Sunday, August 19, 2007

Ruedesheimer Market


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Originally uploaded by Papa, aka Don
After trekking a block or two to the Friday morning market on Ruesdesheimer Platz, we came back well-stocked with provisions for the weekend.

Saturday, August 18, 2007

On Jaywalking

Here's a piece copied from this weeks' The Week in Germany [info@germany.info].

Misunderstandings: You May Jockey for Position at the Supermarket, but Woe Betide Anyone who Attempts to Jaywalk in Germany…

This week, we continue our occasional series on cultural misunderstandings. And we reiterate our call to all TWIG readers to send in comments on this piece or to send us your own stories.

There is an apparent paradox in Germany: Pedestrians wait patiently and calmly for the appropriate signal to cross the street but these very same individuals just might morph into competitive slalom-style shoppers jockeying for position to pay for their groceries as soon as they set foot in a supermarket.

Conversely, many Germans find the haphazard crossing of streets when the light is clearly red and the leisurely, at times seemingly comatose, pace of supermarket checkout lines in the United States alternately appalling (jaywalking) and an excruciating waste of time (slow pace of checkout lines).

Expatriates from the United States, the UK and many other countries, by contrast, have long marveled at the orderly way in which Germans conduct themselves on the streets, obeying all traffic signals and signs, be they walkers, cyclists or drivers. The system generally works and no one gets hurt in the process.

Anyone who tries a cheeky crossing on foot at a red light (even when the road is wide open!), however, will at best get the evil eye from someone and at worst get slapped with a jaywalking fine from a vigilant cop.

"Coming straight from NYC where pedestrians are encouraged to cross when it is a red signal with no traffic approaching (because it helps the traffic flow that wants to turn after the light changes) I began with the indignant stage. 'Ha! Stupid locals!,'" a blogger named profundo wrote about relocating to Munich in 2003 at www.toytowngermany.com, which bills itself as "the English-language community website for Germany", with some 6,000 individuals swapping stories online.

Profundo then went through a series of subsequent stages regarding jaywalking, ranging from denial to paranoia to anger: "I got the strange feeling that something terrible was about to happen to me, like a piano falling from a crane or a manhole cover really being a lion trap."
Then profundo got political: "This is what is wrong with this country! You people are enslaved! Jaywalking is the foundation of Free Enterprise and you need to WAKE UP and JAYWALK or you will never make it to CEO!'"

The famous Ampelmännchen - the little green and red men used in the former East Germany were widely considered much cuter than their western German counterparts and have become popular German symbols. Here an eastern German green light man indicates it's OK to cross the street.

In most responses to profundo's personal jaywalking rant, everyone seemed to wonder why the Germans were so strict about it, although most agreed that out of guilt, fear or a sense of duty to their host country they never jaywalked in front of children or policemen. One woman noted that a friend of hers was even "busted" by a German police officer and received a 40 euro fine for jaywalking.

TWIG editor David Brown also recalls the disapproving looks of German children when he jaywalked in Berlin, as they pointed at him and shouted: "Look at that man, HE crossed the street when the light was red!" These initial humbling experiences cowed him into jaywalking only when no tikes were in sight.

Germans cross the street in an orderly fashion, which could be part of a cultural desire for orderliness and social cohesion that permeates much of German society. And might even be a mirror for some pretty positive aspects of Europe.

As American economist and commentator Jeremy Rifkin suggests in his book "The European Dream" (2004), Europeans tend to have a more "collective" versus "individual" view on how to achieve success as a society. Rifkin posits, moreover, that they just might be on to something in Europe, notably when it comes to energy, environmental, social and healthcare policies. But that's another story, one best discussed after hearing out arguments made by Rifkin and others in the context of a wider transatlantic dialogue.

But why is it that Germans can turn into seemingly hyper-competitive individualists as they jockey for position in a Darwinian fashion at supermarket checkout lines, where Americans and most other people in the English-speaking world tend to wait their turn patiently and, arguably, far more light-heartedly?

