Η βατουμοροφέτα της Μιράντας (Κερ)

Αυτή η Μιράντα η 5κιλη σου λέει τρώει αυτό και είναι έτσι. 


Miranda’s Berry Slice



For the crust:

1 cup Almonds

1/2 cup walnuts

The coconut flesh from 3 fresh coconuts

1 Tablespoon freshly squeezed lemon juice

I teaspoon vanilla extract

½ cup honey

1 tablespoon coconut oil

For the strawberry topping

2 Cups strawberries

2 Cups blueberries

4 tablespoons coconut oil

1 I teaspoon vanilla bean

½ teaspoon Himalayan rock salt


For the base:

In a food processor grind the almonds and walnuts into a fine crumb mixture, then place into a medium size bowl for mixing.

Place the coconut in the food processor until it reaches a creamy consistency.

On the heat melt together the honey, vanilla and coconut oil- do not boil it only needs very low heat to melt and infuse the flavours.

Mix all your ingredients together in a bowl.

Place the mixture into a medium size casserole dish. After you flatten in the mixture, with a folk place some wholes through the top of the base.

For the topping:

On the stove combine the coconut oil, vanilla  and salt- again just enough heat to melt together the ingredients.

Then in a blender put the strawberries and blueberries.

Add in your liquids and blend together until light and creamy.

Spread the topping over the base and refrigerate for 3 hours.

Serve with fresh goats milk yoghurt on the side.



“Το στοιχειωμένο αγροτόσπιτο” Ζυράννα Ζατέλη


«… Και για να μη νομίζεις πως παλάβωσα απ’ τη θλίψη που έφυγες και δεν ξέρω τι λέω, θυμήσου τι μού ‘λεγες όταν πηγαίναμε τα καλοκαίρια, απ’ τ’ άγρια ξημερώματα, νύχτα ακόμα, να μαζέψουμε καπνά, καβάλα στ’ άλογο ή με τα πόδια, και πάντα που ξεκόβαμε απ’ τους άλλους, να μη μας ακούν. Φαντάσου πως πάμε στην Αφρική, μου έλεγες, πέέέρα, στην Αφρική. Βρισκόμασταν στην Αφρική -άρχιζες τις αφρικάνικες ιστορίες, με υπνώτιζες- και μετά αλλάζαμε ταξίδι. Τώρα πατάμε στο Μεξικό, μου έλεγες. Μιλούν ισπανικά εδώ, πρόσεχε. Τεμπέληδες, φασίστες κι επαναστάτες ολκής παράγει ο τόπος. Κι άρχιζες καινούργιες ιστορίες… Τι ήταν της φαντασίας σου, τι πραγματικό, ούτε που μ’ ένοιαζε – “εδώ να γίνει ο τάφος μου“! θυμάσαι; Μ’ έφτανε που με μάγευες. Και δεν ζητούσα εξηγήσεις. Ούτε και τώρα σου ζητώ εξηγήσεις. Καλά έκανες και έφυγες. Στην Αφρική, στο Μεξικό, στην Αίγυπτο με τις πυραμίδες… που πήγες; Στείλε μου ένα γράμμα και μάγεψέ με πάλι. Όπως τότε… Θυμάσαι; Βλέπαμε στα χώματα πατημασιές από κατσίκες κι αγελάδες, και μου ‘λεγες: Πω-πω, από δω πέρασαν μόλις πριν λίγο τίγρεις, ελέφαντες, λιοντάρια… Το κοιτάς αυτό; Είναι πόδι από καγκουρώ, τέτοιο σημάδι αφήνει η καγκουρώ όταν περνάει – εδώ να γίνει ο τάφος μου αν σου λέω ψέμματα. Κι αυτό εδώ είναι γορίλλας. Κι αυτό τάρανδος. Κι αυτό λύκος. Λύκους είχαμε και στα δικά μας βουνά, δεν ήταν κάτι τόσο παράξενο. Ούτε το να πεις αλεπού ή αρκούδα – αρκούδες όσες θες όταν έρχονται οι γύφτοι. Εσύ γύρευες το απίστευτο. Ό,τι πιο απίστευτο να μου πεις, και γω να σε πιστεύω, γιατί και γω αυτό γυρεύω. Κι όταν λοιπόν τέλειωνε η παρέλαση των πιο παράξενων ζώων και δεν έβρισκες τι άλλο να μου πεις, έβρισκα εγώ. Όλο και κάτι έβρισκα που σου είχε διαφύγει. Κι όταν πια δεν έβρισκα άλλο, έφτιαχνα. Θυμήσου πόσα ανύπαρχτα ζώα τότε… είχαν περάσει μόλις πριν από λίγο – αμέσως μετά απ’ τα πιο παράξενα, απ’ τα απίστευτα…».

