In case you’ve been following my footsteps through the world of all things delicious for some time, you’ve probably noticed that a) I’m a bit shy with sweets in general and b) apart from a weak spot for a piece of brownie that appears about once a year, I’m not a cake person. Never been one, actually, despite my grandma’s best efforts. So when I suggested a visit to a tea house famous for it’s cakes – one that I’ve been reading about everywhere I looked while researching the tasty aspects of Madeira before our first trip all those years ago – Hubby and I were actually equally… surprised, to say the least.
For some reason, even after all these years, it still surprises me how people manage to make a whole city smell like a ginormic BBQ pit for weeks on end once the weather has found a stable routine during the Summer months without burning the whole town into a pile of smoldering ashes. After all, the use of open fires, coal-fired BBQs and all their gizmo’ish relatives are, at least in the densely populated areas of town, forbidden by law for exactly that reason.
It’s getting warmer outside, the first flowers are sticking their heads out of the soaked soil and the first little travelers of the season have arrived and taken up the stage in the trees outside, merrily singing us a song every morning (Fantastic way to wake up, even if it’s the song of a literal early bird!). It seems, Spring is nosing its way in – About time, too~!
Happy Holidays, everyone! I hope you’re all having a fantastic time so far~ I thought I’d close off this year’s parade of recipes – which I very much hope you guys enjoyed as much as we did – with one of my personal highlights in more than one regard, which also fits this festive occasion… in more than one regard! Talk about a roundhouse swat to tick all available boxes at once.. anyways, here goes the scoop.
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.
Sometimes magic just happens. Not the boogidyboogidy-kind of magic, but the real fairy-dance kind that ignites sparks around your head when the perfect time of day, place, lighting, mood, company and all other good things come together by some sort of cosmic miracle and give you a little kiss. This recipe is one of the results of one such perfect moment that occurred at around 8am on Sunday the 23rd of September 2018 on a hiking trail hugging the side of a steep valley on the beautiful island of Madeira.
Just last week, while I was in the middle of finishing up the Baked Apple post, I had that famous Art Print of Woodstock and Snoopy jumping into a large pile of dry leaves labelled “We Love the Simple Things in Life” flash through my head. And of course my mind immediately bolted over to Madeira, the islands heart and way of life so perfectly mirrored in its deliciously simple yet vibrant and colorful cuisine.
The colder and nastier it gets outside, the more often my mind wanders off to about 2,800km west-southwest of here, to Madeira. Since there’s nothing I can do about shortening the actual distance on the spot, I can only tap into my recently refilled inner reserve of Madeira-Zen, roll up my sleeves and start cooking to bring a delicious little piece of the island into our corner of the world instead~!
As promised, here’s the savory twist on last week’s “quince bread”! I’ve actually been waiting to share this one with you guys for almost a year~! You see, while we were on Madeira last year, we came, more or less by accident, by a Hotel Restaurant we just couldn’t pass on for once. As you guys might know, usually Hotel Restaurants are a last resort for Hubby and me while we’re traipsing across the island, but at that point we’ve actually been driving around that silly hotel in circles, looking for the Wine Harvest Festivities that, according to several sources, were about to go down somewhere in its general vicinity.
And this is it, the goal of the whole meal… or so my inner 5-year old self would say. You might wonder what possessed me to slap a “BBQ” sticker onto a deliciously fluffy and fruity mousse like this one. Sure, I could tell you there’s nothing better than a chilled cloud of fruity creaminess to finish off a hot and heavy evening around the coals, but true as that might be, it’s not my reason for picking this particular mousse to finish off this year’s BBQ special. If you’ve been following my posts for a while, you’ve probably been witness to hubby and me falling in love with the island of Madeira.