Amsterdam isn’t a very large city, but there are strong neighborhood identities. Over the years, I have come to know the ins and outs of several neighborhoods in Amsterdam, from Weesperbuurt en Plantage and Oostparkbuurt to Oud West and Oud Zuid. Having lived in the West for over two years, I am convinced that it is my favorite place in the city. This belief was further strengthened a few weeks ago when I rode past a new development on my way to work. The Stadsboeren is an urban garden located on the site of a demolished building with an array of graffiti as a backdrop. It’s the perfect complement to the small animal farm located just around the corner and I’m excited to see how they develop it over the next months.
Photo via the Stadsboeren.
The photography of Jonathan Levitt makes me want to jump into the storyline. Quiet scenes from an idyllic land craft tales of vast fields, plentiful food, and old friends. See more on his blog Grassdoe.
Photos used with permission from the photographer.
After two weeks without de Krat (due to holidays), it was such a thrill to hear the doorbell ring on Saturday morning. This week’s box of local, organic food contained a bottle of apple juice, a head of lettuce, two ears of corn, a loaf of whole grain bread, fennel, round zucchini, smoked mackerel, plum, apples, potatoes, broccoli, tomatoes, and a pot of fresh basil. The week ahead will be filled with salads, zucchini bread, plum and fennel compote, and much more goodness.
Weekend Links is a collection of the interesting bits and pieces that I’ve come across on the streets and online. The weekly post is my chance to share with you a few things from the week, in a list compiled during the weekend. I hope you enjoy them as well.
A few things I enjoyed over the last week:
1. Reading about the loopgraafbrug (trench bridge) built by RO&AD for the in the Dutch town Halsteren (via Anneke)
2. Revisiting again and again to the new album from Beirut streaming on NPR
3. Listening to the song in this great video (embedded below, via Ms de Bie)
4. Expanding my knowledge of html & css with don’t fear the internet
5. Thinking of even more ways to consolidate food waste
Every year when August comes around, I look forward to my favorite event of the year, Pluk de Nacht. An open air festival that shows films that didn’t quite catch the media wave. It’s a festival in the true sense. With a Vedett sponsorship, it’s almost like going to a carnival-style party with all the hipsters in town. Beach chairs and loud music with a host of people streaming through the gates. And every year, without fail, it rains.
In many parts of the world, August is reliably the warmest month of the year. In Amsterdam, the summer’s energy (notably absent this year) just seems to sputter out, which is a pity with so many summer festivals taking place. Last Friday, the sun was actually shining so Marcus and I packed our blankets and wool socks and headed to Pluk de Nacht. Sadly, the forecast for the remainder of the festival looks like rain. My blanket will be waiting by the door Friday evening and I will be hoping for a lucky clearing in the sky and another night in the open air.
Above photo by me, below photo from PdN.
Since I was little, I have been fascinated with flags and the countries they represent. These 26 handpainted nautical flags by Best Made are based on the International Code of Signals, with each flag representing a letter in the alphabet. I love the designs and picked my favorite four (above) and then decided to choose four very sweet letters (below).
A perfect weekend. A visit to the embassy, four books sold and one purchased, tea and appeltaart with a friend in the sun, an outdoor film with Marcus, a lucky escape from the police checking for bike lights, frolicking goats on Saturday morning, coffee and lunch on the Amstel with a great lady, navigating through the crowded canals with ease, watching the evening rain from the comfort of my home, a slow Sunday morning, an afternoon workout, and ending with a beer on a gusty terrace with my favorite Dutchman. Summer, you are too kind.