Everyday Tales: Tales from the unemployed! Oh, and a little on the fact that I am bikeless.

This was the week my bike got stolen. Living in a country where a bike is essential in order to get around, I must admit I got angry and sad and annoyed! Not having a bike in Denmark is like not eating a croissant in France or not eating pizza in Italy. #MYpropertynotyours #DoNOTtouchmystuff

This was also the week I got to experience the glory of being unemployed in Denmark! Yay for civil systems that makes you not money-less even though you are a newly educated graduate without a job! #Sorryforgloating #IlovetheDanishsystem

However, this is also a week of self reflection, as I am still rather lost regarding the business and work-marked! #Wheretobegin #WhoamI #WhatdoIwannado #Selflifecrisis #Argh!!!!

Ending this blog on a more happy note I have managed to make this summer Cakes specials three or four times (imaged down bellow). Both glutenfree and milkfree pieces of heaven. The Cheesecake recipe is in Danish and you can find it here! #Ifyourdanishtryitout #heaveninacake #eatingcakemakesmelovelife #notetoself:Importanttomakecheesecaketheeveningbeforehavingtoeatit!

My "to-read" this summer

I am a book-worm. Not that I will claim to be the fastest reader on this planet or anything like Rory Gilmore who apparently have read every classic there is. I just love to read. Making a new world. Experience the world through my imagination. Every summer I have make this mental note on all the books I just have to read this summer.

This summer I commit myself to reading/finish reading following books:


1. Khaled Hosseini, "And the mountains echoed" (Yeah, it's been on the shelve for a while).

2. Robert G aka J. K. Rowling, "The Cuckoo's Calling" (I looove J. K. Rowling).

3. Aydin Soei, "Forsoning" (The book began a trial... I have to know what that's all about).

4. Jakob Sheikh, "Danmarks Børn i Hellig Krig" (I have almost finished this one. Just needs to finish the last couple of pages).

5. Joyce Carol Oates, "The Accursed" (I am 200 pages from finished. Nice and weird).

6. Umberto Eco, "The Prague Cemetery" (Favourite author of all time!!!!).

7. Jussi Adler-Olsen, "Den Grænseløse" (Give me a day or two).

8. Jeremy Bowen, "The Arab Uprisings" (I love the Middle East. I just wants to know everything.).

9. Niels Frank, "Nellies Bog" (It is written in a weird way, I just have to know more about).

10. Abdul Rahman Munif, "Cities of Salt" (This book have been banished in some countries in the Middle East. That fact alone made me curious).

11. Timothy Keller, "The Reason for God" (I love Timothy Keller's preachings!).

12. Veronica Roth, "Divergent" (I loved the movie - need to read the book.).


I guess, by publicly declaring here what I am reading this summer, I have to read them all. If you have any good suggestion to a good book I need to read, please - do share.


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Everyday Tales: Santa in CPH, Gilmore Girls Marathon and IKEA-madness

Met Santa today (Monday, 18th of July)- or Santas. Very revealing to the children who believe in Santa, when around a hundred people all pretend to be Santa. Another thing is that the stores are very VERY early in celebrating and  decorating for christmas.. Now we can meet santa in the middle of july as well! Christmas-stress is already setting in... #Childconfusion #Whostherealsanta #Weareinthemiddleofjuly

I have begun my Gilmore Girls marathon in preparation for the new episodes! Yay. I admit, I might have been fast forwarding through some of the episodes (I'm almost sure I've seen the series a million times) but it is an amazing show! #Lookingforwardtothenewepisodes #GILMOREGIRLSISKING #waitingforPaulAnka

Taking care of my sisters dog. An amazing little thing. We went for a run together, because she has a LOT of energy, so I thought she would be more normal and a little less like the squirrel from "Over the Hedge". I succeeded, but now she's been sleeping almost all day... #shellbeapaintonight #Imafraidshellpeeallovermyroom

With my brother in IKEA buying him a new bed this webdebat. My brother to me: "I hadn't imagined the bed being so big!" - he bought a double, 160x200 instead of the smaller version 120x200. #Iguessyoushouldhavebeenthere #helpingbrohelphimself

When someone makes an impression on you for life

I remember that she used to give me my own bowl of whipped cream. My mother hated it, but I loved it. I guess that's what grandparents are supposed to: Corrupt the grandchildren's upbringing. This was not my grandmother, but at that moment in my life, she came close. She took me on trips, I played in her fairytale garden in which I became Alice in Wonderland, she spoiled me rotten.

