nothing of note.

Last week: had Indian food at the cleverly-named Korma Sutra restaurant (Mike insisted we go there). Mike had lamb vindaloo and I had dal maharani (lentils and kidney beans), and we split a giant plate of appetizers that included a samosa, two fried-onion thingeys, a pile of curried shrimp, a small log of spicy mystery (but delicious!) meat, and several sauces and chutneys. YUM. I always forget how much I really like Indian food until I eat it, and then I rediscover what a huge fan I am. Especially of their vegetarian dishes: if I was going to go veg, that's the way I'd do it. Smother everything in spicy curry and/or tomato and/or cream-based sauces. HOLLA.

We haven't really done much over the last week or thereabouts, so I leave you with a brief, random, photographic retrospective of entertaining things I've seen recently. (I apologize for the resolution on some of them: I took a lot with my phone.)

Bunnies and guinea pigs together in the same giant run at the pet store. I WANT THIS IN MY HOUSE.

Ridiculously cute dog on the tram. I LOVE HIS EARS SO VERY MUCH.

Apparently, they were making their own schnapps on a portable still at the restaurant at the end of our street. Mike was out of town, so I didn't get to go, but the flyer makes it sound like loads of fun! (There were snacks involved.)

Jess pointed this out: apparently, there's no smoking on other people, being poor, busking, sawing the seats (!), or reclining in crampons allowed on the tram. I HEART THIS SIGN SO VERY MUCH.

Pretty art nouveau on Bahnhofstrasse.

Pretty patterns on our window and shades.

You know it's getting warm outside when the neighborhood planters look like THIS!

...and when a previously EMPTY square is now full of bikes...

...and a little cafe has sprung up out of NOWHERE. How fun.  =)

Ooh, and I just realized that I'm terribly behind in announcing to everyone "what I'm reading."

Just finished...

So I thought I'd read this one 'cause it was written by a local Denver author, and the premise seems kinda cute: a man leaves behind his life to pursue love with a pin-up he knows only from an auto parts calendar. In summary: MEH. Skip it. Actually a pretty stupid little book.

This was recommended to me by a friend who knew I was moving overseas, and while the essays about learning a foreign language are FANTASTIC, the rest is sorta blah. I'm not sure why, but I just don't think David Sedaris is as funny as everyone else seems to. (His sister, on the other hand: FAB-U-LOUS.  =)

Finally, the one I'm reading now:

Kinda like Stephen Hawking's A Brief History of Time, but actually comprehensible and with a little more other stuff thrown in. Plus, I just really like Bill Bryson. Also, it's around 500 pages, so at least this one will take me a little longer.  ;-)

And now, dinner. (Leftover homemade cheese tortelloni with tomato cream sauce, caprese, and arugula salad. YUM.)