American breakfast, part....

If someone says dreams don't come true, this is exactly the opposite. The dream of delicious, fresh and puffy, soft and crispy. All at the same time. The dream of having waffles whenever we want. Tyler always kept saying how he loves waffles and I was looking for a graduation gift for him, so I decided to buy a waffle maker. The biggest present for him is me preparing them every weekend, though. It's not a big hassle and it gives us a delicious start in our weekend. It's a treat we both deserve after working our asses off all through the weekdays.
Last weekend we started our waffle making experience with preparing the basic batter and serving them with fresh strawberries, blueberries, whipped cream and maple syrup. Delish! I hope I encouraged you to get your own waffle maker.

The Airplant

I regret not having time to write any blog entries recently. Things are getting dense and we both have been busy. Let's admit: writing this blog is not the goal of my life. But anyways I enjoy it.

Our apartment is pretty modest and we don't even have a lot of furniture. Two prints and one painting on the walls, and that's it. No pets and almost no plants. I say almost because I got two succulent plants from my mother-in-law. I miss having more fauna (read: dog) and flora (read: plants), so I got myself a little treat. It is a small plant that doesn't need to grow in soil. It can literally hang off from the wall. It's called the airplant. Mine is situated in a small glass bowl and sits on some little round rocks. All I need to do every week is to take it out of the bowl and deep my airplant in a cold water for one hour.
I am quite excited to have it and to watch it grow. I don't know what size it can achieve but this one is still pretty small.