“Mami, would you come and help me to set up the kitchen garden in spring, will you? You don’t need to do anything just sit in the armchair and give me instructions”- I am asking my grandmother month by month with strong hopes but she always gives me an evasive answer. “We will see… just…
There are some days when you have the strange feeling watching a movie instead of living your own life. Yesterday was that kind of day. It started as normally but finished extraordinary. I was in the kitchen early in the morning to prepare the subject of the current blog post, floating islands, obviously according to…
Starting a new year in a countryside house where you have never lived before is about getting surprised every day. You never know what new you will discover the next day and this is especially valid for spring. Neighbours say our garden is one of the most beautiful in the village, everybody is amazed in…
Is there anything more comforting than a bowl of hot consommé after hours and hours of hard work in the garden? Definitely not. This is why I decided to cook it when we planned to do a loooot of work in the garden during the four-day national holiday. Days are still a little bit chilly…
Last year we arrived from Spain to Hungary exactly that time when apples were about to reach perfect ripeness. Some of the apples were already under the tree and they were continuously falling. We had many things to do in our house: scratching the drops of paint from the floor and windows, mend the broken…
We are beginning a new chapter in our countryside life: spring has started. Although it was snowing the last week, I still need to put fire in the tile stove and winter and spring walk hands in hands, there are obvious signs of change. Every day is a surprise. I didn’t expect any snowdrop under…
In Hungary officially everybody knows how to cook pörkölt. This is something which is very Hungarian, very basic and a kind of must for everybody. I have learnt it at the chef’s school but if I hadn’t I could take a look at any Hungarian cookbook or search it up online and could find many…
After I moved back from Spain in September we met an old friend who is breeding Hungarian grey cattle on hectares of beautiful fields not far from our village. He was pleased to welcome me home and he was especially happy that we moved so close to them. “ Do you want a calf as…
I am really lucky because I was grown up with a mother who considered feeding and caring as her calling, although she always had a real- mostly quite demanding- job. Spring started with the elderflower season from which she prepared syrup. Followed by the strawberries and raspberries which we freezed. She prepared marmalade from apricots…
I love the mornings in our little village. Although I am famous about my inability to wake up early in the morning, since we moved here I am up before sunrise. I have a simple morning ritual which starts by lighting the fire in the tile stove. Our gas-heaters work very well but still the…
