Nous nous réveillons vers 7 h 30. Nous montons et apprenons que Linda doit partir visiter sa fille Kristin au Canada, 8 heures de route. Avant qu’elle parte nous allons tous les quatre prendre le petit-déjeuner dans un «breakfast» café. Le café est très bon et les muffins faits maison.
Puis Linda part. Steve et Jens vont à l’université et je reste seule. Cela tombe bien parce que j’ai 2 jours de blog à rattraper. Il pleut le matin mais le temps s’éclaircit et il fait beau l’après-midi mais pas chaud. Steve m’a indiqué qu’il y a une bonne librairie à un bloc. J’y vais et cette librairie est imposante, rayons après rayon de livres, neufs et usagés. C’est drôle parce que c’est un quartier résidentiel et, pouf, au milieu des maisons une très importante librairie. Je cherche le dernier tome de la trilogie de Stieg Larson, Le Millenium, pour Linda. Elle m’a dit qu’elle avait lu les deux premiers mais pas encore le dernier, elle attend qu’il sorte en livre de poche. Je ne le trouve pas mais un vendeur me le trouve, usagé. Je l’achète. Puis je me promène un peu dans le quartier. Jolies maisons, un peu anciennes, la maison de Steve et Linda a été construite entre 1920 et 1930. Les maisons autour sont à peu près de la même époque. Les jardins ne sont pas grands mais extrêmement fleuris. Beaucoup d’arbres sont en fleurs, magnolias, cerisiers, camélias, forsytias. Les jonquilles sont finies mais les tulipes les ont remplacées. Il y a aussi de nombreuses primevères, des «perleblomst» en norvégien (des fleurs bleues comme des petites perles), des monnaies du pape, des myosotis. Les gens cultivent même la bande de terre qui est entre la rue et le trottoir.
Steve et Jens rentrent en même temps que moi et nous allons ensemble faire les courses. C’est à 10 mn à pied. Ils ont de la chance, ils peuvent aller à pied faire leurs courses (et acheter des livres!). Quel supermarché! Non seulement c’est très grand mais tout est bio! Des rayons d’un km de fromages, d’olives, de plats végétariens, de légumes et fruits certains inconnus, de vin. Tout est de très bonne qualité et pas trop cher. Jens trouve même un vin de San Juan. Il l’achète bien sûr, on va le boire ce soir. Steve fait la cuisine ce soir. Je la ferai demain.
Nous rentrons et Steve nous mijote un super repas. Il aime beaucoup faire la cuisine, surtout italienne. Je croyais qu’il était d’origine italienne, Malone, mais c’est irlandais.
D’abord nous avons des antipasti: petits cubes de fromage arrosés d’une goute d’huile d’olive aux truffes, et des petits biscuits salés beurrés de fromage blanc et décorés de câpres. Ensuite spaghetti à l’ail et à l’huile d’olive, filets de sole, salade de fenouil et oranges. Un chocolat à l’orange comme dessert. Quel festin.
Steve regarde un match de football à la télé. C’est un match enregistré, Seattle contre Philadelphia. C’est du vrai football (soccer, en anglais) pas du football américains. Jens travaille un peu et moi … je me replonge avec délice dans le dernier Stieg Larson, que j’ai déjà lu bien sûr. Je choisis mes passages, le procès de Lisbeth par exemple.
We wake up around 7.30 am. We go up and learn that Linda has to leave to visit her daughter Kristin, in Canada, an 8 hours drive. Before she leaves we take breakfast in a breakfast coffee. The coffee is very good and the muffins are homemade.
Linda then leaves. Steve and Jens go to the university and I remain alone. This is great because I have two days of blog to catch up. It's raining in the morning but the weather cleared and it's nice in the afternoon but not so hot. Steve told me that there is a good bookstore one away block. I go and this library is impressive, shelf after shelf of books, new and used. It's funny because it's a residential area and, poof, in the middle of houses a very large bookshop. I am looking for the final book in the trilogy by Stieg Larson, The Millennium for Linda. She said she had read the first two ones but not the last, she waits to buy it in paperback. I can not find it but a seller finds a used one. I buy it. Then I walk a little in the neighborhood. Pretty houses, a little bit old, Steve and Linda’s house was built between 1920 and 1930. The houses around are all about from the same period. The gardens are not big but very flowery. Many trees are in bloom, magnolias, cherry trees, camellias, forsythias. The daffodils are finished but the tulips have replaced them. There are also many primroses, "perleblomst 'in Norwegian (blue flowers like small beads), Judas money (?), forget-me-not. People cultivate even the piece of land that is between the street and the sidewalk.
