh, car! How do I hate thee? Let me count the ways:
  • The tax on buying a new car here is 180%.  
  • We opted to lease and there was a substantial deposit involved. 
  • The Boy needed his CPR number before we could lease the car, so we had to rent one. We thought we'd be renting for 2 weeks tops. Turns out it was more like a month.
  • Gas, maintenance, and insurance are all expensive. Part of this is purchasing two sets of tires : one for winter and one for summer. 
  • Unless you are from the EU and a hand full of other countries (the US isn't one of them) you will need to get a Danish driver's license. To obtain a Danish license you will have to take both a theory test and a practical test. It is recommended that you take one or more classes in driving theory and driving before taking the tests. These classes can cost anywhere from 700 kr for a one of class to 10,000 kr for an entire series of classes.  Both the theory and driving tests are administered in Danish, so if you don't speak Danish, you will have to hire a police approved translator ( 400 kr for the theory test, 550 kr for the driving test). I believe, though am not certain, that if you take these classes through a driving school (køreskole) they will provide you with all the translators you need and will arrange your tests for you. 
Housing
Housing for our first three months was arranged for us by The Boy's employers while we looked for a permanent place. Since we had leased our first house for that time period, we didn't want to overlap rent if we found something that we really wanted. We thought that a month would be more than enough time to find a place so we didn't really start looking until January. BIG MISTAKE. A lot of real estate agents don't have much in the way of rental properties. (We were told that most people just don't rent in Jutland.) The newspaper in Herning had maybe 3 listings tops. So we had to turn to the internet.  A lot of the apartments for rent (til leje) on these sites are posted many months ahead of vacancy. So if you need a place to stay in say September, you'd might want to start looking in June. 

We found these sites to be the most helpful:
At the suggestion of a friendly reader (thanks!) http://www.boligmap.dk

If you're going to Google something, try using the words bolig and til leje.

Deposits here can be insane - like up to 6 months rent upfront insane. This isn't always the case, but it does happen. Some people, like Sage from Sage and Simple, opt to buy a house instead. You can read all about her quest to find her Danish dream home here. This post about her house hunting process is particularly interesting and helpful.

Utilities
I'm fuzzy on the utility situation. Our rent covers heating and water. Our building supervisor contacted the electric company to give them our billing information. I think that payments are made on a quarterly basis. Once a month we get a statement from our bank which contains all the information from all the companies we've set up automatic withdrawals with. We don't receive separate statements from the individual companies.

Getting A Cell Phone
Wow! Was this a horrible experience! Please. Learn from our pain. 

First, let me explain how getting a cell with a contract here works. Let's say that you want an iPhone 4. The total cost of that iPhone is 5242 DK ($1,015). You'd put a downpayment down of say 200 DK and then pay the balance off over the course of 6 months in addition to whatever you are paying for your plan. After that, you own that iPhone and your cell phone bill goes down to cover just the price of your plan. 

In London I used a cheap £5 pay as you go cell the entire time we were there, which was fine. It was actually completely my idea. But when we moved to Denmark, Apple fan that I am, I wanted an iPhone. We got here in November and The Boy's  grand plan was to have it wrapped up and under the tree for Christmas. Being somewhat frugal people we naturally wanted the best deal so we headed to 3 mobil. They have a deal with Apple which makes the iPhone 4 slightly less expensive if you purchased the phone and your plan from them. I went first. No go. I didn't have the right letter in my visa. OK. Fine. I understand. I have a resident visa, not  a work visa. How are they to know I can pay for it? The Boy went to work his magic and, though he has a work permit, he didn't have the right letter on his visa that would allow him to purchase a cell phone with 3 either. We went to TDC (home of the weirdest ad campaign EVER) because The Boy's company phone is through them and they have a free calling from TDC cell to TDC cell. They would give us a phone but only if we put down 5000 DK ($1000) ON TOP OF the 5000+ DK cost of the iPhone. They would then KEEP that 5000 DK FOR TWO YEARS which is looong after we'd actually finished paying for the iPhone. And the reasons for these policies? Well, we're foreigners who have not permanently immigrated to Denmark, you see.  How do they know we won't just take the iPhone and head for the boarder? (To be fair, these were company policies. The employees were nothing but embarrassed about having to tell us no and why.)

We eventually went with Telnor. It's been a completely enjoyable and, more importantly, hassle free experience. I also hear good things about Telia.

Cable
If you are planning to use a TV, computer, or radio in Denmark, then you have to pay for a media license (around 2,260 DK annually). 

Cable providers are:

Internet
Any of the cable or cell companies I've listed here also provide broadband service. 

Furniture
Denmark truly is an interior design addict's dream. Everything here is just gorgeous and unique. Part of the fun is discovering something amazing in one of those little out of the way shops. Here are a few stores and websites you might need to tide you over until you find those charming boutiques. 

