Tag Archives: Tallinn

Baltic Windows

“I feel that it is healthier to look out at the world through a window than through a mirror. Otherwise, all you see is yourself and whatever is behind you.” Bill Withers

The windows of local residential flats as seen from a hallway near one of my classrooms (Daugavpils, Latvia)
Side windows of a Stalin-era building along. November Street, one of our major thoroughfares here in Daugavpils, Latvia
Looking north and west toward the Daugava River from my office in “The New Building,” at Daugavpils University. I hold lunchtime conversation classes here. (Daugavpils, Latvia)
Looking out from a synagogue window. At the Green Synagogue (1845), one of the oldest wooden structures in the city of Rezekne, population 27,000. (Latvia)
From the window of Tallinn’s oldest coffee shop, Cafe Maiasmokk (circa 1864). That’s the Russian Embassy across the street–note the protest paraphernalia. (Tallinn, Estonia)

Christmas window of shop in the Old Town. (Tallinn, Estonia)

Windows overlooking nuns. Location of the Vilnius Theater. (Vilnius, Lithuania)
Artist Mark Rothko, born in Daugavpils, Latvia, stands near a window, shortly before his death. There is a marvelous art museum in his name here in Daugavpils.
View from the window of a recently renovated flat in Daugavpils, Latvia
Windows reflecting a brilliant Tallinn sunset. (Tallinn, Estonia)
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Transcendent Ramen at the Hands of 3-Russian Chefs in Tallinn

Kolm Sibulat, or 3-Onions, is a pleasant walk from Tallinn’s Old Town

When does ramen leave the realm of the mundane and become something else? The age-old economy and food conveyance of students and struggling proletarians says “I am ready to move on, to be elevated.” Here at Kolm Sibulat, or 3-Onions, three Russian chefs have taken their ramen artistry to new heights. And so too, your budget, where versions of scallop (rear) and beef (foreground) ramen reach $25. Yet, the journey is other worldly. Fresh hand-made noodles, premium beef or seafood, rich broth. The home-made kimchi, where sweetness marries heat, much to my palate’s pleasure, brought wonderment, and requests for more. “Let go,” I told myself, “Allow yourself to be carried away.” And I was. The most delicious ramen imaginable.

Beef Ramen, like no other

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