New year, old boring me.

So  the last time I wrote was a long-ass fucking time ago (in a galaxy far, far away) and quite a fucking lot has happened in the meantime.

1.  Just... fucking relationships, man. Dang. I'm not even gonna go into the whole thing. Just. Daaaaaaaaaaaang. Besides Kairi and Patrick (Yay, I managed to talk to Pat again after far far too long) know what I'm talking about and that pretty much covers my readership.
   
   
2. Cabaret.
   None of you non-Saaremaa readers know this, obviously, but in Saaremaa Ühisgümnaasium there is a standing tradition, that the 11th form puts together and preforms a full-length cabaret. (somewhere around 2 hours actually, I haven't got a fucking clue how long a real cabaret is supposed to last)
   Well this year it's us in the 11th form and we have been working our fucking asses off for this.
   
   
   
   I wish I could show you at least something  from my efforts but I think it's too soon to leak any pictures and also there is the little problem of me not having any pictures. But they will come and I will show them to you and you will see that it is glorious. Also videos, if everything goes as planned.
   Anyway. I've been mostly on the techincal (the wardrobe side) of the cabaret but I also take part in two performances. And let me tell you, figuring out and sewing up pretty much all the wardrobes for two separate performances ain't easy.
   Now when I told Kairi this, I could just abouts feeeeeeel her scorn because let's be honest here, about a 100 17 to 18 year olds get together and create a "cabaret". It ain't gonna be pretty or tasteful, amirite? Well no you fucking aren't, we have a fucking respectable school. This is a real thing that's been done 23 years in a row now. Also just to give you some idea that it's an organised event with actual dance numbers, here's the closing can can from last year. (I wish I could show you our's, man. We have been told quite a few times now that's it's pretty amazingly unique and just plain something other.)
   
   
   
   
3. Schewl.
   I go to a biology-oriented class. I have like 4 different biology lessons per week. It was inevitable that we were gonna end up performing a fish-autopsy.
   Let me tell you, dissecting fish is not fucking fun. Most of you may know that already. Also it's one thing to clean a fresh fish, it's something entirely else to dissect one. To one-by-one, in a particular order, cut it up and pull out it's internal organs. In a fucking particular order. And the smell. Our biology lesson was like the third one that day so for the other 5 or 6 lessons, we literally walked around, stinking like fish.
   
   Now here's a fair warning:
   IF YOU ARE FAINT-HEARTED, DO NOT FUCKING CLICK THE LINK OKAY?
   I'm not even kidding, that shit is graphic.
   
   GRAPHIC FUCKING SHIT OKAY
   
   
4. You know what? I'll break this into separate posts and put them on queue. It'll benefit everyone.

The smell of mint.

Mündi lõhn is the name of the play that I went to see today. And it is absolutely one of THE best plays that I have seen and trust me, when you work in a theater, you see a shit ton of plays (Most recently VAT theater: The good, the bad and the ugly and that play was pretty much shit. imho.). Anyway. The smell of mint.
I'll give you a quick rundown of what it speaks about:

You've all been to the Kuressaare castle, right? If so then probably you have seen that skeleton in the cellar and may even have read from the little information thing on the door about the myth surrounding said skeleton. If you haven't then wikipedia helps us out (in estonian, suck it.)

Palju kõneainet on pakkunud väike kelder, kuhu viib uks hoovi idanurgast. Legendi kohaselt olevat see kinnimüüritud kelder juhuslikult avatud 1785. aastal ning siit leiti inimese luukere. See kuulunud 16. sajandi algul Saaremaale protestantismiga võitlema saadetud inkvisiitorist mungale, kes avalikuks tulnud armuloo pärast karistuseks elusana kinni müüritud. Ruumi nimetatakse veel praegugi "sissemüüritud rüütli keldriks".

~vikipeedia

And that, to the letter, is what the play is about. It starts off not quite in modern day but close enough to it with the minister of god knows what buys the castle and moves in with his family. They of course, refuse to believe the maids and servants that the castle is haunted and write the odd sounds off as wind or rusty hinges.  One day, however, the beautiful daughter of the minister meets the ghost and manages to talk him into telling her his story. The story of how he died.

The second act takes place in 1500s and shows us how this man of faith came to Kuressaare (that wasn't a city yet at the time) to scold the local castle bailiff, who made business with the Prussians and were acting very un-holy-like. Needless to say the local bosses didn't like that one bit and devised a plan to get rid of him: they sent him a maid, a picture-perfect girl whom he couldn't help but fall in love with. Of course it is no big spoiler to anyone that the bailiff and his right-hand man then proceed to punish that monk by sealing him, alive, into the cellar of the castle and the girl was sent off to a monastery. 

The story may not sound all that compelling, but seeing as the play actually happens in the Kuressaare castle, it becomes magical. The ministers daughter in the first act and the monks maid, Õnne, in the second act was portrayed by Merilin Kirbits.

