Friday, September 2, 2016

Time Flies and Summer Dies

Summer lives fast and dies young. Back in Portugal, Summer used to last forever - the constant heat, the dry breeze, the neverending sunlight. Can't say I miss it. I'm an Autumn person as much as I'm a dog person. I'm ready for this Summer to end, reading beat poetry and Flaubert sheltered in the local pub snug, with an imaginary soundtrack (synthwave, The Cure, Sad Lovers and Giants) constantly stuck in my head. I find myself smelling the sweet perfume of old book pages, maybe those campfire marshmallows-scented candles are not enough for my greedy nostrils... White tea, dragonfruit and way too many carbs embellish my diet. Most of the time I feel like a bear cub, or a tiny Jack Russell. An ottersloth! Now, bedtime.

Sunday, August 21, 2016



the morgan library & museum // new york city, 18.11.2015
This library is really something, isn't it?


Cuban Fish Tacos with Citrus Mango Slaw + Chipotle Lime Crema.
Really nice recipes. Every hour.
I wouldn't say no to these cuban fish tacos with grapefruit mango slaw.

I think that this is a very powerful art piece. 
The following sculptures are a representation of past Africans that were thrown overboard during the middle passage throughout the Trans Atlantic Slave Trade. The artist Jason deCaires has created such art to honor African ancestors that past during the greed of slavery.

They look so real😧
These sculptures are so powerful; lest we forget about the TransAtlantic slave trade.

This bedroom is perfect.

Did you know that Keith Richards once threatened to stab Donald Trump? Legen-fucking-dary.

Italian designer Massimo Moreale created these exquisite bookmarks - you can purchase them here.

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Griffith Park

Glasnevin has so much to offer - in a non-touristy way: Botanic Gardens, the Royal Canal, river Tolka, Gravediggers pub and even a pyramid-looking church. Griffith Park revealed itself as another pleasant surprise in the Magnificent Northside. The perfect spot for quiet picnics (weather permitting), dog walking and some time alone with our thoughts. Bring a book and a brolly too.

Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Smoked BBQ at Pitt Bros

Food cooked nice and slow makes the heart - and the stomach - grow fonder. If you haven't tried the smokey wonders of Pitt Bros, you are definitely missing out. This place is a tribute to slow cooked American BBQ: there's brisket (!), buttermilk chicken, charcoal-scented sausage, sticky St Louis style ribs and the good old pulled pork (probably the most ordered meat treat because it's oh so fuckin' trendy, like kale, avocado or ginger beer these days). Fries and mash are mandatory, and if you ever have the chance, please try the homemade lemonade in case you're skipping the craft beer. This is the place to go for some filling meat combo + tasty sides if you want to have a comforting meal in a cool, casual and wallet-friendly, yet centrally located (The George is literally next door, what else could you want?) eatery. Oh, and there's free ice cream too.

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

Deers, Daisies and Dandelions

Phoenix Park, North Side's own Bambiland. Long days spent among intimidating stags and dainty fawns. Grass so green, begging for an impromptu picnic (smoked cheese, grapes and salmon crostini come to mind), at least before the ominpresent Irish Summer rain takes over. Leafy echoes surround my lonesome footsteps towards Magazine Fort, a few minutes away from that ridiculous Papal Cross where the Ashtown kids gather, eating 99s and listening to Calvin Harris as the twilight is late and distant. I see a few more antlers camouflaged somewhere between the bushes and the trees. The Cadbury bar I carry in my pocket melts and I suddenly remember that Winter is over - until further notice.

Thursday, June 2, 2016

DART Destination: Malahide

Malahide combines exactly what I need on a day off: tranquility, an infinity of pale sandy shores (with real sand instead of pebbles), History and a quaint village for that small town vibe we sometimes oddly long for. The rows of pastel-coloured houses reminded me of Notting Hill, only there weren't any tourists taking photos of them. From fancy eateries to cute bakeries, and a few drool-inducing crabshacks, I fell in love with this place right away.

Malahide Beach is a little peace of coastal Heaven where you can walk for ages until you reach Portmarnock, another scenic stretch of sand. There's something about the crackling of broken shells as we step on them, the seaside wind, the sun reflected on the cold water, the smell of wet seaweed... Maybe it brings back some memories from home or from a long lost Summer. You see, when the sun shines in Ireland, magic happens. Sky and sea suddenly become bright blue instead of the usual shades of monochromatic grey (or brownish taupe - I've seen some swampy marinas). Lambay Island can be seen in the distance, with its own private harbour, seals, wallabies and a herd of fallow deer. Yeah, that's right, it's a private island.

Malahide is the perfect place to go for both sand castles and real castles. The castle itself looks quite Game of Thrones-esque actually. There are kids and dogs everywhere, however, peace is not easily disturbed. Me and Ana strolled around the gardens, admiring the emerald foliage and not in a hurry to go back home just yet. Me in my Wes Anderson-inspired outfit, eating marshmallow ice cream like a swine, how I wished to pause those moments so I could enjoy them in slow motion whenever I wanted. Inhaling the iodine breeze, contemplating a neverending seascape, absorbing hundreds of green and blue hues... Well, I can always go back there on a sunny afternoon.
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