Monday, November 30, 2009
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Sunday, October 18, 2009
Mark Hosts!
Since he just finished unpacking....DrMark thought it appropriate to have a condo-warming party - even though it's been over two years since he moved to the People's Republic of Cambridge!
Jenn is definitely NOT having twins!
John might have taken that pic - but I think it was actually Christine's handiwork.
Yeah, I could easily see Wayne hanging out with the inverts, Commi's, and microbrew-drinking yuppies in Cambridge...
The random broad belongs to DrMark. She seems OK, but I couldn't tell as Grandpa monopolized her time. Click image to enlarge and fire away!
Vanda donned a new shirt and her old clumsiness. A couple of spills, an accidental fork stabbing,....
My father unsuccessfully tried to wave me off. But, I never really listened to him growing up.
Yeah, DrMark is apparently trying to shape up. Don't laugh. We really all ought to encourage his efforts.
I say GOOD FOR HIM!
A good time was had by all. My kids were even asking to go back before we left the commune.
Anne agreed. DrMark should be the new weekly host.
Though, cooking salmon and risotto for a dozen, as he learned, takes quite a bit of effort.
Next time, he really should do a one pan dish - like baked lasagna!
Sunday, October 11, 2009
DrMark...
Monday, September 07, 2009
Another Addition
DanF and CathyF write on their blog:
What a day! Dylan was born on 9/4 at 8:24AM. 7lbs. 4oz... the exact same weight as his older sister - - and he is 20in., only a half inch shorter than her too. Everyone is doing great.
Wishing them all the best....
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Weekend in Vienna
Last weekend Natalka and I took a short trip to Vienna.
Landtmann Cafe
Saturday morning we met up with Adilia, an old friend of mine from my travels to Tashkent at Landtmann Cafe. Landtmann is a postcard perfect Viennese cafe, where one can order several kinds of coffee (I had the Maria Thereza with whipped cream and orange liquor) and table service is performed by formally dressed male waiters in bow-ties. After coffee we took a stroll through a nearby park just outside the Hofburg Palace. Adilia’s adorable two-year old, trilingual (German, Russian, English) daughter Sofia kept us thoroughly entertained the whole time. Sofia also provided an engaging photographic subject for the Chinese tourists, who had begun to flood the garden grounds under the late morning sun, one of whom kindly took the picture below.
Rathaus-Platz
We joined Joe and Valerie about midday at Rathaus-Platz (Town hall) and made our way toward Hofburg Palace, the Spanish Riding School and Stephansdom, to gather tour information.
After a light lunch we toured of the Imperial Apartments and the Sisi Museum in Hofburg Palace. Luckily for Natalka, an audio guide for the tour was available in Russian…I also opted for a Russian guide, Valerie took the tour in French, and we’re not sure which language Uncle Joe took…The tour attempted to capture the lives of Emperor Franz Joseph and Empress Elizabeth in the 19 state and private rooms of the palace. Apparently the Empress would spend two to three hours have her long hair washed and styled (with a decadent shampoo that included Cognac), while being tutored in ancient and Modern Greek. By contrast, the Emperor lived a Spartan existence, sleeping on a hard steel bed and rising each morning at 3:30am to start his day. The Sisi Museum explores the controversial life of Empress Elizabeth, who felt great ambivalence towards the official duties of her position and spent much of her later life traveling across Europe incognito. On one such journey she was assassinated by Italian anarchist in Geneva in 1898 http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elisabeth_of_Bavaria
Dinner at Martinelli’s
Saturday night we had a great outdoor dinner at Ristorante Martinelli, where an Italian singer performed classical songs all night. This performance inspired Joe and Valerie to venture out for a few dances captured in the picture below. Below that is a great shot of my dessert, a delicious pistachio-mint semifreddo; I unwisely
offered a taste to Uncle Joe and Natalka and ended up sharing more of it than I had planned.
After dinner Natalka and I took a long stroll home through to enjoy Vienna at night. Along the way we passed Landtmann Cafe and the Rathaus-Platz.
High Mass at Stephansdom
Sunday morning Valerie, Natalka and I attended high mass in German at Stephansdom. The atomosphere was inspiring with the morning sun illuminating the altar before us under the sounds of organ music and beautifully sung hymns in German. Even though we understood very little of what was said or sung, the entire experience was quite moving.
Belvedere Palace
Belvedere Palace was built by Prince Eugene of Savoy, a French exile, who is considered Austria’s greatest general ever (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prince_Eugene_of_Savoy). Today the Belvedere is a museum that holds some of Austria’s most famous paintings, including “The Kiss” by Gustav Klimt (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Kiss_%28Klimt_painting%29). This time Natalka was not so fortunate and had to rely on my translation skills as there was no Russian audio tour. Nonetheless, we were blessed with great weather, which made for great photos of the museum grounds, including the one below of Natalka.
Hofburg, Museum Quarter and Karlskirche (“St. Charles’ Church”)
Before dinner we took a quick stroll to our hotel, passing through the Hofburg grounds, stopping by the Museum Quarter, before arriving at Karlskirche, an amazing baroque church. It was late Sunday afternoon and our time in Vienna was running out.
Monument to Yuriy Kolshitzky
Yuriy Kolshitzky was originally from L’viv and served with Jan Sobieski, whose army played a decisive role in ending the Turkish siege of Vienna. King Sobieski gave Kolshitzky 300 sacks of coffee that had been abandoned by Kara Mustafa’s army. With this coffee Kolshitzky went on open the first coffee house in Vienna, a city world famous for its coffee tradition. Unfortunately, Natalka and I were unable to capture this monument on film (the batteries in our camera died by the time we found this monument ona tiny side street outside the Ringstrasse—the perfect metaphor for our condition after spending all day sightseeing under the August sun. Here is a picture of the monument that I found on the web.

Good-bye Vienna






