And the summery Flavor Journey around the world on the hot and spicy side of things continues~ Today’s matchup: the forests and mountains of central Europe in one hand, the gem-studded chili shrubs of Mexico in the other… CLAP~!
Last time, I promised you guys (edible) punchy, summery heat – with a pinch of the great, wide world on top. And spicy, exciting recipes hinting at near and far destinations is exactly what I’ll deliver~! Today’s recipe was, in parts… a surprise, to say the least. A delicious little surprise that crept up on me on the back of a grocery shopping trip I went on before getting the necessary amounts of caffeine needed to function properly into my system. My efforts were further hampered by the fact that, in my severe state of pre-coffee-zombiedom, I left my grocery list behind along with my memory of ever writing one.
Minus 14°C. Snow. Windy. Did I mention the minus fourteen degrees celcius already? Well, what can I say… I’m absolutely extatic about it, jumping up and down in front of the window every morning these days~! It’s W.I.N.T.E.R for the first time in… I think it’s been at least 10 years that I’ve dug out a wool sweater during “winter” time and even longer since I’ve been woken up by the neighbour being massively displeased about having to shovel the sidewalk free of snow and letting the whole street know all about it at 5:30 in the morning.
December is a rather busy month for us – as I suppose it is for most of you guys. With the holidays and their cloud of satellite-events lining up on the horizon, this is the perfect time to dig a bit deeper into my box of quick-and-easy-prep dishes that are even better if left forgotten for a few hours or even over night~
All right folks, get out your welcome mats~! Holiday Season is fast approaching, with all its obligations, family gatherings and social shindigs in tow. What better opportunity than this to dust off some fingerfood related recipes~! Oooooor to unobtrusively hide a large-scale taste-testing of one/more of your dishes-in-development beneath the cover of a fingerfood platter… *cough*
Managing leftovers has never been so exciting~! See, up until a handful of weeks ago, I was under the impression that Hubby and I would skip out on the whole vacation thing this year and save up some quid for a far away bucket-list getaway next year instead. And sure, with a major travel destination dangling in front of your nose as the proverbial carrot, staying in for the year might not be all that yawnilicious.
And here it is, the headliner for my Summer’s Treasures Festival this year! This one’s a true representative of the “Hear me roar!” category of dishes, one of my all-time favorite BBQ’y goodies, a serious crowd pleaser and a celebration, at least in my book, of all ingredients involved. Plus, the story of it’s first appearance on our table a couple of years back has a solid “Roar” to it as well~
Hmmm. Just 2 weeks ago, I was sitting in this exact same spot, also writing up a recipe for you guys… and almost falling flat on my face with a heatstroke from the 40°C+ outside. I focused on the snowstorm scenario I described to you guys during the Energizer Gazpacho post in an attempt to keep a cool head at least and now… our region is sitting below Siberia on the temperature scale at a balmy 23-25°C.
Oh joy and (slightly nerdy) delight~! One of our worlds is expanding again! With the new chapter of the ever-evolving Living World of Guild Wars 2 coming this week (actually.. yesterday! Guess, what I’m doing right now~) Hubby and I treated ourselves, our Asura Necromancers and our Mighty Minion Mob with an extensive trip through the Desert of Elona, across the Southern Isles and up to the Far Shiverpeak Mountains of the main continent of Tyria in preparation of whatever the currently most wanted Elder Dragon might be sending our way in the next couple of weeks.
Usually when there’s a weather warning out for our general corner of the world, it never actually hits our specific corner of the world. I suppose being tucked away between two mountain ranges and two rivers might have something to do with that, but be that as it may, this time around, it actually hit us. “Storm Gusts of 85-95km/h” they predicted and that’s exactly what we got – and more, what with our two usually so protective middle mountains acting as a perfect wind tunnel.