This year we don’t have so much plums in our orchard, there was a lot of rain which didn’t help the ripening process. The ones who use pesticides face the same problem this year as the ones who don’t: plums fall from trees moldy and wormy. Anyway, our orchard remains organic. Our plum tree is…
Preparing a blackberry cake is nice, but using wild black blackberries is something special. I could have gone to the market to buy some fresh berries but using the wild ones is much more exciting and adventurous not to mention the difference in taste. In my family we don’t have any recipe with blackberries so…
This blog post will be about the iconic Hungarian ratatouille, called “lecsó” (pronunciation: letch-oh) I must say it is a really controversial speciality, even among Hungarians. It can be made in different ways and obviously everybody thinks that her/his recipe is the real one. Even in families it can be a matter of debate but…
We wake up early in the morning and go for a walk with my dog, Beeper. I like these early hours, if we are lucky enough all dogs in the street are still sleeping so we have a chance to go to the forest without loud and constant barking. We pass by orchards and flower…
Weeks of constant heat are followed by days with rain showers and sometimes even storms. The lawn which was already burnt out greens again, I don’t need to carry canful of water to water our tomatoes and the air has a completely different scent. After a bigger storm I am bit worried so we go…
Waffles were always very special treats for me. Maybe because as a child I liked its shape or the fact that it doesn’t come out from the oven, we use a special machine for that. Or maybe just because it is so tasty. I ate waffles the first time when we visited friends of my…
Living in the countryside completely transformed my approach to cooking. The question is not any more “What shall I cook today?” or “What do I find today on the market?”. Cooking starts now for me first by going to the garden, looking around and thinking. Although in the first year of our countryside living we…
Pepi. This is how we called it when I was a child. This word in Hungarian has no meaning and I have no idea how we found out this name, but for long time that I didn’t know that I am actually eating: semolina pudding, in Hungarian “tejbegríz”. Maybe it is very simple. Maybe it…
Picking fruits can be a quite dangerous process, especially without experience, knowledge and appropriate tools for that. Thanks to the lot of sunshine the sour cherries grew ripe this week so it was high time to pick them and of course to bake a wonderful sour cherry pie according to my mother’s recipe. I take…
Four sweet cherry, three sour cherry trees. I am grateful to have them, to be able to pick the fruits and give to others: neighbors, family and friends. In the meantime I appreciate more and more all the people who choose fruit growing as a profession. We were worried about aphids, then about too much…