Picture Source

The ghost of the monk and later the monk himself was Hannes Prikk, who is my most favorite actor of all times, you may remember another play that I absolutely loved, Värviline Kummut, where he was also the lead character. (Also Mererüüvel vastu tahtmist, that is my MOST FAVOURITE PLAY OF. ALL. TIME.)

As a little bonus, also on the picture is my classmate, Airike. Picture source.

The minister, and later the castle bailiff was portrayed by none other than my daddy-dearest, which, of course makes me sort of biased when it comes to the whole play but whatever. It's still a great play. 

I refuse to use a picture from my personal source so you'll get this picture of the whole cast instead. Daddy is on the far right. Picture source.

And finally, the butler who always slept and the right-hand man of the bailiff were portrayed by Priit Lõhmus, who is also one of the best local actors, in my opinion.

I hope i'm not wrong in assuming he's in the middle there. Picture Source.

And yes, now all I have to do is write an essay about it in estonian. Shouldn't be too hard. I hope.

Also, I went to see Sofi Oksanen's purge in the theater cinema but I'm not going to write about it because it's something that has to be experienced rather than read about.

-Kels

I'm really bad at titles. Have you noticed?

I'll start this post with a very nice picture and then just progressively get more evil.

This is a Common Hawker (soo-tondihobu) that I managed to catch this weekend, while my sister was visiting. I personally find him absolutely glorious. Beautiful, vibrant colours and he's so big! Here, have a better picture (I couldn't figure out a way to take a picture of the one I caught so that the wings and everything would show.)

I have found myself to be quite taken with dragonflies. They are oddly beautiful.

But on to other things. Hedgehogs, namely.
I was home one cool afternoon, my dad was outside, getting firewood when suddenly he called me to the front door. Apparently, a hedgehog was spooked by our neighbors' dog and decided to take refuge in our hall.

It was terribly brave, didn't fear me or my dad and didn't even want to hear about the milk I offered, instead opting to wander back outside as soon as the dog shut up.
I'm not even going to talk about the half-stray cat we keep feeding because we can't say no when big, round kittyeyes are turned our way. My god, I've turned into a crazy animal-lady...

Speaking of crazy tendencies, I have been cooking. I have been cooking like crazy. My sister commissioned something salty so I had to step away from the comforting embrace of desserts and into the wild world of main courses. I started off with an open pie which was pretty much the best thing I had tasted when it came to mostly-vegan stuff. Not that vegan foods aren't tasty, I just haven't really been experimenting. Also it wasn't really all-vegan, seeing as it contained cheese. But enough of that, I'll show you a picture instead:

This is a leek-smoked cheese-pie. And it tasted heavenly. Trust me, you'll want to try it.

My sister's summer cottage is finally ready and mostly furnished. Of course they forced me back into my natural habitat immediately upon arriving there:

I probably shouldn't be putting this picture up, or at least blurring out the date when it was taken. This may very well be used against me as evidence to show that I did not miss school on the 12th because of illness, but rather because I just wanted to be with my sister at the countryside. But let's just hope my teachers aren't computer-savvy enough to find my blog.

Aand that's pretty much it. Mood music for you:



-Kels

I'll be an aunt in 7 months!!!

Saaremaa Ühisgümnaasium, inimesed.

My school



is completely, utterly



Mental.



The last video is only supermental if you keep in mind that the soldier guy dancing around is my physics teacher.

Oh yeah, a bonus: My class. I know I have shared it with almost everyone I know already but it bears repeating.



-Kels

Septembrikuus kõik on uus, septembrikuus...

I already started this post, writing in estonian but then I remembered that my mother has a bad habit of snooping around my blog. Which is annoying and snoopy. I'm not about to create yet another blog just so that I can write in estonian about stuff that I don't want her to snoop around.

Marvel at my mad skillz in paint

Anyhow. September is kind of almost over already and you know, stuff has been happening.
School is as terrifying and tiring as ever, perhaps right now more than ever, thanks to the Stuff that has been happening in my personal life. I'm so not ready to deal with this kind of drama so early on.
But that is hardly the point, I'm sort of getting along right now, mostly thanks to the fact that I haz friends!! (Special shoutout to Riine and Jöel for just being awesome, okay? Notice my second specialty: subtly changing people's names so that no-one could stalk them. Ahem.)

I also finally got out of the regular P.E classes so that's one less source for stress, although the doctors still haven't found any explanation for my knee problems and I don't know whether I'm paranoid or observant but I'm thinking that I'm starting to get the "Boy who cried "Wolf!"" reputation for running between doctors all the time and getting no results. But fine, I'll deal.

I am aware of the fact that when I posted all those little travel posts in August, I stopped short of the last one but I think now is waaay too late to be rectifying that so I'll just leave it.

