Day 549: Mexican Food in Vienna

So… yeah… Mexican food in Europe has been something of an epic story here on SchutzHappens. And well… the story continues… this time in Vienna at a restaurant called “Kulin”. I will break it down fast for you.

1. It took a while to find.

2. They were closed for lunch.

3. We went back for dinner.

4. The service was terrible.

5. The food was gross.

I would have rather been at “Burrito Bar” in Belgrade.

End of story.

Day 545: Is John Lithgow the Best Actor on Television?

So… those of you who are near and dear know I am a complete and total Movie/TV freak.I used to be an actor, but even though I have moved onto other things in my life I am still complete obsessed with the business. But for the most part, I think I’ve been neglecting that side of myself in this blog (except for my monthly video montages… which are less about sharing our experiences with friends and family; and more about giving me a monthly geek-out fix to feel creative).

Anyway, I feel it is time to flex the entertainment side of myself and I can’t think of any greater actor to pull me back to my “true entertainment geek self” than John Lithgow.Over the past few weeks I have been catching up on episodes of Dexter, season 4 (where John Lithgow plays the season’s guest serial killer). In short, his performance has blown me away. Even though Serena refuses to watch shows like Dexter with me, I have mentioned a few times in pass about how wonderful John Lithgow’s performance is… as an actor… watching him in this role is a privilege.

Dare I say it… but I am starting to think that John Lithgow may be one of the greatest actors of his generation. But due to his eclectic career I believe his true talent and gift can be over looked… especially to those of my generation. Where do you remember first seeing John Lithgow? For me it was “Santa Claus: The Movie” and “Harry and the Hendersons”… neither of which are hallmark movies of an epic career and some folks may even label these movies as a low-part in his career. But I think Lithgow would disagree with you. As it turns out, Lithgow is a great supporter of Children’s Entertainment. Did you know that he’s published 9 children’s books and 2 children’s music albums? I didn’t either (thank you Wikipedia!). Lithgow is also known for visiting schools to read to children. All I know is as a child; I remember adoring both of those movies… and now, revisiting them with my own son the movies are successful due mainly to Lithgow’s commitment to the project.

Anyway, as I grew older I gradually became introduced to new sides of Lithgow, the actor, through Footloose, Twilight Zone, The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai, Memphis Bell, At Play in the Fields of the Lord, The World According to Garp… and finally the genius of Terms of Endearment.

Lithgow is a talent. And I think we may have lost track of it during “Third Rock from the Sun”. No that ‘Third Rock” wasn’t good, quite the opposite. Unfortunately, as American’s we seem to associate talent with dramatic roles… and for the last decade, Lithgow has been focusing on comedy. And since we tend to pigeon-hole actors into genres I think we’ve forgotten about him. I least I did. So yeah… I was taken aback by his turn on Dexter.

At first take one might think “Wow, what a departure!” But honestly, it seems like Lithgow has been working towards this role he entire life and his is knocking out it out of the park.Whether it is a drama or an outlandish comedy Lithgow always manages to make his performances believable. And on Dexter, the intensity and subtleties of his character is eerie, unsettling, and ultimately disturbing… yet at the same time, as his character hunts his prey, he can seamlessly come across as warm, genial, and sincere. And maintaining the duality of these personality traits is seamless and believable… making his overall performance simply unbelievable (in an astonishing way). This duality of his character was most evident and impressive midseason when he started having a difficult time hiding his true, psychotic, self in public environments… as Dexter says, “He’s starting to show his cracks.”

My hats off to John Lithgow… it goes without saying that you will probably win an Emmy this year for your work on Dexter. And since I have pretty much followed your career my entire life… I am very excited to see what you have in store for us next!

Day 541: Pulled Over In Serbia

So, a while back I teased everyone one with a short tag line about being pulled over for speeding in Serbia… and there has been a certain amount of interest regarding the experience.

So, yeah… I was caught in a speed trap. I know what you’re thinking… “How do you know it was a speed trap and simply caught? Well… let’s analyze the situation, shall we?

I was driving through a construction zone which was marked with a speed limit of 120 Kilometers an hour. While exiting the construction zone I evidentially missed the sign dropping the speed limit to 60 Kilometers an hour.

No, you didn’t read it wrong… the speed was dropped to 60 after the construction zone… not during the construction zone. Hmmm… and this conveniently placed reduction in speed lasted about 500 feet while rounding a bend in the road. Hmmm…. And once around the bend, there was a nice sized shoulder of the left had side of the road perfect for a couple police cars and the folks they pull over. Hmmm…

No, you’re right… I’m reading too much into it… it can’t be a speed trap.

Anyway, my experience ended up being quite pleasant, although Serena got a little panicky when I was asked to step out of the vehicle and go with the officer after I had identified myself as an American.

But I wasn’t nervous about it. I knew I had won the officer over with my flawless Serbian language skills: “да ли говерите енглески, молим вас?”

Luckily for me, he did.

He explained to the drop in the speed limit and asked if I had seen the sigh. “No, I didn’t see it.” I said is a surprised manner.

He showed me his laser speed gun showing he clocked me going 126 Kilometers an hour. “Man, I wish I had noticed the sign.” He also pointed out his laser speed gun was manufactured in the United States. He seemed to be tickled about catching an American with his American made equipment. The irony wasn’t lost on either of us.

He started asking be about my family in the car… based on my observations I find Serbian culture very family oriented and Serbian men in particular seem to have a shared soft spot for children. “Oh that’s my boy there and my wife… she’s pregnant”. “Beba?” “Da!”… the officer, with a big smile on his face, began muttering and moving his arms in circular motions as if to aid in his mental processes. “Uh… how do you say…. Uh…” “Congratulations?” “Da, yes! How do you say?” “Congratulations.” “Congratulations” “Yes, hvala.”