While some Americans view waiting to cross the street as a waste of time, Germans can get incredibly impatient in the leisurely, magazine- and candy-laced, wide aisles of our vast supermarkets. The personal stages that profundo describes in feeling forced to wait to cross the street in Germany could be superimposed onto how some Germans feel waiting in line to buy their groceries in America. This is where Germans exhibit their own kind of CEOesque "carpe diem" tendencies, and fail to comprehend what they consider the passive complacency of their American cousins, the utter lack of breakneck speed and efficiency of the laid-back cashiers.
Maybe we are all just impatient or prefer to follow rules in different places and in different contexts?

DJM: If you'd like to see the "Ampelmaennchen," google will bring up an article on Wikipedia. The little man is everywhere in Berlin, and people pay attention to him.

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Summer is dwindling in days but escalating in heat...

Today, National Airport had a high of 102 and us Washingtonians were told to remain inside. Yes, this is a sign that summer is just about over for me. I have less than two weeks until I "report back to duty". It has been a great summer, full of adventures (and not of wedding planning--Oops!).

After Andrew and I left the family in the peaceful Poconos, we (with the help of Uncle Irv's and Aunt Charlotte's GPS) drove into NYC. I had a bit of culture shock at first, wincing when I realized that in order to drive in NYC you need to focus on at least four variables: cars going forward, cars reversing, bikers and walkers. I gripped the handle in the car until my knuckles turned white and Andrew maneuvered fantastically...except when the GPS led us down a one way street in Brooklyn the wrong way.

We were treated to lots of fun in NYC, including Vietnamese sandwiches in Brooklyn and lots of fashion talk between Andrew and Elizabeth. We also had a great brunch in Brooklyn.

The wedding was beautiful. It was overlooking the Hudson. The groom cried. They wrote their own vows and this gave Andrew the idea that he wanted us to write our own vows.

After this, Andrew and I parted ways and I headed up to Providence , RI to study Culinary Nutrition. I was that student in class that everyone hated because I was so interested in everything the teacher had to say. I came to class early, bringing treats to my professors and took an amazing amount of notes. I learned about quinoa and made a great tabuloi from it. We also talked about flax seed, spelt wheat, and the importance of eating locally grown food.

Andrew joined me on Friday and we had a weekend of fun in the North East. We went to the beach, visited the town of Mystic and yes, we drove and, drove all the way home. We finished listening to "Garlic and Sapphires" which made me think about how your appearance changes the way people think about you.

My last adventure of the summer was going to Garrett County (Western Maryland) to do a Habitat for Humanity Project with 12 students from my high school and another chaperon. I was the least skilled worker out there. I learned how to do siding, build a deck, install insulation, shovel, use a drill gun, use a staple gun and what a crawl space was. The people we built a home for lived in a garage before, without indoor plumbing. I will never call myself a poor teacher again.

Our next big adventure will be to Berlin and we can't wait.

Monday, August 06, 2007

The lady of the house


The lady of the house
Originally uploaded by Papa, aka Don

Here are a few photos showing the "Wohnung" or apartment at the IBZ. Click on this one to see the set (15 now in all). There are some scenes of the apartment's interior, several looking out on the street from our very pleasant balcony, a few shots from inside the IBZ's courtyard, and several photos of the buiding's exterior.

Sunday, August 05, 2007

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Happy birthday, my brooklyn bumpkin!

Thursday, August 02, 2007

Personality

While enjoying a fantastic dinner at the lake, Elizabeth, Jean-Cedric, Deborah and I had an excellent conversation about personality tests. I hopped inside and took the Meyers-Briggs test, which Lizzie knows lots about. I just got around to reading my profile and I would say this describes me to a T. If you notice at the bottom, it says that a ENFP (me) really needs a J (judging, Deborah) around to pick up the slack. Perfect, huh?

