Or in this case, my Dear Void, charm lies in simplicity. And today I want to tell you about one absolute charming and wonderful food-experience I had.
Maybe I havent said it, but Im leaving Estonia soon. My eyes are set on one big metropolis in western Europe - London. But before I leave with my 2 suitcases, I wanted to get my friends together once more and have a good time, have a nice lunch. And indeed we did.
We picked restaurant Polpo, which is located in the hotel London (!) in Tartu, Estonia. The moment I walked in and asked for the table which my friend had reserved, I was treated like a queen. I had some flowers with me and before I could open my mouth and ask for a little vase for them, the waiter said that he will bring the vase for my flowers right away. I sat down in awe. While I was waiting for my friends, he came by to offer me a look whats in the menu and ask if I cared for a drink. He completely anticipated every wish and was so complementary, I felt like a vip and I havent got to the food yet.
My friends arrived and we had a marvellous time and the food. I have to pause for a moment to savour it. I had wild mushroom risotto and when it came to the table, first of all it was a big load and second of all, it was so pretty with the curly pea-sprouts. And the taste! My tummy was singing and I heard more of that all around the table. Home-made blueberry and strawberry sorbet for dessert was like a cherry on the cake.
The food and the waiter was what made this day perfect, thank you Oliver for being the best waiter I have ever seen!
And as you see, I strongly recommend to visit this place! http://polpo.ee/en/
P.S the line - charm lies in simplicity is actually the restaurants slogan, printed to all of their receipts.
Saturday, June 22, 2013
Sunday, June 16, 2013
Its better not to expect anything....
Yes, my Dear Void. Today has been the living proof of that. It would have been like any other of my normal Sundays - lazy, quiet and relaxing. But few days ago I decided to go for a massage on Sunday aka today. You may ask me how would it make my normal Sunday any different? Massage is supposed to be soothing and relaxing like wrapping you in a soft blanket and cuddling you. You couldnt be any more wrong...
Well, I am relaxed now but it was completely different story before. You know Dear Void how I am a little pain-o-phobic? So I dont really like that kind of physical treatments that cause pain or discomfort. I rather not have them (unless its medically necessary). So I thought that this "Healing massage" I signed up for was that kind of cozy and fuzzy blanket experience. I got there, I laid down on the table, I was covered in oil and then I was touched like never before. Oh yes, she did. And it was painful like hell, the whole hour of it. I didnt cry (because I have still some dignity left) and I didnt really moan in pain but my toes were curled up and my stomach tied itself into one big knot (which she later opened with her liver-tingling tummyrub, it doesnt sound painful, but trust me on this one, it was).
After 70 minutes I got up, wiped off the excess oil and got dressed and she told me not to be afraid at home. At that moment I wasnt paying much attention to it, though her words puzzled me, at home not so much. I stood infront of the bathroom mirror and looked in horror at my bruised body. Believe me when I tell you, I have never had bruises on my lower back (not the big ones but the bruise-web all across it) and neither on my neck! My back also got its share.
I realize now that it probably sounds like a horror story and a campaign against the massage but no, I would go to her again because she really does it well (plus the nice shock-factor later at home. Just kidding). And I had the deepest conversation I have had in a while with her and to be honest, talking also distracted me from feeling the pain. Thank you Alice.
P.S Dont worry about the bruises my Dear Void, they will be gone in a week!
Well, I am relaxed now but it was completely different story before. You know Dear Void how I am a little pain-o-phobic? So I dont really like that kind of physical treatments that cause pain or discomfort. I rather not have them (unless its medically necessary). So I thought that this "Healing massage" I signed up for was that kind of cozy and fuzzy blanket experience. I got there, I laid down on the table, I was covered in oil and then I was touched like never before. Oh yes, she did. And it was painful like hell, the whole hour of it. I didnt cry (because I have still some dignity left) and I didnt really moan in pain but my toes were curled up and my stomach tied itself into one big knot (which she later opened with her liver-tingling tummyrub, it doesnt sound painful, but trust me on this one, it was).
After 70 minutes I got up, wiped off the excess oil and got dressed and she told me not to be afraid at home. At that moment I wasnt paying much attention to it, though her words puzzled me, at home not so much. I stood infront of the bathroom mirror and looked in horror at my bruised body. Believe me when I tell you, I have never had bruises on my lower back (not the big ones but the bruise-web all across it) and neither on my neck! My back also got its share.
I realize now that it probably sounds like a horror story and a campaign against the massage but no, I would go to her again because she really does it well (plus the nice shock-factor later at home. Just kidding). And I had the deepest conversation I have had in a while with her and to be honest, talking also distracted me from feeling the pain. Thank you Alice.
P.S Dont worry about the bruises my Dear Void, they will be gone in a week!
Thursday, June 13, 2013
Best thoughts come at night.
Isnt it so, Dear Void? I have noticed that the best thoughts come before sleeping and then I doze off to process them in my dreams and the results are dreams where all the weird things seem completely normal and ordinary. But thats not what I wanted to talk about.
