Yesterday was my anniversary as a Portugal resident. How did I spend it? By meeting friends and stuffing my face with fish tacos teriyaki chicken sliders and other delights at the New York office of Yahoo. (Thanks Yahoo!
Lunch view of the north harbour in Vordingborg. The heat took us by surprise though. The restaurant had a covered patio and a 1m high pane of glass which is great for blocking wind. Except the sun was so intense we really needed a breeze in this solarium. While everyone else was sitting in the shade I was mopping my brow and sticking it out in the heat: "Enjoy it while it's here! You'll be cursing it when it's gone."
Simultaneously embracing the Danish love for open-face sandwiches and my love for experimentation I baked some Halloumi cheese and topped it with horseradish and pickled red cabbage... much to the horror/fascination of my friend. These are all foods I adore which aren't in Portugal.
I've been visiting New York City for close to 16 years. I have many stories from these trips. Here's one: the first photo I ever sold was of the George Washington Bridge taken one sweltering summer in a nearby tower not accessible to the public. I got in because my friend worked for Parks & Rec and had the keys. A PR agent for a nonprofit group of lawyers representing low-income individuals in Harlem wanted to buy my photo for their printed materials. Since then I have been less and less of…
A weekend full of love: three days of feasting and laughing and meeting and reuniting and happy-crying and reminiscing and catching up and enjoying new connections. My photos will have to wait until I get home and then I can relive the weekend again.