[…]Τρείς μέρες έγραφα το γράμμα. Και σ’ αυτές τις τρεις μέρες άλλο δεν έκανα από το να γράφω αυτό το γράμμα. Ούτε έτρωγα, ούτε έπινα, ούτε τίποτα. Και έλαμπα. Σα νάχα αναληφθεί από τη γη. Μόνο λίγες ώρες τη νύχτα κοιμόμουνα, με μια γλυκειά εξάντληση, πανευτυχής σα να μου συνέβαινε κανένα θαύμα που την άλλη μέρα πάλι με περίμενε το γράμμα. Ήταν σα να ζούσα έναν πρωτόγνωρο έρωτα. Σαν όλα να υπήρχαν, μα όλα, και δεν είχα παρά ν’ ανοίξω τα μάτια μου να τα δω. Την ίδια περίπου κατάσταση περνώ πάντα, όταν γράφω.

Όταν το τελείωσα ήταν σα να μην είχα αίμα, σα νάχαν κοπεί τα γόνατά μου, πως θα σωριαστώ νόμιζα, πως δεν είχα τίποτ’ άλλο να κάνω, άδειασα, κι ίσως να πέθαινα τώρα, έτσι ένοιωθα. Ήταν βέβαια και που δεν είχα φάει τίποτα τρεις μέρες.

Όσο έγραφα το γράμμα, όλα ήταν στο χέρι μου σχεδόν. Τώρα που τελείωσα, είδα πως ο Στέφανος έλειπε… έλειπε κι αυτός, όπως έλειπαν κι άλλα πράγματα, κι αυτό μ’ έκανε να υποφέρω πάλι. Ήταν κάτι βασανιστικές ημέρες. Βασανιστικές και διαυγείς.

Έκλεισα τα δώδεκα φύλλα –μαζί κι ένα φύλλο μηλιάς- σε κίτρινο φάκελλο και περίμενα, ο Στέφανος να μας γράψει από κάπου, για να του το στείλω.

Ανέβα στο τραπέζι μου.

Κάποιος φεύγει, κάποιος έρχεται. Στη συγκεκριμένη περίπτωση όχι μόνο μια γυναίκα φεύγει, μια σωστή κυρία αλλά αυτή η κιουρία έχει να μαζέψει
και όλα τα τζιτζαλομπρατζαλα – προικιά που τόσο καιρό μάζευε.
Θα αφήσω τις κούπες, όχι οι κούπες είναι ωραίες. Θα αφήσω το μπαούλο, όχι το πλήρωσα. Θα αφήσω τα τραπεζάκι. Ναι ασ’ το. Βρήκα αυτό.

DIY wood pallet coffee table

joey and i joined forces to turn this wood pallet we found by a dumpster in an alley into a rustic, chic coffee table! it’s a pretty simple project and fun to do on a weekend day. you can pick any paint color and/or style of leg to fit in with your particular decor and of course there are tons of options for stain color or paint for the pallet top! i chose an aged oak stain to contrast with the glossy turquoise, sculpted legs for a bohemian, reclaimed look.

coffee tables are an easy way to update the look of your living room. they are small-scale but because of the placement, in the middle of the room (conversation area), coffee tables are a great way to establish style, tone and color. check out some other DIY coffee tables and design tips here!

watch the video above for the visual steps and design…

Prep It:

  • wood pallet (check dumpsters, alley ways, side of the road, craigslist, etc.)
  • saw
  • hammer
  • wood nails
  • sand paper – some rougher grit and some lighter grit to smooth
  • table legs (pre-made from the hardware store)
  • hanger bolt (like these) – 1 for each leg
  • 4 table leg straight top plates (like these)
  • spray paint primer
  • spray paint in the color of your choice
  • gel stain – in color of your choice, we used Minwax Gel Stain an “aged oak” color
  • rag to apply stain

Do IT!:

safety tip: since pallets run the gamut of wood treatments and prior uses you never really know what chemicals, hidden nails, etc.. are on/in it so obviously be very careful and DIY at your own risk. typically your pallet will have specific markings on it that you can look up online to see how the wood was treated, etc…

