plans.

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the recipe said it was easy

only 4 ingredients

no cooking

only

melting

spreading

drizzling

chilling

but

they did not say

not to wear a white sweater with bell sleeves when melting chocolate

don’t forget that you have to individually unwrap each caramel

while chocolate is still warm and not solidifying

that the peanut butter chips won’t actually drizzle

that the caramel will come out in blobs

that the chocolate on the bottom won’t easily come off of the foil

that the slab will not actually break in the right way

that the 4 ingredients will re-solidify in the disposal

that the whole thing will not resemble the picture

that it will still taste good if people are daring enough to try it

that this will be a one-time recipe for me.

‘just because you make a good plan, doesn’t mean that’s what’s gonna happen.’

-taylor swift

cure.

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 picking up chinese food late in the day

 everyone wanted

the same cure

for holiday madness

 restaurant was so busy 

it was all a blur.

‘the Chinese do not draw any distinction between food and medicine.’

-lin yutang

happy christmas.

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I saw

a tiny tricycle 

decorated in garlands and sparkles

parked in the bike rack at the library

heard the train come through town

softly whistling the tune of jingle bells

watched the people line up 

to catch the bus to the airport

taking them somewhere

where people were waiting to see them

turned to say hello

to the man walking his dog

in his Christmas pajamas

spent the day with family and friends

playing and laughing

simply enjoying the celebration

happy Christmas everyone.

“our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at christmas-time.”

– laura ingalls wilder

 

hedgehog.

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found on a medieval tapestry

the hedgehog 

was known to go into the vines

and emerge with the grapes

what could be more perfect?

and why not a Christmas hedgehog?

“the fox has many tricks. the hedgehog has but one. but that is the best of all.”

-ralph waldo emerson

 

 

 

image credits: british medieval history, elaine treharne, dave pilling

strudel.

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the master-chef sisters of hungarian strudel

“You need an egg, two spoonfuls of lard, and a pinch of salt, followed by flour, a dash of vinegar, and just enough warm water to create a dough with a dumpling-like consistency.” This is part of the traditional Hungarian strudel recipe that Ilona and Erzsébet, elderly sisters and lifelong baking partners, learned from their late mother. In their small village of Tura, an hour outside of Budapest, the sisters regularly bake the delicate pastry for up to 500 people for weddings and community events.

In the short documentary Strudel Sisters, directed by Peter Hegedus and Jaina Kalifa, Ilona and Erzsébet share how a family tradition evolved into a livelihood. Their quirky rapport may as well be part of the recipe—no strudel-making session is complete without bouts of bickering and singing.

“I loved the sisters from the first time I met them,” Kalifa told me, “and I knew straight away that we had to make a film about them. They are really special people with big hearts and a great sense of humor and just have this warm, grandmotherly feel, which instantly resonated with me.”

Authentic strudel-making is a dying art. It requires a certain moxie: the dough must be worked vigorously in order to activate the gluten, after which it acquires a threshold of elasticity, allowing the baker to stretch it until it’s tissue-thin and nearly translucent. Then, the filling—most commonly grated apple, brown sugar, lemon, and cinnamon—is added intermittently between the pastry layers.

While making the film, Kalifa and Hegedus were lucky enough to taste five different types of the sisters’ strudel. “My personal favorite was the cheese strudel,” said Kalifa. “Strudel is part of their DNA. They’ve been making strudel all their lives, and you can tell.”

“first bake the strudel, then sit down and ponder.”

-austrian proverb

credits: emily buder- author, peter hegedus/jaina kalifa – video/photo, the atlantic

About This Series:

A showcase of cinematic short documentary films, curated by The Atlantic.

the heat is on.

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(similar to a typical group I saw running into target today)

 

just a few days to go before christmas

it’s sunny and almost 50 degrees 

in the lower peninsula of michigan

 out come

the shorts, the sandals, the sunglasses, the smiles

the coats stay behind

close your eyes

feels almost like summer

we are a hardy lot. 

“heat is heat.”
-lailah gifty akita

change of seasons.

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change is afoot

and

winter solstice has arrived. 

“change in all things is sweet.”

-aristotle

 

 

image credit:

‘Origin of the Spark’ – new painting by Stephanie Law,

as featured in her ‘Conjure’ exhibition

 

conscience.

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growing.

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as we watched 

the big kids perform

‘a christmas carol’

the kinder 

kept whispering

and asking 

‘why is that man so mean?’

‘why is he so crabby?’ 

‘how can he be that mean?’

I told them that later in the play

mr. scrooge’s heart will grow

and he will learn to be nice 

just like what happened to the grinch

 it made my own heart grow

 to think about

their innocence 

their naturally kind and compassionate state of being

how they could not even begin to imagine

why someone would choose to be mean.

‘i think being nice is more important than being clever.’

-ricky gervais

 

worth more.

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try as he might

my colleague was not able to convince anyone

to steal from him

or trade with him

 for this monstrosity of a white elephant gift 

that he randomly chose

at our faculty holiday party

it was as huge as a shield, very heavy, and not the most beautiful

(even said on the back that it was microwaveable,

but would not come anywhere near fitting

into any microwave i’ve ever seen,

and was edged in metal)

but we did laugh about it the entire time

and that is certainly worth something. 

‘the manner of giving is worth more than the gift.’      

-pierre corneille