Steve and Jens come home at the same time as me and we go shopping together. It is 10 minutes walk. They are lucky, they can walk to buy food (and to buy books!). What a supermarket! Not only is it very big but everything is organic! Kilometers of shelves of cheeses, olives, vegetarian dishes, vegetables and fruit some unknown, wine. Everything is very of good quality and not too expensive. Jens finds even a wine from San Juan. He buys it of course, we will drink it tonight. Steve does the cooking tonight. I'll do it tomorrow.
We go back and Steve prepares us a great meal. He loves to cook, especially Italian. I thought he was of Italian origin, Malone, but it is an Irish name.
First we have appetizers: cheese cubes sprinkled with a drop of olive oil with truffles, and small crackers buttered with cream cheese and decorated with capers. Then spaghetti with garlic and olive oil, sole fillets, fennel salad and orange. An orange chocolate as dessert. What a feast.
After dinner Steve watches a football match on TV. It is a recorded match, between Philadelphia and Seattle. It's real football (soccer in English) not American football. Jens works a little and me ... I read with delight some passages in the latest Stieg Larson, I have already read it of course. I choose my passages, Lisbeth’s trial for example.
Linda then leaves. Steve and Jens go to the university and I remain alone. This is great because I have two days of blog to catch up. It's raining in the morning but the weather cleared and it's nice in the afternoon but not so hot. Steve told me that there is a good bookstore one away block. I go and this library is impressive, shelf after shelf of books, new and used. It's funny because it's a residential area and, poof, in the middle of houses a very large bookshop. I am looking for the final book in the trilogy by Stieg Larson, The Millennium for Linda. She said she had read the first two ones but not the last, she waits to buy it in paperback. I can not find it but a seller finds a used one. I buy it. Then I walk a little in the neighborhood. Pretty houses, a little bit old, Steve and Linda’s house was built between 1920 and 1930. The houses around are all about from the same period. The gardens are not big but very flowery. Many trees are in bloom, magnolias, cherry trees, camellias, forsythias. The daffodils are finished but the tulips have replaced them. There are also many primroses, "perleblomst 'in Norwegian (blue flowers like small beads), Judas money (?), forget-me-not. People cultivate even the piece of land that is between the street and the sidewalk.
Steve and Jens come home at the same time as me and we go shopping together. It is 10 minutes walk. They are lucky, they can walk to buy food (and to buy books!). What a supermarket! Not only is it very big but everything is organic! Kilometers of shelves of cheeses, olives, vegetarian dishes, vegetables and fruit some unknown, wine. Everything is very of good quality and not too expensive. Jens finds even a wine from San Juan. He buys it of course, we will drink it tonight. Steve does the cooking tonight. I'll do it tomorrow.
We go back and Steve prepares us a great meal. He loves to cook, especially Italian. I thought he was of Italian origin, Malone, but it is an Irish name.
First we have appetizers: cheese cubes sprinkled with a drop of olive oil with truffles, and small crackers buttered with cream cheese and decorated with capers. Then spaghetti with garlic and olive oil, sole fillets, fennel salad and orange. An orange chocolate as dessert. What a feast.
After dinner Steve watches a football match on TV. It is a recorded match, between Philadelphia and Seattle. It's real football (soccer in English) not American football. Jens works a little and me ... I read with delight some passages in the latest Stieg Larson, I have already read it of course. I choose my passages, Lisbeth’s trial for example.
La librairie
The bookstore
Le supermarché
The supermarket
Un magnolia
Une rue bordée de cerisiers en fleur
A street with many cherry trees in bloom
Même la bande entre le trottoir et la rue est cultivée
Even the strip between the sidewalk and the street is cultivated
Minie serre
Mini green house
Piste cyclables
Bike path
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