She was a big part of my childhood. My extra grandmother as I usually refer her as. I guess I always imagined that she was somewhere in the world. Living. Breathing. Laughing. Instead suddenly life becomes so small, once I found out she is very ill. Seeing her, lying there on the bed was heart-breaking. This, to me, great woman, who taught me life. Took me places. Ill. Can hardly breath. Sleeps after a couple of sentences.

It leaves an impression. Makes one think about life. Have I lived the way I wanted? Have I done all the things I dreamed of? Have I travelled enough? Have I loved too little or too much? Have I taken risks? Have I trusted enough in the fact that God is in control and knows me well enough to know what is best for me?

Mælkefri og Glutenfri "Cheese"-cake

I sidste uge var ugen, jeg gik mig i kast med at lave en cheesecake - en kage jeg har drømt om at lave, så jeg kunne spise den siden jeg så alle andre nyde en til min søsters fødselsdag i begyndelsen af denne måned. I starten var jeg meget tvivlsom omkring hvorvidt det overhovedet ville lykkes, men prøves skulle det og resultatet blev lettere vellykket, hvis jeg selv skal sige det. 

Kagen jeg her præsenterer for jer skal ikke i ovnen, blot stå nogle timer på køl. Derfor anbefaler jeg at lave den med pasteroiseret æg til denne opskrift - selvom jeg har hørt nogle snakke om at faren for   er overstået har jeg dog stadig hørt om tilfælde af selvsamme sygdom, så jeg ville bruge pasteruoroiserede (JEg kan ikke stave til det ord!!! Helt seriøst mand!) æg alligevel. Blot for at være sikker. 

Opskrift: 

Bunden: 

150 g. glutenfrie grovkiks (Semper har nogle glutenfrie Digestive kiks. :) ). 

100 g. smeltet Becel.

Begynd med at knus grovkiksene til mel-lignende tilstand. Derefter tilsæt det smeltede Becel og bland det sammen så det ligner en dej. 

Fordel bunden i en springform af 18 cm i diameter. Bunden kan blive lidt tynd, så kan man med fordel bruge 50 g mere af både grovkiks og Becel. 

Bunden sættes til side enten i køkkenet eller i køleskabet. 

Cremen: 

4 husblas

200 g. mælkefri flødeost-erstatning (kan købes i MENY, jeg brugte selv den der hedder"Jeezy"). 

2 dl Alpro Cremefraiche (jeg brugte den der har en smag af mandler). 

1 tsk vanilje sukker

1 tsk fintrevet citronskal 

1 spsk citronsaft

2 æggeblommer 

2 æggehvider

50 g flormelis

Begynd med at lægge husblasen i blød i koldt vand. Imens det står i vand, puttes erstatningsflødeosten i en skål med cremefraiche-erstatningen, æggeblommerne, vaniljesukkeret, citronsaften og citronskallen. Bland det sammen til en flydende "oste"-creme-masse. Derefter piskes hviderne stive og derefter tilføjes flormelisen. Vend æggehvide-massen i "oste"-massen. Tag husblassen op af vandet. Vrid dem ikke, men lad vandet sidde i - det gør ikke noget at der kommer lidt vand ved. Gør husblassen flydende over et vandbad og bland husblassen i massen. 

Kagen: 

Læg cremen ovenpå kagebunden i springformen og sæt kagen i køleskabet. Det kan godt tage noget tid, så kagen skal ikke laves i sidste øjeblik. Når cremen har sat sig, er kagen klar til at spise. Den kan pyntes med bær og andet godt! :)

PS: Den kan desværre ikke rigtig fryses. Har prøvet og selvom den stadig kunne spises, var det ikke fordi konsistensen var den samme. Så, been there, done that, not again. ;)

Enjoy. 

Being Radicalised, Being Human?

By creating a situation where a citizen feels the need to protect and serve a society, due to what the society have given him or her, offer protection and grant different 'life-stocks' that enables him or her to not only survive but live to the fullest, a relation between a government and an individual are created of mutual protection and the wish to establish what might be of the best interest to both parts. This relation might even help a society fight extremism and radicalisation both amongst religious people, however, more so amongst its own people.

Because, let's face it. It is not only Muslim people who have become radicalised. The people, feeling like "these people are invading our country, taking our jobs, destroying our lives", have also become, to some degree radicalised. I believe, when you in the shelter of the anonymity the internet can give you, makes use of this in order to belittle the people that seems different from yourself, despite not knowing them personally, you have become radical in the choice of means to implement your view of the world in a given society.

