Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Samosas to Chip buttys to liquorice?

Can I be a foriegner forever? I guess this question will not be answered in a jiffy.
But I wonder if I can. What does it mean to search for my roots- where do I search? I think that this is interesting in my case (and others alike) -as I am second generation, now living in a third country. Are my roots in the pie and chips, mash of england where I was born and raised, or in those of my parents (gulab jamens and ludo, samosas, the pakastini foods, etc.), and will they soon become liqourice and the liver pate, risengrod (rice porridge) of Denmark. What a concoction of food that will be passed onto the next generation...

Friday, October 12, 2007

the wind is back

since this was the topic of one of the first blog entries it is back. The wind, it is strong in denmark, so even though the sun shines, I cant escape it, and the tears are rolling down my face, bringing back memories of cycling down castle hill in cambridge, reaching the traffic lights and being very conscious that you are 'crying'.