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Restauranttipp "Ron Telesky" - Jubii TV
Es ist ein Elch entsprungen – und zwar direkt aus Kanada mitten hinein ins Herz von Kreuzberg. Ron Telesky heißt er, und hat mit tatkräftiger Unterstützung zweier Berliner einen echten kanadischen Pizzaladen eröffnet. Pizzen mit 61 cm im Umfang und ungewöhnlichen Toppings – so was haben Sie garantiert noch nie erlebt.









Ron Telesky




Dieffenbachstr. 62




10967 Berlin-Kreuzberg

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the earth moves under my feet.

Our apartment shakes in the mornings.
I want a new one.
This requires time and money and effort. All things I would rather spend on getting to New York with Nelleke and Dolly Parton...which I am probably going to do.
It may not be the wisest decision financially speaking, but as Marty reminded me, it's for my memoirs. You gotta write about something. The grandkids might like to know about the time I went to Radio City Music Hall.
My birthday was pretty mellow...in the nice way. A little bbq and some friends, and some people I don't know so well.
I was overwhelmed with birthday wishes, and I was homesick for about a week. I miss my peeps, you know?
My knuckles are burnt to a crisp from that damn pizza oven. It takes a long time for knuckles to heal. It looks kinda like I got into a fight. Tough.
It snowed again yesterday. It was lovely. Big damp flakes.
I am at a crossroads in a few decisions. I don't know what to do...but I want to do it on purpose.
I feel like I have growing pains in my heart. It's tiring.
And the plants are on the counter every morning.

wind beneath my wings

It's my birthday tomorrow.
I've never really liked my birthday time too much.
we're having hamburgers, and you're all invited. Please come.
Today the weather has been a little manic a la Calgary weather.
I just finished watching the movie Beaches. I cried again. It's not as good as it used to be, but I think I love it or other reasons. The soundtrack was a major part of my pre-teen years. So good...kinda.
The other day M and A and I went on a drive through the country. It was a perfect Sunday afternoon type thing. I really love to get out of the city for a while. We saw little castles and tiny towns with roads too narrow for cars. We poked our head into one of the palaces at Potsdam. The place got terribly run down while the DDR was in power. I guess this is how ruins start. They are still restoring it, but it looks super old and broken in parts. It was fun to drive around and be surrounded by trees.
We also saw some real skinheads. They were scary, and totally put a damper on the day. It's weird how powerless you feel in the face of that kind of fear. It opened up an interesting discussion for the ride home. Intetresting discussions always make me feel closer to the people I'm having them with.
Things are still Okay at Ron's. I bought a book to help with German...we'll see how that goes. I taught my boss how to drink whiskey with ginger ale...always nice. I am sick of pizza. Crazy, right?
My darling sweet Nelly has bought a ticket for me to see Dolly Parton at Radio City Music Hall in New York City! All I have to do is get there. (my birthday is tomorrow) Dolly Parton in NYC! (my birthday is tomorrow) I really want to go (my birthday is tomorrow). There are a few complications, but most complications can be ironed out. I am willing to make huge sacrifices to get there. But my birthday is tomorrow, so maybe my sacrifices won't have to be so huge.
Subtlety has always been my strong suit. Have you noticed how mysterious I can be? Like the wind.

ho hum, riight?

Geez.
I haven't been to motivated lately. I feel like I haven't left the house in a while.
It's winter again, and the transit is on strike (again). My bike tire is flat. I just don't want to leave the house. Anything beyond yogurt and a pot of coffee seems too much effort.
Not a good thing. I will get out there today. It's only been one day of blah. I just don't want it to carry over into today. I have to work tonight, which is kind of nice. I miss the whirl of busy-ness. I like having full days and nights. I like it when down times are special, not normal.
There is a tiny health problem that I should get checked out, but I am kind of terrified of doctors. The doctors in Germany are German doctors (surprising, i know) which seem slightly more doctorish than Canadian doctors. Hence, my inactivity.
My sweet friend Agata moved into my bedroom. Chad now sleeps in the coffin. So we get the medium sized room. It's nice. It actually has a view, and the sound of construction is vastly diminished. The colors of the furniture, floor and bedsheets make this room look like some kind of dorm room...at a college with very little funding.
Ags has had a rough week. My heart is heavy for her.
I'm going back to Rome in April. My big sister and her husband are going to be there. I am stoked to be there again, and to see familiar faces.
The other day Ben and I decided to go out for coffee, but it got cold, so decided to take the train to wherever we were going. Once at the train, Ben suggested we just keep going right on to Potsdam. I was the bummer skeptic, but we went anyway, because well, what else would we do?
As soon as we stepped out of the station at Wannsee, it began to snow. I mean, SNOW! flakes the size of your head. Despite our inappropriate attire, we had a very nice time. We didn't even go see the palaces in Potsdam. We stayed in the town-ish area and went for coffee there, then turned right around and came back.
Adventure 2008!
I ate a whole box of jaffa cakes...in one day. They are so good. I don't think I can buy them anymore. I have no self-control when I'm around them.
Okay enough internet time has been wasted. I need to get some wind in my hair.
love you.

sunday morning walk

Just this morning I was out walking with Old Man Winter. The sky was grey, and the wind was sharp. As we walked past Anhalter Bahnhof, I saw a bunch of people playing soccer, and I noticed how nice it sounds. It sounds like fun, it sounds like friends, it sound like spring.
Just then the wind picked up, and I began to shiver.
Winter looked at me as he said, "SPRING? WHAT SPRING? THERE IS NO SPRING!"
I pulled my scarf in a little tighter and I glared at him.
"You know Winter, you can be a real asshole sometimes."
He chuckled and said, "SO CAN YOU." Then he laughed some more.
Then he started to howl.
Then it began to rain.
That's when I decided to take the train to work.