I made a rather stupid statement at the start of the season, that Summer 2018 would be ‘The Summer of Doing Stuff’. Mostly because I wanted to be out of the house, but also because a part of me wondered if Summer 2018 would be my last in Berlin (spoiler: it was not). But, eh, despite the silliness of the statement, I’ve got to say we did pretty ok at doing said ‘Stuff’. With the exception of that time we decided to go dancing, and instead stayed inside, at three courses of Italian food and played cards (sorry Chiara). This Summer was one of the longest in history: the weather was great, for a long time. And we managed to fit in a fair amount of frolicking. I’m proud of us. Still, winter draws near, and life is getting colder and darker. So it’s time to make a call. Winter 2018/19? Is the winter of Dumplings!
I know what you’re going to say. In fact, I can hear your voice, the tone of it, as you say it. All you ever do is eat. Which isn’t true. Not even remotely so.
I’m not going to lie to you. I’m currently sitting in my kitchen drinking tea and eating Christmas Cake. We’re going out for brunch, so I’m not allowed to have a real breakfast. But Christmas cake doesn’t count, right?
Well, the incredibly perceptive and intelligent amongst you may have noticed that this year’s Christmas tree is not really a tree, but more of a bunch of branches. Let’s call them ‘Christmas Tree: the discontinuous whole’.
And also, mushrooms!