Ikea We've probably done  most of our house ware shopping there. We like the furniture and, since we were pretty much completely kitting out our new home from scratch, it fit into our budget. 
Lauritz is an auction website packed with mid century modern awesomeness.

I bet after all this you're probably asking yourself, "Well, jeez, why should I move to Denmark?" My answer: Because Denmark is an absolutely amazing and beautiful country! Moving anywhere is always going to be stressful and moving to a completely different country in a totally different part of the world, well, that's always going to be really really stressful. But. By taking a chance and doing something that will seem completely crazy to many people in your life, you will discover that you are more courageous and resourceful and creative and aware and self reliant than you ever thought you could be. It won't always be easy. It probably won't even always be fun. But it will be one hell of an adventure. 

And really isn't that what life is all about?

If you have any questions about something that isn't covered here or would like for me to expound on something that is, please feel free to comment or shoot me an email. 

And please stop by and visit these awesome expats in Denmark:
and very new to Denmark

Playing Dress Up

Normally, I don't really care that much about my hair. I like it to be clean and presentable, yes. Stylish, even. But I don't spend hours and hours getting it to look just so. I've learned through bitter experience that the more time I spend on it, the faster the wind is going to mess it up, so why bother? I've accepted my fate and embraced "messy hair", preferably up and out of my face, which means the longer the better.  So the whole no haircut for a year thing has not been that big of a deal for me. Now that I have an appointment to have something done with it tomorrow, I'm nervous. I'm absolutely gaga over the messy bangs with a messy bun look. There is just something so bohemian and sexy about it. (You can visit my pinspiration (see what I did there?) to see what I mean.) I really really want to give bangs a try. The thing is, there is this little voice in my head says bangs don't look good on me. 

To settle this once and for all, I turned to the interwebs. My first stop was myheritage.com and their feature called "Celebrity Collage". Upload a picture and, using their handy dandy face recognition technology,  My Heritage will tell you which 8 celebrities look the most like you. Very scientific. 

Apparently I look like
Krista Allen, Beyonce, Jessica Biel, Elisha Cuthbert
Rose McGowan, Kate Winslet, Katherine Heigel, and 
Catherine Zeta Jones. Not a bad lot. 

Knowing which celebrities I resemble comes in handy at the next stop: InStyle's Hollywood Makeover where you can try on the fabulous hairstyles of all your favorite celebs! Upload that same gorgeous picture, click on a celebrity, do a little length and width adjustment on the hair and voila! Now you (kinda) know what you would look like with Lady Gaga's hair! 

Instyle doesn't have every celebrity ever, but they do have a pretty fair number and all your major styles are represented, even a few outdated ones (hello, The Rachel). There were 18 styles from 5 of the ladies I "resembled" on My Heritage. Of those 18, I only liked 2 of them and of those 2, one is really just way shorter than I want to go. Still it was fun to "try on" something so different. After I'd exhausted that group of ladies, I moved on to famous people regular people say I look like (Reese Witherspoon, which I totally don't get) and then I moved on to just bangs (Katie). Here are the results.

Trying on the hairstyles of the lovely  
Elisha Cuthbert , Jessica Biel,  Emma Stone,
 Emma Stone (again),  Reese Witherspoon,  Katie Holmes

Wasn't that fun? I think I dig the Katie Holmes hair the most. 
At least I don't hate the bangs. 

25 August 2011

My Mom and Dad


99.9% blissfully married since 1973!
Happy Anniversary!

à la Parisienne



the adorably French Morgan of Les Composantes Blog

the incomparable Keiko Lynn

I have been in a stylists chair September 24 of last year and so I am now in desperate need of a haircut. I have an appointment for Saturday I feel the need to shake things up just a teeny bit. It's been a long time since I've had bangs, which I hated when I was 10, but these lovely ladies are making me seriously rethink the bang ban. 

To bang or not to bang, that is the question. What do you guys think? 

Day 24: Pumpkin Orange





Clearly it's THE color for fall. Sadly, I don't think it's my color. 
Still, it does make me feel warm and cozy and in need of a big slice of
pumpkin pie. With lots of cinnamon spiced whipped cream on top, please.

22 August 2011

Day 22: This Weekend

making a mess on Saturday



playing in the fountain on Sunday












16 August 2011

Day 16

Birthday Bombe




Day 15: Just Another Monday

Yesterday was Monday and on Mondays, I clean. Nothing glamorous or fun. Just good ol' elbow grease and a healthy respect for how much dirt we can drag in over the course of seven days.


But after the cleaning, I made Nutella Chocolate Chip Cookies. 


And The Babe napped. 


I love watching this kid sleep. 

