For me moving to the countryside meant something like returning to something ancient which is very difficult to describe. While launching Taste of Memories I have started to search, cook and bake old family recipes, but I realized that starting our new life in my grandmother’s village means also a learning process. Almost every week I…
Short report from the heart of the Bakony mountain, northwestern Hungary. May has started with a quite changeable whether: rain, wind and sun are changing hour by hour. Plants needed this rain so much, the soil absorbs water gratefully, while people take out the warm clothes and rubber boots from the cupboard. On my way…
I haven’t written about my dear friend, Meli, and it is really high time to do it. Meli is a very talented photographer who has a special sense of catching moments and recognize „the Human” in everyone. Not the person he or she wants to show but the real personality within. We met a couple of years ago…
I am reading the recipe which my mother sent to me and I am in trouble. I want to prepare kugelhopf, a cake which was one of my favorites when I was a child. It is perfect for breakfast or to the afternoon tea or you just grab a slice during the day when you…
Tócsi (pronunciation) is a dish in Hungary which is called in many ways depending on the region. Wikipedia mentions 35 different names and most probably it will cause a debate among people who come from different parts of the country which name is the original. It is a dish a bit like rösti but not…
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…
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…
