Nostalgia

Our annual gathering with friends was a nostalgic event as usual. And of course the eternal storytelling about what has happened since. Changes in relations, new kids, health issues and whatever new on the church frontier. The warm summer evening ended up in singing the hymns of our youth until the camera ISO couldn't bear the darkness.

 Smartphones are for seniors only.

Il dottori

Singing is essential in Nostalgia

Polish dinner

A couple of days ago I had dinner with some colleagues and friends. We are all selfemployed mechanical design engineers that like to meet once in a while over some food and talk about just anything and of course our companies well-being. Anything you can expect for business people to talk about.  This time Stefan invited us to a Polish restaurant. The sign on the wall said Café but the entrance looked like a closed business. No people I knew in the first room. Far inside I can see some sort of continuation. A stair down to the basement! Ends in another room, but no acquaintances there. Oh, another room farther in and there they are. A larger room with several tables but only two occupied. For us.
The menu promised some different courses but all was not available. Anyway, all was very tasty and we enjoyed the meal and company. And Polish beer, of course. Coffee and apple pie for desert. But, oops, not for everyone. This is definitely not a Swedish retaurant. Refreshing!