For those of you wondering about our sleep deficit induced tantrum, I think there are a number of things going on here. 1) He's constantly putting his fist in his mouth and pulling on his cheeks and drooling like crazy, which leads me to believe that he's getting his two year old molars. 2) He was having an allergic reaction (rash) to either the aloe in the new organic soap we bought him or the lavender oil in his baby massage oil. We've just been giving him water baths until it clears up and then we'll do a tiny patch test to what he's allergic to. 3) He's still getting used to his big boy bed and the newfound freedom it allows. 4) Since it's a bigger bed, he's having a difficult time finding his binky when he wakes up in the middle of the night. 5) He hates sleeping under covers and so, since it's been warm, he's just been sleeping on a fitted sheet. BUT. He likes sleeping on top of fluffy comforters. So we got him a nice comforter and pillow and a duvet set with his favorite things in the whole world on it - cars and buses. And airplanes, which he calls "zips". (sneak peek above) The theory is to make his bed so awesome he won't want to climb into ours.  How's that going for us? Well, he loves going to sleep in his bed. That's no problem. Last night he puttered into our room at about 4:30, which is an improvement. I got up before he could crawl into our bed and carried him back to his room where, yes, I curled up next to him and fell asleep. Until 7:30 this morning. So that was kinda awesome.

I know. I know. Two steps forward, three steps back. We'll get there. 

13 August 2011

Day 13: Tantrum


Things have not been running smoothly at our house the last few days. Beginning around midnight, The Babe insists on climbing out of his big boy bed to join us. I walk him back to his room. I put him back to bed. I pet his head. I give him a kiss. He goes back to sleep. I go to bed. Then somewhere in the neighborhood of way before dawn I hear the pitter patter/sleepy shuffle of little feet on hardwood floors and I know he is on his way to our room. I get up. We go back to his room. I curl up next to him in his tiny bed and together we enter into a very restless sleep. He tosses and turns. He performs feats of gymnastics in his sleep, his little feet walking up and down the wall beside his bed. Last night this little ritual happened at 4 a.m. with the addition of him wanting to watch a movie. (No. Absolutely not, little one. Back to bed with you!) We both got up three hours later exhausted and grumpy. Conditions were ripe for a total meltdown, which happened today when Daddy disappeared into a Subway to grab some lunch. 




Just to be clear, the meltdown was his, not mine. 

If anyone has any advice on how to deal with a midnight wandering toddler, I'd love to hear it. My already small window of sleep is closing to a slim 4 hours + 3 hours of getting scratched, punched, and kicked. Good times. 

No, seriously. Please. I'm begging here.  I'll try anything. 

12 August 2011

Day 12: Life Lesson


Sometimes you just have to jump in...




...and learn to swim up stream. 




Day 11: A Day Late

A Play Day



pass the ball

Ah-BOO!


Ah-BOO!

Yesterday, with all its extreme overcast-ness, was not a good day for impromptu iPhone photography. That little camera is awesome, but it can only do so much. 

10 August 2011

Day 10




tiny aspirin to keep the migraines away

09 August 2011

Day 9: Watching in Shock and Sadness



I cannot tear myself away from the BBC's coverage of the London riots. Last night the violence spread to very near our old neighborhood in East Greenwich. Today The Boy sent me this map which documents all the fires, looting, vandalism, and violence. Sadly, some of our old haunts in London did not escape unscathed.


We attended services at a little church in Blackheath. I rode the DLR past Mudchute at least twice a week on my way to have lunch with The Boy at Canary Wharf. I went shopping in Lewisham. We rode the train through Deptford. I know these places. I love these places. There is truly no place like London and it both saddens and angers me beyond words to think of this amazing town burning, its wonderful people suffering. 

God bless you, Londontown. Stay safe tonight, England. 
And to all you assholes wrecking havoc and terror... shame. Shame on you. I sincerely hope that you are caught and that they throw not only the book but the entire library at you. 

08 August 2011

Day 8: Dark Skies



and thunder in the distance




07 August 2011

Day 7: Sunday Morning Breakfast





This was my very first attempt at homemade beignets. 

06 August 2011

Day 5: Dinner Tonight


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super yummy eggplant pizzas 


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store bought baklava with homemade rose and mint Greek frozen yogurt
recipe adapted from Food Stories

Lately I've been craving food from around the Mediterranean. Maybe it's because we're planning a visit to Italy soon. Or maybe it's because some of my favorite photographers have made trips there recently and have been sharing the most beautiful pictures. If you're looking for a daydream vacation this weekend, then check out the gorgeous photos from Tina's (of Traveling Mama) ongoing update of their working vacation (her hubby is the very talented Jack Fussell) to Tuscany and the brilliant Marianne Taylor's coverage of this absolutely beautiful wedding in Florence. This is serious eye candy folks. Enjoy! Have a happy, sunny weekend!

04 August 2011

Day 4: Paper Cranes




These guys have been hanging in my window since Easter. They're just so pretty I don't want to take them down. 

02 August 2011

Day 2: Viking Moot




 A 2km hike through a beautiful forest ended in this field with a Viking encampment.

 It overlooked beautiful Moesgård beach.

 Viking Beach Party!

music and dancing

 displays of horsemanship

 Let the fighting begin!




 There can be only one!

It was an exhausting day, especially for The Babe, 
but we all had the most amazing time.