Go, yankees, go to the victories!

On the 4th weekend my friends and I went to (the)New York city. We had already bought tickets to the Yankee vs Reds game. So we directed our steps toward Yankee Stadium, that is located in the Bronx. The subway was overcrowded by fans in blue T-shirts and baseball caps with logos of Yankees. At the final station we were carried away from the train by a flow of people. And suddenly we saw the Stadium. It is a big gorgeous building with flags on the top. Rays of the sun were reflected by dozens of windows.  

Yankee Stadium

We hurried up to buy some food and find our seats. When we took the first step into the stadium, we heard the roar of thousands of fans. All of them screamed chants and gesticulated sharply. Almost all people there ate snacks and drank beer, it was very unexpected, because normally in Russia it is illegal to drink alcohol in such places.

We bought standard baseball food: hot dogs and French fries with hot cheese sauce. It was so American style, very tasty! 

I did not know the rules of baseball games. So throughout the game I tried to understand, why sometimes all of the players are starting to run and sometimes just staying on their positions. Nevertheless I was happy as a child, when I saw that the Yankees scored one more point. The game was really long, it lasted for 3 hours. Finally, the Yankees won!

2d weekend

Pasta in Little Italy of New Haven

My second weekend in United States I spent in New Haven. On Friday my friends and I went to the cinema; we saw a comedy. It was funny, but a little bit confusing, because not all vocabulary was clear, but we enjoyed our time there. Then we decided not to have our dinner in dining hall and we went to Italian part of New Haven to eat pizza and pasta. It was incredibly delicious, the meals were very big, so at the end of the evening we felt our bodies like balls.

On Saturday we went to New London to the Sail Festival. We took a train and reached our final goal in an hour. I expected to see big pictorial meadow near the sea, where we could lie on the grass and observe big and gorgeous yachts. But in reality we saw only a narrow, dirty and overcrowded wharf with no grass and beautiful views. We were totally shocked. We found some food and decided not to wait for the fireworks, but to go back to New Haven. A warm bed waited for me in my room, I sank into nerveless rest till Sunday's afternoon.  

Train to New London

The last day of the weekend I spent with my lovely book 'Pride and Prejudice' by Jane Austen and homework, trying to prepare for the upcoming school week. 

Preparing for classes

Kitchen

I have been living in my flat for only 1 year, but I have one place that I love. From the first moment I saw it, I knew that I want to spend a lot of time in this place. It is the kitchen. 

Kitchen

When you see it for the first time, you will see just a usual small kitchen. With white walls and grey wooden kitchen cabinet with granite table top. There is a white wooden dinner table and two chairs. But for me, this is the place with special atmosphere and memories. It is indescribable when sunlight shines through the fancy white and green curtains and falls on the gauzy chairs. You can see a lot of various colors on them in the morning. 

Kitchen

The most lovely thing in my kitchen is a smell. It is combination of different spices, pastries and fresh herbs, that are growing up on the window-sill. 

Baby basil

I have spent a lot of time there, because I like to cook lots of different meals, but sometimes I like to just sit on a chair, drink tea and look out the window or watch a movie. Even at night, when I can not fall asleep, I can come here and start to bake cupcakes or cookies to relax.

Living room

Silhouette of my cat in the bedroom

Morning inspirations

      Assignment: Choose a public place around Yale campus and describe what you see.

Yard in front of WLH

       The rays of the sun warmed me up, the smell of just cut grass in summer air calmed down my thoughts and feelings. It was very quiet around me, just occasional cars, that were driven along the street, disturbed the silence of that place. The warm wind blew my hair about, and I felt like I moved back in time to an ancient period. Incredibly beautiful buildings were around me. They are made of brown brick, in Gothic style. You can see a clean sky through the lace-like tops of the buildings and in reflections on the bright stained glass. Those buildings stand around the small yard. The sunshine tainted the grass and leaves of huge trees with honey color.

       There were some people sitting near the trunks in the shade of the trees. This is very pleasant place to spend a lot of time, doing your homework or just lying on the fresh grass. Here you can forget about all your problems and thoughts.

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Chocolate cake with mascarpone frosting and berries

            Cooking. My all-consuming passion. My way to relax. My inspiration. When I have too many thoughts in my head, when I have emotional problems or when I have too much energy, I start cooking, even if it is night. Especially I love baking.

Brownie cheescake

I’m buying cooking books like a maniac and trying to make every dish. The most difficult is to make a cake for guests for a special moment, because you need to take into account everybody’s taste and to not only make delicious cake, but a beautiful one. And you do not have a chance to make a mistake. It is really exciting when you see how somebody tries the first piece of cake made by you, and you see all the emotions on their faces. And it is incredibly pleasant to see, that you were able to meet everybody’s wishes.

Cooking books

In my opinion, it is very important to have dinners with all of family, because the food is not only a means of survival, it is what brings people together every evening to the table, where people discuss how their day went and all problems. The kitchen is the most warm place in my house, because I spend a lot of time there with my family, with my friends.

Cake with basil cream and berries

Cake with cherry and dark chocolate

Charlotte pie

Baked fish

Camille on the Beach in Trouville

             Assignment: Go to the Yale Art Gallery, find a work of art that speaks to you then tell its story.

Claude Monet, Camille on the Beach in Trouville, 1870

A strong eddy wind is blowing my hair about, the sea air is filled with sand. I am in white elegant dress with white lace umbrella. I have prepared for the ball, but now I am sitting on the beach. My children, Jean and Michele, are playing with their nanny near the sea. They are happy, they do not know what happened an hour ago.

Today I discovered a secret. My husband cheated on me with a maid while I have been in Paris with children. I was horrified and shocked. All my life was crushed. My thoughts rushed in my head with furious speed. Suddenly, I ran to the bedroom, gripped a black shining gun from the bedside-table. I knew, there were two of us in this big house, all servants had a weekend, children played with a nanny in the yard. I was obsessed, stood face to face with my husband. I pointed a gun at him. His eyes were closed, he whispered about forgiveness, cold sweat ran down his face. At this moment I heard the laugh of children and understood that they need their father. I lowered my hands gradually, the gun fell down on the floor. But I could not stay in that house anymore. I ran out to the yard, gripped the children and drove the carriage to the beach with a nanny companied. Tears streamed down my cheeks, I had no idea what to do.
            And now I am sitting on a chair and looking at Jean and Michele, and all that I know is that I need to protect them.