Kopli Tram (ca. 1915)
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Kalamaja’s First Coloring Book
A few years ago, adult coloring books suddenly became a thing back in the United States. I remember spotting my first grown-ups with their elaborate…
Estonian Peanut Butter?!?
Who’d a thunk it? OK. So, maybe it really was almost hot enough this Estonian summer that you might have been able to grow peanuts…
Cult of Cars
Gone – one more garden …
Stone Cake: A True Estonian Tale
One of my favorite tales is that old classic about making Stone Soup – an old story that has been told and retold all the…
The Quest for Tallinn’s Perfect Cinnamon Bun
Don’t cinnamon buns remind you of miniature labyrinths? After all, they have those long and looping outer layers covered with tantalizing hints which will eventually…
What I Did on My Estonian Summer Vacation
Do you remember those essays you once had to write on your first day back at school? Or perhaps that only happened to those of…
Another Humblebee
Not bumbling at all –
(-: SMILERS :-) Kalamaja Cowboy
Not only does Kalamaja already have at least one book, an oral history, two coloring books, a legend, and much more already written about it,…
Kalamaja’s Secret Bakeries
OK. So, they aren’t really secret bakeries if I’m telling you about them – and if someone else told me about them before that. They’re…
Over [the] Moon in Kalamaja?
Ah, what a difference a definite article can make! “Over the Moon” once described my delight each time I visited my beloved Moon Kohvik (Poppy…
Summer Breeze
Susurring secrets …
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