  1. using a hacksaw, saw the pallet into the pieces that you wish to use for the coffee table.  be very careful as there are all kinds of hidden nails and hidden pieces of metal in the wood so it might be smarter to use a handsaw. we used the two pieces that were on the end of the pallet because those boards were next to each other with less space between.
  2. connect the cut up pieces of the pallet with one of the scrap pieces by nailing the scrap piece to the bottom of the two halves and hammering with wood nails. the scrap piece acts as the seam on the underside to keep the two sides together.
  3. using a high grit sand paper to sand down all of the surfaces that will be visible. here’s an article on sand paper and which grits to use.
  4. now that you have the wood sanded, wipe down the dust with a rag and evenly apply a light stain of your choice using a scrap piece of cloth or another rag. you might want to do two coats of stain, depending on how dark you want the finish. we used Minwax Gel Stain in ‘Aged Oak’.
  5. for the legs you could either make your own or buy 4 pre-made pine table legs from the hardware store (like these).
  6. for a nice pop of color spray paint the legs a funky color! but prime them first with spray paint primer so you don’t have to do too many coats of your color.
  7. flip over the pallet and attach 4 table leg straight top plates (like these) to the bottom of the pallet where you will attach the 4 legs.
  8. drill a hole in each table leg and insert the screw side of the hanger bolt (like these), which is basically a screw on one side and a bolt on the other side.
  9. now all you have to do is screw the table legs into the top plates that are mounted to the pallet and you are done!
  10. the great thing about using the top plates and the hanger bolt is you can easier take the legs off by unscrewing them whenever you need to move the table somewhere.

Δες δες: http://www.mrkate.com/2012/12/30/diy-wood-pallet-coffee-table/

Moonrise Kingdom .

Wes Anderson‘s mind must be an exciting place for a story idea to be born. It immediately becomes more than a series of events and is transformed into a world with its own rules, in which everything is driven by emotions and desires as convincing as they are magical. “Moonrise Kingdom” creates such a world and takes place on an island that might as well be ruled by Prospero. It’s set in 1965, though it might as well be set at any time.

On this island no one seems to live except for those involved in the story. There is a lighthouse in which the heroine, Suzy, lives with her family, and a Scout camp where the hero, Sam, stirs restlessly under what seem to him childish restrictions. Sam and Suzy met the previous summer and have been pen pals ever since, plotting a sort of jailbreak from their lives during which they could have an adventure out from under the thumbs of adults, if only for a week.

Sam (Jared Gilman) is an orphan, solemn behind oversized eyeglasses, an expert in scouting. Suzy (Kara Hayward) is bookish, a dreamer. When they have their long-planned secret rendezvous in a meadow on the island, Sam is burdened with all the camping and survival gear they will possibly need, and Suzy has provided for herself some books to read, her kitten and a portable 45 rpm record player with extra batteries.

Because this is a Wes Anderson film, you know Bill Murray will appear in it. He has worked in the last five of Anderson’s six films. In “Moonrise Kingdom,” he plays Walt Bishop, Suzy’s father, andFrances McDormand is her mother. Murray is always right for a role in an Anderson film, and I wonder if it’s because they share a bemused sadness. You can’t easily imagine Murray playing a manic or a cut-up; his eyes, which have always been old eyes, look upon the world and waver between concern and disappointment. In Anderson’s films, there is a sort of resignation to the underlying melancholy of the world; he is the only American director I can think of whose work reflects the Japanese concept mono no aware, which describes a wistfulness about the transience of things. Even Sam and Suzy, sharing the experience of a lifetime, seem aware that this will be their last summer for such an adventure. Next year they will be too old for such irresponsibility.

It is not a large island, but they think it must have a place where they can hide out. Sam has come prepared with maps for their trek, and they follow an old Indian trail to a secluded cove which they name Moonrise Kingdom. Here they make their camp, which a Scout leader is later to tell Sam is “the best-pitched camp I have ever seen.” And here, as they sit side by side and look out over the water, in a sense they regard the passage of innocence and the disturbing possibility of maturity.

Meanwhile, the adult world has launched a worried search for them. Suzy’s parents call in the police, led by Capt. Sharp (Bruce Willis). Scoutmaster Ward (Edward Norton) leads Sam’s fellow Scouts, who were not terrifically fond of the way he seemed to take the troop with less than utter dedication. A character known only as Social Services (Tilda Swinton) gets involved, because as an orphan, Sam is of special interest. 

Anderson always fills his films with colors, never garish but usually definite and active. In “Moonrise Kingdom,” the palette tends toward the green of new grass, and the Scout’s khaki brown. Also the right amount of red. It is a comfortable canvas to look at, so pretty that it helps establish the feeling of magical realism.

The approaching turmoil of adolescence is foretold, however, by an approaching hurricane that places the lives of the young explorers in danger. Their trek, their camp and the search for them under the mounting danger reminds me of the sort of serials I used to follow in Boy’s Life magazine, although those regrettably were not co-ed.

The success of “Moonrise Kingdom” depends on its understated gravity. None of the actors ever play for laughs or put sardonic spins on their material. We don’t feel they’re kidding. Yes, we know these events are less than likely, and the film’s entire world is fantastical. But what happens in a fantasy can be more involving than what happens in life, and thank goodness for that.