One year ago, on a nice sunny day a carpenter was working in our kitchen, to build in a couple of new shelves. Ábel and I were in the middle of our usual daily routine with a toddler: noisy and quiet at the same time, without any apparent accomplishment, but always busy with something without…
Not a long time ago I baked a sourdough bread, the first time after three years. The starter is still the same. THE starter, which was brought by a baker from San Fransisco to Barcelona, then taken by another baker in Málaga and finally I got gifted with a jar of it when I said…
My passion for reading and books started around the time I learnt how to read. I loved touching their spine, take them off the shelf, and smell them. (Ooohh, the smell of books…!) I would spend hours in the library, browsing in the (back then) paper-based catalogue. I enjoyed to be in silence- being an…
Hello dear friends, here I am to finally break the silence! Although I don’t seem to be active on Taste of Memories blog and feed, in the meantime I have been working on a few very exciting and heartwarming projects, which I am going to reveal to you soon. In the last 1,5 years, since…
My parents moved to their first flat just before I was born. The tiny apartment was located on the 9th floor of a new building block in a microdistrict, which my mother decorated with lots of love, since it was their first home. However, it was really small for a family of four and if…
I am standing in the kitchen pantry room, in front of the crates that are full of apples of this autumn and an old story pops into my mind that my mother used to tell us. It is a story that my mother used in order to demonstrate what the difference is between an optimistic…
A year after we moved back to our newly renovated, almost 100 year-old house, slowly everything is finding its place. Homemaking is not a fast process. In the pantry room the shelves are packed with jams and compotes, soon we will need to build new shelves because we are running out of space. I collected…
According to the theory of the American writer, Gary Chapman, several misunderstanding and difficulties in our relationships originate in the differences in our love languages. He believes that if we take the time and effort to get know our partner’s, sister’s, friend’s love language, that will definitely lead us to a healthy and harmonic relationship….
64 years of marriage. It sounds a lot of time. To live it must seem even longer. I only dream about it, because I don’t see too much chance for that for us, unless we will be blessed by really long lives. To live so many years together with your partner in love and peace…
‘Oh, my God, if only we had some fresh bread, and a bit of mangalitza pork fat with roasted pork rind… I would take a slice of bread, spread with fat and sprinkle with paprika… and maybe a bit of sliced spring onion would make a good fit as well. And I would season it…