In a week, Kaja will be coming home but I hardly think it's the break I've been waiting for, I still have school at that point and she and Ken will be staying at the countryside for most of the week, I presume. It's funny how something good happens but it's with a sort of cruel twist.

Thankfully (at first) I will be pretty busy this year. To graduate, I have to put together a research paper and my biology teacher suggested something I thought I could do. So now I'm cataloging dead dragonflies. My schoollife is funny that way.

Harilik vesineitsik, kes ei näe kuivatatuna pooltki nii ilus välja. Picture source.

We also had our school olympics, which for me culminated in achieving exactly two points in a game of darts.
I'm not going to tempt you with pictures of all the awesome things I've been cooking, but instead I'll introduce to you two documentaries that should point you towards better lifestyle choices. Or perhaps paranoia, but most likely both at the same time.

Plastic Planet 
The movie is available in Piratebay, I know because I already managed to pi-arrr-ate it. The movie really serves to make you think what you keep buying and using every single day.

Forks Over Knives
Vegetarian lifestyle isn't all about avoiding meat because you think animals shouldn't be harmed. This actually manages to show vegetarianism in a whole new, scientific, light. Loving animals has nothing to do with why it's good for us.

Sometimes it's just good to challenge your view of things and to just take a moment to think about all the things that big corporate owners would like to keep from us, because if we realised the implications, they would go out of business. Most people do not care about other people after all.
Oh yeah! Apparently I have found my muses because an assignment of mine was sent to the school almanahh or whatever at the request of my teacher. You can read it here and try to figure out for yourself what the assignment was about.

Yesterday was teadlaste öö, which I have tried to attend every year but apparently this year the only thing I *could* do was night of astronomy. Rest of the stuff either coincided with my classes or was invitations-only. Which, by the way, sucked. But, no matter, the night of astronomy was superawesome and informative as always. And Bambs, Kati and I managed to collectively win the quiz that followed the lecture. We. Are. Awesome.

Anyway. Sometimes I get the feeling that instead of a blog, I could just have a twitter but then again, twitter is just another one of those useless gadgets internet has come up with. Blogging is much more classy than 250 word updates on how I'm terribly lonely.

I suppose this is it. There are so many little awesome things that I wish I could tell you, but have no way to accurately communicate over the blog. Just little had-to-be-there stuff that happens at school or how I visited aforementioned Riine at her home, in the countryside. I really have no reason to whine, my life is awesome, but then again if those little moments were enough to conquer the upcoming winter and the loneliness it inevitably brings, I wouldn't have started this blog in the first place.

-Kels

Retseptide nimekiri

Nutella juustukook
Sefiir

Sefiir.

Ilmselt üritan ma oma blogi teha populaarseks millegi uue ja originaalsega. Köh-köh. Ühesõnaga jah, ma kirjutan teile jälle Eesti keeles ja seda seekord ühel väga lihtsal põhjusel: Je ne sais pas ce que "Sefiir" on inglise keeles. Ergo, postitus tuuakse teile eesti keeles.

Igatahes rassisin mina nädalavahetusel köögis kuna mu emal on täna sünnipäev. Tulemus on selline (Ja olgu ära märgitud, et mind pole kunagi tortide kaunistamises osav olemises süüdistatud)

Igatahes kuna ma olen laisk inimene ja ei viitsi üldse üldse üldse ajalugu õppida hetkel, siis ma mõtlesin et ma töötan oma selle aasta eesmärgi nimel: saada rohkem postitusi aasta peale kokku kui eelmine aasta. Eks me näe, ma olen septembris ja augustis päris aktiivne olnud. Igatahes võite arvestada, et kui ma jätkan selle eesmärgi poole püüdlemisega, siis tõenäoliselt saavad need küpsetuspostitused normiks. Vabandan ette ära juba. Ilmselt jätkan ma seda multikeelset jama millega alustanud olen. Kokandus eesti keeles ja muu jura inglise keeles. Või äkki muudan terve blogi eestikeelseks? hmm....

Igatahes. Sefiir. Sefiiriga on asi nii, et kui otsida selle retsepti siis leiad sa mingi 100 erinevat, kõigil üldised koostisained samad, lihtsalt kogused radikaalselt erinevad. Mina võtsin siis ühe suvalise aluseks ning hakkasin seda katse-eksitusmeetodil kohandama endale sobivaks. Ma mainisin vist oma esimesi katsetusi ka ühes juulikuises postituses.

Minu retsept siis, detailsete kirjeldustega.

