{RECIPE} Classic Rum Punch

Tonight we're celebrating my boyfriend's birthday with a Caribbean themed dinner {I can't quite express how excited I am for some jerk chicken and plantain!} and I'm bringing along some jugs of homemade rum punch. I'd mentioned this recipe once before but my friend Diana over at 'Jar of Life' posted such a well presented version that I asked to repost: 

"I swear by this rum punch recipe (and my mum swears by it too) because it is simple, easy and foolproof!

The best part of the recipe is that the recipe itself rhymes which makes it easy to remember.

RUM PUNCH RECIPE:

1 part SOUR

2 parts SWEET

3 parts STRONG

4 parts WEAK

Directions:

First you will need a jug and to do some math 

Now for the math: if you add all the "parts" up you will get 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 = 10 parts in total

In my case: I used an old 1.75 L rum bottle as my jug

I went to a converter online and found out that 1.75 L equals just under 8 cups

8 cups divided by 10 is 0.8 cups (so not quite a cup — is how I will measure each part)

So now for the recipe...

1 part SOUR — I use lime juice (freshly squeezed when I have enough limes and time but mostly just store bought) but you could use lemon juice.

2 parts SWEET — I used Muscovado Barbadian sugar

I made it into a simple syrup by adding it to two parts water (WEAK) putting it all in a saucepan over a medium heat. Stir occasionally until dissolved.

3 parts STRONG — I used Old Brigand rum but any rum should work well here (I don't like the idea of white rum though). Add the rum (most crucial element) to your jug.

Once the syrup is finished and cooled, add it to your jug.

Add the remaining 2 parts of WEAK (I use water but some people use fruit juice (I find juice can make it too sweet) or sparkling water).

Then give the jug a stir or in my case (since mine was made in a bottle with a cap) — I gave it a good ole shake.

Pour it into a glass filled with lots of ice and top it with fresh grated nutmeg (very necessary).

A splash of Angostura bitters would also be an amazing touch (alas I did not have any).

Thanks for the recipe Di! 

Hope one of you gives this a try - it's the most amazing summer drink! :)

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Back to the Big Smoke

I've barely been back in Amsterdam a week and I've somehow convinced myself that it's OK to head back to London for a few days. My excuse is that it's a certain special someone's birthday this weekend and I'll be missing out on the celebrations if I don't go :) 

This all sounds hunky dory but last minute booking + a low student budget = a hellish bus trip {yes, BUS!} from Amsterdam to London, approx. over 8 hours of pure cramped up bliss to look forward to!

Luckily I've updated my playlists and I've got some mad sick tunes to keep me occupied. {Lies, that's my organised alter ego! I'll be doing it old school with a book...} but here are some of my recent addictions:

Wednesday's Window to the World: Barcelona, Spain

View from my window in Barcelona,Spain.
Nikola Simpson, 2011

Manic Monday: How to report the news

I was quarrelled with for my sombre video on 'The Boundaries of Life & Death' last week Monday, so this video by Charlie Brooker should make a few of my more skeptical readers giggle. I'm a huge fan of the BBC and the quality of British programming in general but this couldn't be a more accurate take on the way in which news is reported today.

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One Young World: Wash, Help, Adopt, Money, Work

One Young World - “Fighting the world’s big problems at the same time.”

Listen up Twitter peeps

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lots of peace, love & rock'n'roll my tweethearts :)

xxx 

@skiptomalouuu

Wednesday's Window to the World: Athens, Greece

This is the view from the top floor of my parents house. We live in the northern suburbs of Athens, on top of a hill. The mountain you see is called Parnitha. It's the highest on the Attica peninsula and it's a national park. The lights you see in the middle of the picture and far right is where the Olympic Village used to be during the 2004 Olympic Games. You may also notice a few lights on top of the mountain..they are from "Mt. Parnes", a hotel/casino.
Zoe Koukakis, 2011.  

10 basic tube rules

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As much as I love the city of London, there's one aspect of it that I hate more than anything: the underground. Sure, its efficient and expansive but it's also smelly and crowded. Every time I go under I find myself holding my breath and scared to touch anything for fear of coming into contact with a stranger's flavours. The tube drains the soul out of people; they sit there looking gloomy and pissed off. Tourists {which I don't consider myself, of course} are also pretty annoying because they just don't get the unspoken rules of the tube. I was discussing this with someone {everyone has something to say about their daily soul-draining commute} and they pointed out that there aren't any set rules or basic "tube etiquette" outline. Since then I've brought this up with various city rats who all agreed on the following 10 basic tube rules which could make getting from A to B a little more bearable
{commuters & tourists take note, we're all guilty of a few of these!}:

1. Make yourself as small as possible (this goes for carrying bags on your back, sticking legs out into the aisle)

2. No leaning body against the pole (otherwise other people can't hold on to the pole for support)

3. No double page spread newspaper reading 

4. Don't leave gaps/spaces - even distribution of bodies {ie: Don't all crowd by the door or the entrance to the platform - S P R E A D  O U T!}

5. No loud music {use noise cancelling earphones}

6. No food {Doesn't matter if it's your Mum's spaghetti - it's smelly}

7. Give way for those getting out of the tube before you step through the door

8. Chivalry people! Give seats and make way for pregnant women, senior citizens and the disabled/injured.

9. No pushing, shoving or trampling {unless absolutely necessary but then just smile and say sorry}

10. No farting or offensive body odours {I guess the same applies here}

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I'd personally say that the number one rule in life is to smile and be polite but I think that's pushing it a bit in this case. Let's hope Boris sees this list and prints out a few copies before the Olympics hit London and it gets really crazy up in here.

