Hiya guys, it’s been a while! For once the unannounced break in my posts wasn’t due to a much anticipated escape to a certain quiet island in the middle of the Atlantic ocean, but due to a very annoying, very persistent <insert streak of profanities of your choice here> tendonitis/CTS combo that has been haunting my right wrist for a bit over a year now. Having been somewhat docile over the Summer, it reared its ugly head again at the beginning of September and, heeding my Docs stern orders to “stay off the keyboard unless absolutely necessary”, I kept my brace on like a good girl and did as I was told.
Looking out of my window – and at the somewhat concerning weather forecast on my cell phone – I think it’s appropriate to begin this post with a quote by one of my all-time favorite Goblins in a certain game universe: “Clobber-time go!”. Frantically trying to ignore the 39°C looming on the horizon of the fast approaching weekend, I can say that in the grand scheme of early Summer “clobber-time” isn’t necessarily a bad thing.
These last few weeks have been one of those marvelous Signature February Specials with all the fixings… you know the type – the delightful full-on pull-blanket-over-head-and-hibernate-while-mother-nature-goes-nuts variety. Just when I was about to give in to the general greyness creeping up on me, I remembered a foodie conversation about the hoops, hurdles and spike pits one has to overcome get a piece of Caribbean’esue Summer onto a dinner plate on this side of the globe in mid-January.
Happy New Year everyone~! I hope this post finds each and every one of you happy, healthy, well rested and on a beeline-course towards your dreams!
For some reason, the New Year doesn’t reeeeeally start until after Three Kings Day for me – which is actually a public holiday in our little corner of the world – at least from a regular-work-day perspective. In other words: the cozy calm and quiet of the week between the years gets a little cherry on top – stormy, wet and altogether nasty January outside, bingeworthy books, cozy blankets, lots of tea and yummy wintery comfort food inside. Yay!
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Once more 2021 keeps walking a very straight, very postcard’esque line through the seasons! Almost perfectly on cue at the beginnibg of October, the tell-tale autumn winds started chasing rain-heavy clouds across the skies above us, leaving just enough breathing room in between the gusts to allow us to hear the chestnuts falling off the trees left right and center. (my condolences to anyone who couldn’t find a better parking spot…) And, of course, allowing just the perfect amount of sunshine through for us to go for extended walks through the wild explosion of color that is the landscape surrounding us these days.
Ooooooh yay! September, golden September! Now that (I sincerely hope this won’t turn into a cruel case of “famous last words” …) the Sun and her summery sidekicks “Blistering Heat” and “Choking Doldrums” are going seperate ways for a while, the time has come to tie on a pair of hiking boots and enjoy the late-Summer scenery around us in all its glory. Of course, long forest-hikes call for refreshments, and an idea I had tucked away in my headspace ages ago had the chance to hatch and quickly grow into the perfect pick-me-up for the occasion.
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.
Down here in South-Western Germany, wedged in between the French and Swiss border and with the Italian and Austrian ones what feels only like a stone’s throw away for that matter, it’s really hard not to think “Savory” when the concept of pastries comes up at exactly the right moment. Of course, there’s our signature thinnest-possible-crust-tart concept plus anything that grows on trees or bushes around here at any given time, but that’s a whole other story~
Since my slightly winter-intoxicated post two weeks ago, we’ve gone through a screeching 180° turn temperature-wise. From -15°C to +15°C within a week. Now that my system has somewhat acclimatized to the sudden change, I have to admit, I don’t really trust those innocently sparkling powder blue skies out there just yet – not enough to give in to the budding urge to completely ditch the wintery cuisine for something more fresh, zingy and potentially outdoorsy in any case~
Happy new year, everyone! As always, I welcome the new year with a scrumptious breakfast spread to start off on the right foot, get into the groove, so to speak, and celebrate a new chapter with our tastebuds tickled in all the right places. And what better time is there than a New Year’s breakfast to indulge in not having to make decisions – and taking a little bit of everything instead~? This time around I’ve got options for you guys! So let’s get this show on the road~