Sefiir

Vaja läheb


3 munavalget
300g suhkurt
0.75 dl haput mahla
1tl sidrunhapet
0.5 - 1 tl želatiini

Töökäik

1. Suhkurust, mahlast ja sidrunhappest peaks välja keetma siirupi aga selleks, et seda teha, tasub kõigepealt moodustada vesivann. Niisama otse pliidirauale pannes kipub suhkur kõrbema, mitte sulama. Täida mingsugune suurem pott veega (nii palju, et kui sa väiksema poti koostisainetega sinna sisse paned, siis vesi üle ääre ei hakka tulema) ning seal sees hoia väiksemat potti, milles keeda siirup valmis. Kuna siirup peab olema ikka võimalikult kuum, võib selle isegi keema lasta. Valmis on ta igatahes siis, kui ta hakkab juba selliseks ilusaks ühtlaseks minema ja ta on nii vedel, et teda saab niristada. Suhkurt on ikka näha, seda täiesti ära sulatada ei saagi.

2. Samal ajal kui siirup tulel lahustub, hakka mune vahustama. Kõige parem on sefiiri kellegagi koos teha, üks saab valvata siirupit sel ajal kui teine vahustab. Üksi hakkab asi jamaks minema just selle niristamise ajal. Munavalged aja ikka päris korralikult vahtu, kuigi täiesti kõvat vahtu veel mõtet teha ei ole.

3. Kogu selle värgi kõrvalt leie aega eraldada kuskile tassi sisse umbes 1tl želatiini (2-3 lehte, kui sa lehtželatiini kasutad) ning lisa sinna täpselt nii palju vett, et želatiin enam-vähem veega kaetud on (mitte rohkem kui 1-2 supilusikatäit). Selle želatiinihulgaga saab sellise tordikatteks sobiva tugevusega želatiini. Kui sa tahad korvikesi teha või tordile mingisuguseid erilisi konstruktsioone teha, pane želatiini ikka julgelt rohkem. Jäta pulber või graanulid või lehed või misiganes sul on seisma.

4. Kui siirup tundub olevat valmis ja munad vahtu löödud, haara kuum siirup otse tulelt ning nirista seda ettevaatlikult munavahu hulka, ise samal ajal koguaeg segades. Idee on, et kuum siirup "küpsetab" munavahtu sel ajal kui sa vahustad. Kui algselt tundus vahtu vähe siis siirup kahekordistab seda kindlasti.

5. Kalla vees paisunud želatiin kastrulisse ja sulata sama kuuma veevanni sees ära, milles sa eelnevalt siirupit tegid. Otse tulel on nii väikest želatiinikogust keeruline sulatada. Nirista ka see vahustamise ajal sefiiri hulka. Tegelikult võib kogu selle želatiiniga jamamise vahele jätta, olen isegi näinud kommentaare, et želatiin rikub sefiiri maitset, aga seda kuidas sefiir tahkeks muuta ilma želatiiniga, pead ise katsetama, mina maitseerinevusi ei tunne. Hoiatuseks, et kui sa ei vahusta samal ajal kui sa želatiini vahu sisse niristad, siis see tõmbub jube kiiresti klompi ning asi läheb nässu.

6. Sefiir ise on nüüd valmis! Tortite ja korvikeste sisse panemiseks peab pisut ootama, aga mitte rohkem kui 20-30 minutit, kuna kui sa kohe hakkad vormima, vajub see enne tahenemist laiali, kui sa aga liiga kaua ootad, läheb see liiga tahedaks ning jälle on keeruline vormida. Või nii ma originaalretseptist lugesin, ise pole proovinud, enamasti saab sefiir söödud enne kui sellest midagi teha saab.

Ma tean, et see sein teksti näeb ikka korralikult hirmutav välja, ma olin isegi alguses originaalretsepti nähes skeptiline aga kui sa korra läbi teinud oled selle tsirkuse, siis ega ta enam niiväga keeruline ei ole küll. Sain isegi üksi tehes hakkama.

Meeles peab aga pidama seda:

• Värvilise sefiiri saamiseks kasuta mahla asemel siirupit
• Valget sefiiri saab, kui asendad mahla või siirupi veega.
• Mida rohkem sidrunhapet, seda hapum sefiir
• Želatiinikogus oleneb täiesti sellest, mida sa kasutad. Kiirestilahustuvad valget pulbrit läheb kõige vähem, neid natuke suuremaid kollakaid graanuleid läheb kuskil 1-1,5 teelusikatäit ning lehti läheb kõige rohkem.
• Kõige õhulisem jääb sefiir siis, kui sa pärast želatiini ja siirupi lisamist ka käsitsi hästi hoolikalt läbi klopid.
• Kui sul on raskusi suhkru lahustamisega, kasuta tuhksuhkurt. Köögikaalu puudumisel jäta meelde, et tuhksuhkru mõõtmisel üldiselt 60g = 1dl.

Ma ilmselt natuke teen hookuspookust ning lisan sidebarile oma retseptide kogumiku ka.

-Kels