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The year of Bruce Lee…and I welcomed it in Seattle, where his and his son Brandon gravesite are to be found. On a more delightful and playful mood, here it is how the next year will be.

2012: What will happen.

JANUARY: Someone named Theresa will have my glasses on the 1st day of the year, I will get them back on the 2nd. Will watch The Godfather and think about moving to a lil village in Sicily. I will fly back to Berlin, instead, with no delays, and even if I get stuck in London I won´t be able to see Pec, because she will be working and BA will make me fly in the afternoon. Also I won´t be able to see Cruz as she would still be in Madrid. Will go to Henry Rollins gig with my mate Sam. Will join a Crossfit gym or start long distance running, altogether with Power Yoga and Chi Kung with my friend Pablo. And I will stick to it. Stalk the fancy people at Berlin fashion week. Specially heterosexual men.

FEBRUARY: One month no smoke.Think to go back to fashion biz, and discard it. I will be working my ass off, for petty coins, it will be freezing and snow will break in. The Bright Tradeshow won´t send me the press pass, and I would tell their corporate asses to stay away from the true spirit of skateboarding and all boarding sports: FREEDOM you fools. I will be single yet again in St. Valentine´s day but getting lots of good sex.  I will tour with Pec, or at least I will be in London. I can write now…oh no hold it, that´s an illusion.

MARCH: Biz takes off. Like seriously. Find a nice, cheap apartment in Moabit or Treptower Park, because I can´t live with the NK hip anymore, and I need nature. Although I might reconsider it and stay close to my friends in da hood.  We will jump into Spring, the season most hated. I will be allergic starting next month and single. Will wish to go to Japan, to say goodbye to friend Aitana, but I will be working my ass off and poor. Fidel Castro dies. The end of an era. Tresca´s birthday.

APRIL:  I will be on B2 of Deutsch, and able to have a decent conversation. At least. Or talk nonsense with a nice accent. I will be making millions.And writing a lot. Will be almost fit, back to a normal 125 pounds and eating good. I might get a boyfriend, just for the sake of having a boyfriend. Wait no, I have no time. My mother´s birthday.

MAY: Go to London, to be amazed by this in case i can´t make it to ATP. Buy a rodie to run with friends Sam and Marta. Enjoy two days of sun for the first time since arrival. Get amazingly cured from allergy, and enjoy Spring. Ha. I will buy my ticket to India. Go somewhere to surf and chill.

JUNE: Will go to Ibiza to pay a quick visit to my parents and my dog, chill at the beach and smoke weed…NO wait…this is my 5th month no smoking…anything. Crack included. Will get my hair cut at my favourite hairstylist in San Antoni, a Scottish sexy man.Second time I will cut my hair in the year, probably last. On my way there, a  quick stop in Madrid to see friends, meet Tresca´s daughter, Molly than by then will be sleep trained and actually walking. She will probably hold a MBA in Business, as well.

JULY: We will have two days of summer, and everyone in Berlin will run to the lakes. Will go to the Berlin Fashion Week, and maybe bump into Angelica. I will get a smartphone, because it is about time. Will have lots of work and make lots of money. New twist in the occupying movement, now revolution is coming late fall, right before the World ends. We will have a Green November instead of a Red October.

AUGUST : Will work even more, write even more, and ride a whole lot more. Will go to my brother´s wedding in India, and celebrate my 32 years of age with friends and family in southern India. I will celebrate in Chennai my brother´s wedding, and will cry a lot, dance a lot and hug people a lot. Hang out with friends and family. Feel much love.

SEPTEMBER: Travel to Kerala, to stay in an ashram for a month. Get my first yoga teacher training. Write a lot.

OCTOBER: Meet up with my friend Rodrigo in Nepal, to trek the Himalayas. Will stay there for a while, and meet interesting people, in the amazing land. One week volunteer in Lhasa. Revolution is coming.

NOVEMBER: We are taking the streets, and there is a global change a conscious change. Will most likely move to Malaysia or India, on a new job position. Book publishing deal. Get married, because some say the end of the World is near. And I will rethink my position and actually get married.

DECEMBER: Will spend Christmas with my family for the first time in two years. …….

So that´s it. Read also this  post about how to face the New Year.

Loads of love and aspirations.



Thanks to Pec, watch out for her she will take over the world sometime, and thanks to all animal lovers out there. To me this is not a debating issue to me this is life.

Loads of love and furry friends.



Trait of the week: MANGO. Fond of apple, banana, mango and soy milk all mixed up. Could live on this eternally, could live on mango for ages. Due to the amount of antioxidants and beneficial health properties, I would probably become immortal à la Christopher Lambert (with a trrru and trrrru Scottish accent, aye!)

Thanks god, for this delicacies of Nature.

Loads of love and fruit.



P.S. I believe Christopher Lambert to be quite good-looking, in a strange way.

For nothing speaks better for oneself than a real homemade meal. And we will all agree, that some fine exquisite dishes are nothing but  heroic quests in the intimacy of our own kitchen. Cooking for yourself is quite pleasant, but not as much as it is cooking for others. The act of nurturing in a very specific way and giving all your best, it´s a win-win situation for both parties.

Not long enough (February 25th) was the birth of my never enough valued flatmate and loved friend Mr. Rat, and I was ready to make a rat shaped cake…I counted with really good advise from Aunt Bessie (that I hope comes up with a bakery and cooking blog) from Wellington, NZ. Even though, then the two people I was facing this challenge with…were not truly committed, and am one perfectionist bitch…when I saw this “thing” evolving into a kindergarten Optimus Prime plasticine figure, I decided to pull out. Instead I bought gazillions of sparklers to give away at the party, wich is a tricky way of winning people over…lights…huh? damn, we are easy.

And all this egotic exercise of (actually not falling asleep) self promotion is just a lame excuse…to post this new found blog on vegan cookery and specialized on vegan cupcakes…oh! cuteness…i was only joking when I said I´d like to smash all the whole milk in your head (covering one of the Smiths many anthems). Just for the record, being a vegetarian in Spain is like making out with a blender; ouch!.

Loads of love…and eat all your meals!!!



UPDATE: Go on and try eating paella without hitting the chunks of chicken, but worse come to worse, order a veggie soup and yet find AGAIN more chicken. I have never seen chickens growing out from trees, but what can I say am a city girl. :-)