This weekend, at Kaapelitehdas in Helsinki, there is the vegan food fair, “Vegemessut”. It’s the biggest vegan food event in Nordic countries and it has been organised a few times already. Lots of vegan food brands will be there, so if you are interested in the latest trends and products in vegansphere, be there! I will be visiting it for the first time as I always forgot it in previous years and then it was sold out. This year, thanks to a friend reminding on Facebook, I got my ticket and will be there on Saturday morning. Personally, I have mixed feelings about products like vegan “cheese”, vegan “sausage” etc. but it is still good to go and try some of the new products. So, maybe I’ll see some of you there! Photos are taken from Vegemessut instagram page: https://www.instagram.com/vegemessut/ For more info about the event: https://www.vegemessut.fi/
When I close my eyes and picture my mother in my head, I almost always see her in the kitchen. See, she has always been a housewife and did lots of work in the house all day, but her personal kingdom was always the kitchen. My father, on the other hand, I always picture him in the living room, watching TV or reading newspapers. The only times he’s ever been inside the kitchen are probably the meal times.
Last Monday I came home from a business meeting late afternoon, around 16:00. I was quite hungry, tired and I just wanted to get inside and eat – when I opened the door, I saw the mail inside: a postcard! As soon as I opened it, I realised who sent it: “Hello Aslihan, thank you for baking the best cake ever for our son’s naming party….” I had baked a massive Kvaefjordkake for my friend Juuso’s little baby about a month ago, and that card was sent as a “thank you”. I loved it.
I ate by far the most delicious fish that I have ever eaten in this city during this fair 3 years ago! Funny, it was my first time in the fair and I could not go again because every time I wanted to go again, something else came up. But this year I am going to be there my friend, I-will-be-there: Baltic Herring Fair 2015, or Silakkamarkkinat in Finnish, or if you prefer Swedish, Strömmingsmarknad – in Kauppatori! This year’s fair will be held in 4-10 October 2015. (Photo above by Jenni Pulli, taken from Flickr).
Did you know that the food wasted by the United States and Europe alone could feed the world 3 times over? I didn’t. Now I do, thanks to this project I will write about, happening in Helsinki.
When you are about to move to a new country, especially one that you have never been before and is quite different than your own, you feel excited yes, but you also feel slightly nervous and maybe even scared. Five years ago, when I was preparing for my new life in Finland, I had all those feelings but I feared mostly to be alone; “what if I can’t make any friends there?”. But these five years proved me wrong, I made incredible friends here. And in last week’s Wednesday morning talk, I was with one of those beautiful friends, Melis, my dear half Turkish-half Finnish friend – who would rather call herself hundred percent Turkish and hundred percent Finnish.
Two weeks ago, I finally had the courage to have my hair cut really short, after gradually getting shorter and shorter. The first 2 days or so were weird, I felt strange with so short hair but I got used to it quite fast. Today I am going to write about my Wednesday morning coffee last week with a Finnish friend, a long-time short hair advocate (I think), the owner of my favourite dog in the world and another Creative Sustainability student (soon-to-graduate), Johanna.
Before Kallio, I lived in Töölö for so many years: on Temppelikatu, on Arkadiankatu, on Eteläinen Hesperiankatu.. And in the middle of all those streets, on Runeberginkatu, there was a cafe which I saw all the time and never took the time even to look inside. Cafe & Eeopos, “kahvisalonki”, was the little cosy corner cafe where I met Ainur this morning and had a really nice 2-hours chat.
Thanks to cooking and baking a lot and writing this blog, my Finnish vocabulary related to food got richer and richer every day – and it continues to grow.
The moment I received the shocking message of all times from my Canadian, I wanted to get away from Helsinki for a short weekend break. I had been planning to visit the last Scandinavian capital left for a while, so I immediately bought my ticket to Oslo and left Helsinki for a 3-days visit to the land of coziness. Three days were enough – I fell in love with the city. I am pretty sure it also has something to do with my host – The Norwegian – who was the best host ever: welcoming, helpful, funny, optimist, a bit dreamer (like me) and always having a big smile on his face, with his slanted eyes making him cuter and cuter. Until my little trip to Oslo, for about a week, I hadn’t slept, at least not without taking sleeping pills, but in Oslo, in The Norwegian’s home, I felt so comfortable and peaceful that I slept like a baby.