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Manic Monday: The Boundaries of Life & Death

 This short contemplation of the Circle of Life is based on Edgar Allan Poe’s quote: "The boundaries which divide life from death are at best shadowy and  vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?” 
Perhaps this thought process is a little too intense for a Monday morning but I thought this was too beautiful not to share.

The film was created by Saskia Kretzschmann as part of her studies at the Anhalt University of Applied Science, in central Germany. {The music is by Thomas Mayer}


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Splendid Sunday Snapshots*

My Sunday in snapshots:

1. Chelsea Chaos

Strolling through Chelsea to the tube this morning was a sea of blue and white thanks to the fact that the local team won the Champions League final. We skidaddled out of there and missed the crazy football crowds but got a glimpse of the build up to the celebratory parade.

2. Camden 

Sarah and Lucas are fellow foodies and we sampled jerk chicken, fresh fried calamari, kangaroo burgers and Armenian nibbles at the Camden international food market. As I tried to identify all the sweet smells I couldn't help but wonder why there isn't something like this in Amsterdam {Or have I been missing it all this time?}

3. Lunch with some of my favourite people

For Alfie's birthday we went to the York&Albany townhouse hotel in Camden. Some of the yumminess included dirty martinis & cheeky G&Ts, salmon ceviche {the colourful plate was delicious!}, chorizo & octopus {a surprising & tasty combo}, a homemade burger, deepfried whitebait {a British thing I've never understood} & pretty-damn-amazing deserts {I was too distracted to photograph my pineapple tarte with rum& pistachio ice cream} It was a great afternoon and I'd highly recommend this restaurant to anyone!

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This week's Link Ups:

Wednesday's Window to the World: Buenos Aires, Argentina

View from my window in Palermo, Buenos Aires, Argetina.
Laura Mowat, 2011

Aerobics at Twickers

Oh what fun we had at Twickers over the weekend! More pics + a mini video to follow soon!

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ps: I have no idea who won the rugby.

One Young World: Watch this space

Just over a week ago I got the great news that I was chosen to represent Barbados at the One Young World summit in October! I'll be joining hundreds of young people in Pittsburg to discuss ideas and solutions to some of the problems our countries face; from health issues, the economy and political corruption to sustainability and world peace.  I had heard of One Young World before though friends who had attended the inaugural summit in London in 2010 but never thought I'd have the chance to attend due to the high demand and the hefty price tag attached to it. Thanks to Twitter, I found out about a 'Delegate giveaway'; the aim of the summit this year was to have every single country represented and Barbados was on the list of countries that were not represented as yet. Residents of those countries were being offered a fully sponsored position! I hoping to use this opportunity to discuss the rising prevalence of Type 2 diabetes in Barbados {More on this later!} I can't quite explain how I excited I am, it's going to be such a great place to meet new people and network and I'm so incredibly lucky. 

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Manic Monday: The silent revolution

In a culture where being social and outgoing are prized above all else, it can be difficult, even shameful, to be an introvert. Although our culture undervalues them dramatically, introverts have made some of the great contributions to society – from Chopin's nocturnes to the invention of the personal computer to Gandhi’s transformative leadership. Cain argues that we design our schools, workplaces, and religious institutions for extroverts, and that this bias creates a waste of talent, energy, and happiness. But introverts bring extraordinary talents and abilities to the world, and should be encouraged and celebrated.

 Based on intensive research in psychology and neurobiology and on prolific interviews, she also explains why introverts are capable of great love and great 

achievement, not in spite of their temperaments -- but because of them.

Cain commented that there is zero correlation between being the best talker and having the best ideas, a similar idea to that of Banksy who once said that we live in a society where so much is used to say so little.  Our world prizes extroverts -- but Susan Cain makes a case for the quiet and contemplative.

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5 things that rocked my week

1. The Udderbelly Festival on Embankment | 2. Arriving to 5 star accommodation by my best friend in London - isn't this adorable? | 3. Seeing my mum on Mother's Day | 4. Yummy dinners outside | 5. Strawberry cider

London's Calling

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I'm off to the big smoke today to indulge in two weeks of British bliss. Bring on best friends, the boy, family, cider, museums, crazy parties and general London debauchery. On Saturday a big group of us are attending Rugby Sevens at Twickenham - a great excuse to drink, party and dress up in the theme of the match (and maybe catch a bit of rugby). Last year we dressed as sailors in keeping with the 'beach' theme: 

This year it's 80's disco and my group has decided to do '80's aerobics' instead  - complete with neon spandex and big hair...

Anything goes in London and I'm super excited! :)

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Wednesday's Window to the World: Muskoka, Ontario, Canada

View from my bedroom window, featuring my dad lounging in a hammock.  These are taken  at my family's cottage on Lake Rousseau, in Muskoka, Ontario.Heather Godard, 2011.