General: ENFPs are both "idea"-people and "people"-people, who see everyone and everything as part of an often bizarre cosmic whole. They want to both help (at least, their own definition of "help") and be liked and admired by other people, on bo th an individual and a humanitarian level. They are interested in new ideas on principle, but ultimately discard most of them for one reason or another.

Social/Personal Relationships: ENFPs have a great deal of zany charm, which can ingratiate them to the more stodgy types in spite of their unconventionality. They are outgoing, fun, and genuinely like people. As SOs/mates they are warm, affectionate (l ots of PDA), and disconcertingly spontaneous. However, attention span in relationships can be short; ENFPs are easily intrigued and distracted by new friends and acquaintances, forgetting about the older ones for long stretches at a time. Less mature ENFPs may need to feel they are the center of attention all the time, to reassure them that everyone thinks they're a wonderful and fascinating person.

ENFPs often have strong, if unconvential, convictions on various issues related to their Cosmic View. They usually try to use their social skills and contacts to persuade people gently of the rightness of these views; his sometimes results in their negle cting their nearest and dearest while flitting around trying to save the world.Work Environment: ENFPs are pleasant, easygoing, and usually fun to work with. They come up with great ideas, and are a major asset in brainstorming sessions. Followthrough tends to be a problem, however; they tend to get bored quickly, especially if a newer, more interesting project comes along. They also tend to be procrastinators, both about meeting hard deadlines and about performing any small, uninteresting tasks that they've been assigned. ENFPs are at their most useful when working in a group w ith a J or two to take up the slack.

ENFPs hate bureaucracy, both in principle and in practice; they will always make a point of launching one of their crusades against some aspect of it.

Currently I am battling the bureaucracy that is the United Airlines Mileage Plus office, trying to redeeem Deb's and my miles to go on our honeymoon. It is a titanic battle.

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

New Recipe, but same old Andrew

As the family knows, pasta is my favorite food and my favorite pasta dish is Spaghetti Carbonara. I love it and it is my preferred dish for Andrew pasta night. Pasta night only takes place when I am not dining with Deb, who frowns upon spaghetti carbonara. I am a carbonara connoisseur. Deb is building homes this week, so last night was pasta night. Good times. I tried a new, self developed variation gleaned from my worldly travels. I made is Spanish style. Here is the recipe.

1 pound whole wheat pasta (really all we eat anymore)
1/2 pound jamon serrano (instead of bacon or pancetta)
1 cup of manchego cheese, grated, plus more for sprinkles
2 smallish garlic cloves (optional)
4 eggs
1/2 cup of pinot grigio
Sea salt and fresh ground black pepper
Side of pecans and olives for munching during cooking so I do not gorge on pasta.

Cook pasta as normal being sure to reserve some pasta water before draining (this eliminates the need for cream allowing the taste of eggs and cheese to shine through, also healthier). Chop up jamon and saute with olive oil, adding the wine after the jamon has become crisp. Meanwhile, mix eggs and cheese in a smallish bowl and add finely diced or pressed garlic, a little salt and generous amount of pepper. When the pasta is done, quickly drain and put into large bowl. Mix the jamon, wine, and leftover olive oil into the pasta. Toss to coat well for roughly a minute and then add the egg mix and continue to mix until evenly distributed. Add splashes of the pasta water to achieve a sauce consistency and not too dry. Add more cheese and pepper as you see fit.

Recipe notes: I really liked it, and it was my first attempt at fusion. A subtle deviation from the classic with pancetta or its American brother with bacon. I really liked that jamon serrano was lean, so there was not excess fat. Sometimes, I get fancy, adding onions or walnuts/pecans to carbonara, but with this recipe I wanted the Spanish to really come out. The recipe would go well with a dry white wine. The trick with pasta is to not have too much sauce, you just want the pasta coated, not swimming, so 3 eggs may work. Please do not worry, there is a substantial amount of left overs.