It was a very funny exchange. And he seemed very impressed when I told him we had been living in Belgrade for almost a year. We talked for a little while longer in a combination of English and Serbian and he found it very entertaining when I would talk about myself using words in the feminine gender form. I admit that I use the feminine form on accident the first time but I got such a jovial response from the officer that I purposefully played up the gender confusion for a while for the sake of levity. Little attempts at the language go a long way… even with the little language I have to offer.

Finally, he looked at me as said, “I spoke with my colleague” (he never actually spoke to the other officer while I was there) “and we decided to… you know…” at which time he put one hand up over his eyes as if to say, “we’ll pretend we did see you.” I gave him a smile, “Hvala” and we shared a warm handshake, he told me to slow down and be careful and to enjoy the rest of my time in Belgrade. And then I was back on the road.

Day 537: Mexican Food, Where are you?

Reference: Days 445 and 481

So, I finally bit the bullet… and so far my tip about Mexican food in Europe holds strong.

First, in Belgrade, I finally made it to the “Burrito Bar”. The name sounded promising and upon my arrival the décor seemed to be sending the right message. It appeared as though Santa Fe, New Mexico had exploded on the walls inside. The only drawback about Burrito Bar is the smoke. Cigarette smoke is an issue throughout Belgrade, but Burrito Bar was one of the worst in regards to the thickness of the smoke.

Unfortunately, it was cold and rainy the day I went so I was stuck inside.  However, although I my come across Debby Downer about the food, I plan to take Serena and the boys this spring when we can take advantage of the outdoor seating.

Okay… so the food. Well, first of all… it wasn’t bad. But it wasn’t exactly “Mexican” either. It was as if a Serbian had gone to America, eaten at a Tex-Mex restaurant, was like “wow”, went back to Belgrade and tried to recreate their take on 'Mexican' cuisine by memory.  Things forgotten?  

Cheese, cilantro, and heat.

To their credit, Burrito Bar’s tortillas were fantastic. Their meats were cooked to perfection (Serbians really know how to grill meats). And their homemade tortilla chips were pretty nice as well (but you had to pick through the over and under cooked ones).

Their salsa was actually kind of nice. It was more of a chipotle, smoky, salsa rather than the traditional salsa’s I'm used to in the States… but their Guacamole was a travesty… but a travesty that must be forgiven. Avocado’s are available here, but insanely expensive. What arrived at our table was pretty much a cup of sour cream with just enough avocados to turn the cream a very light shade of green. There was a hint of avocado flavor… but it was more reminiscent of a sour cream based party dip. You know the ones… when you dump the packet of French onion soup into the pint of sour cream? Yeah… that's pretty much what it tasted like.

The strangest part of the meal was the cabbage salad though. Cabbage is a pretty normal addition to every meal in Belgrade, so it wasn’t much surprise… but what was a surprise was the weird mustard sauce on top. It was kind of like a “wannabe” chalupa with a mustard topping. It was very strange and it took me a few weeks to figure out what the deal was with the mustard sauce.

You see, heat and spice is different from culture to culture. In the Americas heat is more commonly defined as coming from peppers. We have a pepper based heat. But in Europe there seems to be a stronger emphasis on mustards as their source of heat. The kind of heat you would get from a nice brown mustard.

I know… culture shock.

Anyway, Burrito Bar… you get an “A” for effort… but alas… you are long way from home… and so am I for that matter.

Day: 533 - Beer Crate Guys, Part III

Reference: Days 497 & 501

As you will find in the comments of my previous post on this subject (Beer Crate Guys, Part II), Peegee gives some excellent insight on the origin of the Beer Crate Guys: construction workers away from their families 5 to 6 days of the week makes complete and total sense to me.

But, Peegee, as a loyal reader of this blog I thank you, and I mean this with the most love and respect (and as all my posts are written, they should be read with one’s tongue in cheek)… based on my own observations of construction workers in Belgrade… rocking the Beer Crates on “breaks” where and when their “boss can pretend not to see them” doesn’t hold as much water with me. The roofers in my part of town start lining up their empties like a trophy gallery along the edge of their roofs by 10:00 AM.

They don’t seem to be hiding their activities from their supervisors… since most are openly drinking beer out of two-liter bottles… on the roof. It seems to me that these construction workers don’t need to go far for their bosses to “pretend not to see them” drink. Lol.

But I don’t mean to judge. After all, I’m the one who let a visibly, stumbling drunk dermatologist shoot me with a laser a few months ago. Seriously… she was totally drunk… and I totally let her shoot me.

Anyway, long live the Beer Crate Guys!

BTW: Peegee… do you think it would freak the Beer Crate Guys out if I joined them one day? I think it would be an interesting sociological exercise. I speak very little Serbian… but I am interested.

Day 532: December 2009 Video

Day 529: Station Identification

So… on my last flight with Luftansa something funny happened. While watching a movie on my, provided, personal LCD screen a watermark of the Luftansa logo appeared, full screen, in the middle of the movie I was watching. It was very odd because it was like the network logos that pop up on the screen when you’re sitting on your couch flipping though the channels. And you know? When I am on the couch I get it. It’s kind of nice when I don’t know what station I’m on and the logo pops up reminding me, “Hey buddy! You’re watching ABC!” “Thanks ABC!”

But for Luftansa to do the same thing is odd. Was changing my carrier midflight really an option? I wish… the movie selection was amazingly poor.