Ah, Nutella! Even though I lost a big portion of my appetite for chocolate after having Dukan diet, Nutella still tickles my brain… This is why I never buy it, I know that the minute I bring it inside this apartment I will lose myself inside that jar…
I love the colour of this fish, arctic char, aka nieriä, both before and after cooking. It also really has a rather sweet taste, and it is such a delicious fish that no matter how you cook it, it will be extremely tasty.
When my friends invited me to a “Good Friday” breakfast the other day, I immediately started thinking what I should make to take with me as an addition to this nice breakfast. So I was in full speed baking last night until around 1 a.m. and I ended up baking some sweet cookies and a salty pastry. In this post I will give the recipe for the salty one, the cookie is yet for another post.
Cooking – that’s my way for relaxing, especially after a hard work day at the office. I spend a little time in my kitchen and all my senses that I lose during the day come back. But one thing even better, apparently, is spending some kitchen-time with a friend!
My experiments / experiences with Nordic fish continues. Today’s guest is Siika, aka Freshwater Whitefish.
There are some tastes that take you to a long way down the memory lane. The taste of this cookie is one of them for me – it reminds me of the ever mandatory afternoon tea sessions of my childhood. My mother would always make some cake or cookie – or something experimental (!) – and we would eat that with our tea. Today she still does it for her and for my father, though she should not be anymore – they are not the healthiest things to eat, not everyday at least.
Years ago, I was living in the center of Istanbul with my friend. It was a rather old part of the city, with narrow streets and local shops, plus local bars and occasional drunks. Just around the corner of our street, there was a little patisserie / bakery, named Kaçkar (the name came from Kaçkar Mountains in the Black Sea region, since the owner was originally from that region). I kind of was addicted to that shop, only for its everyday freshly baked mille-feuille cake that was sold out immediately even before noon. I have never eaten a mille-feuille more delicious that than of Kaçkar’s, not even in its country of origin, in Paris.
I cannot spend a day without eating tomatoes. I like putting some salt on a tomato and eating it like a snack for example. Or I like mixing it with yoghurt.. But out there in the markets, there are so many different types of tomatoes that I was confused for a long time which one to buy.
My lovely cousin, whom I saw after 9 years in Paris recently, gave a wonderful tip: steam the vegetables! And as soon as I came back from Paris, I started steaming, oh boy, the vegetables never tasted better.
I thought a lot today: what shall I cook for dinner? Shall I try something new or shall I just stay on the safe side? In the end I decided to be partially experimental. After being inspired by various recipes, I got on business.
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