I was laying in bed yesterday and I couldnt sleep. It was still so much light outside, it doesnt really go that dark in June, the "light nights" as they call it. I was laying here and thinking. And in the moments like this, I like to talk out loud. If anybody heard me, they would probably think that Im little nutty, talking to myself but this kind of habbit (I wouldnt really call it that though) helps me to clear my head and get some things straight. Raise your hand who also does that!
So I was laying here and thinking to myself and one conversation I had with someone came to my head. We were talking about our correspondence in facebook. He asked me why am I not writing as often as I used to. I replied that why arent you writing at all. He said that he has been really busy lately. I dont really want to narrate you all that was said (because it got kind of ugly) but that brings me to one thing that I really hate about facebook messaging and how some people do it.
For example, when I get a message there, I reply right away. Some people dont really do that. The read it and they reply much later. Dont people realise that the other person can see when you have first read it? And I dont really buy that crap what some people give me saying that they didnt have time to reply. Really? You had time to surf the facebook, post some new pictures and obviously had time to read what I wrote and all of a sudden you dont have a minute to write me couple of lines? I do understand that people are busy. BUT when you are really busy as you claim to be, why are you online in the first place? You should be busy with being busy.
Does that kind of behaviour bother other people too or is it just me? It wouldnt be the first time, Dear Void.
I was laying in bed yesterday and I couldnt sleep. It was still so much light outside, it doesnt really go that dark in June, the "light nights" as they call it. I was laying here and thinking. And in the moments like this, I like to talk out loud. If anybody heard me, they would probably think that Im little nutty, talking to myself but this kind of habbit (I wouldnt really call it that though) helps me to clear my head and get some things straight. Raise your hand who also does that!
So I was laying here and thinking to myself and one conversation I had with someone came to my head. We were talking about our correspondence in facebook. He asked me why am I not writing as often as I used to. I replied that why arent you writing at all. He said that he has been really busy lately. I dont really want to narrate you all that was said (because it got kind of ugly) but that brings me to one thing that I really hate about facebook messaging and how some people do it.
For example, when I get a message there, I reply right away. Some people dont really do that. The read it and they reply much later. Dont people realise that the other person can see when you have first read it? And I dont really buy that crap what some people give me saying that they didnt have time to reply. Really? You had time to surf the facebook, post some new pictures and obviously had time to read what I wrote and all of a sudden you dont have a minute to write me couple of lines? I do understand that people are busy. BUT when you are really busy as you claim to be, why are you online in the first place? You should be busy with being busy.
Does that kind of behaviour bother other people too or is it just me? It wouldnt be the first time, Dear Void.
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Lazy-Bug
Yes my Dear Void. I come here and I see that I have been incredibly lazy. Its almost 2 months since I last wrote here. And I have had one of my dear friends asking me several times that have I written anything new here? And all these times my answer has been no.
Dont get me wrong, let me explaine. Its not that I havent been wanting to and its not that my life has become so boring that its not worth mentioning. On the contrary, my life has been taking twists and turns since I last checked here and I have been waiting for the water to clear a bit so I could have better view on things. I remember I once said here that I dont want to talk about random things, things that dont have any significance to my life. I also dont want to talk about serious things that I dont know anything about.
But none of these things I think are the true reasons why I have been silent for this long. I guess its some sort of a superstition that I dont want to say some things or do some things until Im absolutely sure about them or I can predict the outcome, at least a little. So I havent been wanting to tell all my plans until things are really set and happening.
Today was a hard day for me, as well as yesterday. I handed in my resignation. You know Dear Void, today was especially hard. My boss was shocked and I was tearing up. I love what I do, the idea of it and this decision to leave didnt come easy for me. But for the sake of my future, I need to move on. I sat in her office and we talked about it and about life in general and she understood why Im going and leaving it all behind. She even said that if she was younger, she would do the same.
I finally made it home after 2,5 grueling days and Im exhausted from all these emotions. I need a rest.
Dont get me wrong, let me explaine. Its not that I havent been wanting to and its not that my life has become so boring that its not worth mentioning. On the contrary, my life has been taking twists and turns since I last checked here and I have been waiting for the water to clear a bit so I could have better view on things. I remember I once said here that I dont want to talk about random things, things that dont have any significance to my life. I also dont want to talk about serious things that I dont know anything about.
But none of these things I think are the true reasons why I have been silent for this long. I guess its some sort of a superstition that I dont want to say some things or do some things until Im absolutely sure about them or I can predict the outcome, at least a little. So I havent been wanting to tell all my plans until things are really set and happening.
Today was a hard day for me, as well as yesterday. I handed in my resignation. You know Dear Void, today was especially hard. My boss was shocked and I was tearing up. I love what I do, the idea of it and this decision to leave didnt come easy for me. But for the sake of my future, I need to move on. I sat in her office and we talked about it and about life in general and she understood why Im going and leaving it all behind. She even said that if she was younger, she would do the same.
I finally made it home after 2,5 grueling days and Im exhausted from all these emotions. I need a rest.
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