Let's face it. It is not only because someone believes in Islam that such a person can become radical (which by the way is a very little amount of people actually choosing a radicalised worldview, compared to all the people who every day are harassing other human beings). It can also be you and I, despite religious affiliation.

Maybe it is time to break with the idea that only Muslims are destroying the world as we know it. We are to by the way we treat each other. By the way we refuse to help other people. Our choices makes us wander down the road either towards taking extreme measures or towards showing others that we care.

Everyday Tales: Minions and sushi!

I repeat; true friends buys you stuff with minions! Now my morning-coffee has a minion waving at me! #iloveitwhenpeopleknowsmetoowell #Minionsrocks

This week I was reminded that life is short and fragile, and I only want to live the way God intents me to. #Livetothefullest #Godisgreat #Prayforhealing

Fun fact: Running Sushi was invented because Yoshiaki Shiraishi couldn't find staff to serve as waiters? #efficiencyistheway #Ilooooooovesushi

Made my first glutenfree and milkfree cheesecake. Despite the fact that you can't call it cheese-cake as there is no cheese in the cake as such, it really do tast good. Recipe will be online soon, hopefully! #lovecake #milkandglutenfreelifestyle

Btw: this was the week where I suddenly weren't a weirdo when I randomly stopped on the street! Now I just have to pretent that I am playing Pokemon GO! #loveitwhenwecanbeweirdtogether #pokemonftw

When Great Women Fall

Life seems so fragile,
humans so small.
When giving the world a smile
Seems like the greatest task of all.

In such a moment,
In such a time.
When life seems to run,
through our fingers like sand.
Let's rejoice the little time we had,
and remember all the great and wonderful,
women and men who have,
or are about too fall.


If you want to read the first poem I did, you can read 'As I Walk Through Life' here.

Change, the unavoidable force coming our way

Life seems to change around me in a speed where I can't keep track. I am finished with studying and is applying for a real grown-up job, friends are changing their social status from in a relationship to married, and other friends are changing from family of two to family with kids.

Sometimes changes seems more visible when a person gets a boyfriend. Gets married. Becomes a mother. All things relating to a relationship with another person. Being single, changes is more of a internal nature - not as visible as when you are two people changing each others lifes to become more compatible with the twosome they are trying to create together. Because no matter how they see their lifes, when one life becomes part of another, people change. I believe that it's supposed to change people. Having two different people trying to make a common foundation for their future life together.

Embracing singleness means embracing and holding on to the changes that are happening in your life, without relation to another human being.

I have a degree now.
I am applying for a job.
I am looking and dreaming of buying my own space.
I am dreaming of becoming an author.
I am planing a travel to The US, on my own.

All life-changing experiences that might not terminate in a lifelong commitment like marriage might symbolise, but still will make a change in me. Once I wore a more boyish stile, now I have a tad more feminine look. Once I had a mother and a father, now I only have a mother. Once I thought I wanted a family: Husband, kids and dog. Now, I honestly just want to live the life I was granted to the fullest. Travel. Meet people. Experience cultures. Things change. We change. I changed!

I guess the goal is not to look at the things I didn't get to experience, but all the experiences I gained and all the experiences that are yet to come!

The difficulties being apart of an "us" as opposed to other groups, "them".

A new radio-program on my favourite radio-station made me wonder whether or not it is really that bad to have created an "us" as opposed to everyone else? When is it actually problematic to have created an in-group, an "us"?

The host often argued against refugees and had a rather narrow minded and sceptical view on people who are of another descent than "pure danish" - people who have mixed their original descent with the Danish culture.

I have always argued against the creation of in-groups, cliques or groups like this. I find that they tend to try to set a standard for the rest to follow, which demeans other people who does not necessarily follow the rules of such a group - back to the school milieu, so to speak. But, the thing is, that we cannot avoid creating an "us". To be Danish is different from being Swedish or Norwegian. We create societies bound together by culture, language, politics, religion and so forth.  No matter how we look at it, the way we collect and unify the different aspects of our society will stand in opposition to other societies and how they have bound the different aspects together.
Once, I was at a wedding, which to me have become the perfect example of this fact. While the groom was of Danish descent, the bride was Muslim. It was a wedding with different cultural elements, where the guests at some aspects did not know what was going on and regarding other aspects were a part of the "club" that knew! These two people getting married, was creating an "us".

