Apr 28, 2014
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weekend baking.

Mar 13, 2014

Last weekend was one for the books, the first with perfectly warm and sunny spring weather. Just gorgeous. In the morning we decided to clean up our little garden a bit and get it ready for the upcoming outdoor season. You know,  raking leafs, trying to rein in the moss epidemic that has spread during the wet winter and some overall organisation.

After that I tackled the giant task that was the 20 pound bag of apples my Mom somehow managed to sneak into the trunk of the car last time I was back home in Germany. Which was in December. Now, these weren't your picture-perfect Fuji apples, mind you, but wrinkly, bruised and browned ones my mother had foraged. And having them overwinter in our little shed in the garden didn't help their appearance either. So for almost two hours I cleaned, peeled and cut, with little breaks of reading and practicing the ukulele. Very domestic. What was left of the apples got turned into apple compote and apple-chestnut cream bread, recipe adapted slightly from Sara. It doesn't look like much, but fresh from the oven with some salted butter on top, it made for a great breakfast.

Turned out I was on a roll that day; after making a big batch of granola I decided to bake bread from scratch. You know with letting the dough rise overnight and all that scary stuff. Well, turns out it's not that hard actually, just some planning ahead and kneading and waiting, is all. I had a real moment of pride when I pulled that bread from the oven. Naturally, we demolished it in an embarrassingly short amount of time. I blame it on the salted butter, it makes everything taste like heaven. 

morocco part 3: marrakech.

Feb 26, 2014

Marrakech was busy, with plenty of pushy sales people, food stands everywhere and exotic animals in odd places. We had some bad luck with our food and restaurant choices there, which clouds our whole Marrakech experience a bit. Especially since we are people that plan their trips around food. Don't get me wrong, it is such a special city and definitely worth a visit. I guess it was just a typical case of expectations being too high. One of my favourite spots though, was le jardin, a beautiful cafe in the heart of town with the dreamiest and most relaxing garden. I could have played with the turtles all day.

morocco part 2: essaouira.

Jan 27, 2014

From Taghazout, we drove north to the picturesque little town of Essaouira. We met up with friends and ate the best Harira there, a traditional Berber soup. We managed to get lost in the tiny medina, a maze of little alleys. A retired fisher gave us an involuntary tour of the small port before we headed to the beach that stretched endlessly, perfect for a long lazy walk in the sun.

morocco part 1.

Jan 22, 2014

M and I set out to Morocco at the beginning of January to escape the winter weather for two weeks. We spent the first few days in a little fisher village in the south called Taghazout, doing exactly what we set out to: catch some waves, eat, read and sleep a lot. When showering becomes optional and your hair turns into salty dreads, that's when you know the real vacation has started.

All images curtesy of the iPhone, aka perfect in a pinch. A few more shots on my Instagram, if you wanna follow along.