To me, the difference is whether a society compares itself with another in a demeaning way. Thus, creating an "us" as opposed to "them". The fact that we have different cultures, comes from different societies, does not mean that we cannot behave and be polite towards one another. It does not mean that we in Denmark cannot help the refugees that flows into the country. It does not mean that we cannot help those people who suffer from war, by help recreating and reconquer their, "us". In the end, everyone deserves to be a part of an "us".

The problem with this constellation is when "us" and "them" becomes "us" versus "them". When different groups compares, there may in some situations be created an unhealthy environment where one group presents itself as superior compared to the other.

Being a fellow citizen is not just about being apart of a group, but accepting the differences between the different groups living in and outside one's society. Being a part of one group is not the problem - we all are apart of specific groups, whether we like it or not. The problem is when one group finds themselves superior towards another group.

Everyday tales of the week: Hacked. Confused. Almost independent. Haven't stopped laughing.

For the first time in my life I have tried to be hacked - on a twitter account I hardly ever use, only in order to follow the work of organisations I admire. Everyone now thinks I am some kind of idiot spamming twitter with porn. #whatonearthdidIeverdotoyoupornfreak

After being confused, calling the center to get help and in the process also confusing the guy in the other end of the telephone, I am now officially now unemployed. #unemploymentisalreadyabitch #thehelperonthephonewasveryoverbearing #idiotidiotidiot=me

We sat all over in the room. Some in the couch. Some on different chairs. Some on the floor. We were celebrating my sisters 20th birthday. At one point I sat on the floor eating dinner. I looked up and flying in the air was a plastic plate with salat and meat on it rolling around landing in the couch with meat and salat all over. In the process my mothers boyfriend, who tried to safe his plate embarrassingly tried to clean up the mess. I almost died laughing. #longtimeagoIlaughedsohard #heisnotafanofmineafterthat #ForonceIdidnotdoit #notmenotmenotme

I felt like superwoman and completely independent when I repaired my bike the other day - the day after I went down in the bacement to get it, so I could meet my brother downtown. The tyre was still flat! #whathappenedtomyindependence #Againagainagain #longlivestubbornness


Last weeks tales, is possible to be read here.

Everyday Tales

True friends buys you Minions Kinder Eggs just because there were Minions on them - despite the fact that you cannot eat the chocolate! #iloveminions #ilovecrazyfriends

While my neighbour obviously got laid this morning (the walls where almost shaking and the girl was making that loud complaining sound she does during sex). This summer the lovebirds have added the twist of having their windows open to our court. One evening, a couple in the opposite building on the fourth floor had an amazing time watching. #theneighboursagacontinues

The free Danish newspaper MetroXpress politely told me to just shut up today and keep my opinions to myself in their horoscope-colom. #dontknowhow #sorrynotsorry

Here the other day I found a bucket containing 1 kilo of peanut butter in the local supermarket! 1 kilo peanut butter!!  I hugged it and whispered "I love you"!! #methesupermarketweirdo

Accepted, Loved and Peace

Today looking out the window, watching the movie "Heaven is for Real", and embracing my very real fear of the future I am about to enter into, I came to realise something. Growing up, I always tried to fit in. I tried to be what everyone else wanted me to be, so that I could be popular. Have the cool friends. But every time I tried, every time I failed horribly by feeling even more of a misfit than before. Whenever I tried to be something that I wasn't, I felt even more ridiculed than before. It felt like striving to become someone I wasn't did not have the outcome I wanted. It was only when I embraced me as I am that I could relax and strive. It was only then I felt free.

I remember the instances where an adult, getting to know me looked at me with disbelief and a laughter in their eyes, once they got to see who I was. I don't blame them. If I where them I probably would have done the same thing, looked upon myself the same way. But I don't envy their lives. I wouldn't want to keep placing that amount of pressure on myself as I used to.

I refuse to believe that I have to be what social conventions wants me to. I refuse to believe that I have to follow every social code this world has created to be free. I refuse to believe I have to listen to the right kind of music, see the right kind of movies, go the right kind of places and socialise the right kind of way in order to be me. I learned that people forcing upon me one kind of behaviour isn't worth the fight to convince they should stay friends with me. I am me. And it is not going to change. I am not going to stop watching Disney movies or go to church, just because it doesn't fit into the social code of the world I live in. All I wanted throughout my life was to be accepted. But it was not until I accepted myself, that I found peace.

I am always loved the way I am, with faults and all. So why should I change just because the rest of the world can't see it? Just because they have an idea of how I should be?