Hi guys. It’s time for another blog entry. But today, I walked over 20 miles, hiking through the forests of the Vosges mountains, and I’m really, really tired. So this one’s going to be simple: just a bunch of photos about food. Food that we eat; food that we make. Alsatian food, German food, French food, supermarket food, delicious food. I’m not going to pretend that I’m not bragging, just a little bit. So, here goes.
I’ve made a number of other desserts (including apple crumble, gooey butter cake, and cherry cupcakes) and have consistently forgotten to take pictures. It’s interesting, baking American desserts in France, because they always seem to lack (completely, as in, I cannot find it at the grocery stores) at least one major ingredient. With the gooey butter cake, it was cream cheese. (They thought that fromage blanc might suffice as a stand-in. I disagreed.) With the apple crumble, it was oatmeal. The cherry cupcakes were the only thing that went off without a hitch. Alas, no photos.
I’d say that’s a pretty good sampling of some of the more extraordinary things I’ve eaten since I got here. Except the cheese. We eat amazing cheese every day. Everything else, though, was pretty one-of-a-kind. Mmm-mm. Bon appetit!
I am now soooo hungry. And I already had dinner.
Take more desert photos.
And by desert I mean dessert.
I shall now suffer until my next visit to the Grocery Store. It all looks amazing (but the boudin). In Ecuador they make a soup with potatoes and Blood sausage but I can’t tell you that I actually tried it…a little too much. Cheers for the culinary adventure!
I’m not afraid to admit that I was afraid of the boudin at first. Definitely weird and different, but somehow strangely delicious … I’d eat it again, for sure! Hope you picked up some delicious stuff on your most recent grocery run 🙂
My dear… Jamón ibérico, queso manchego and olives. tonight is my Hemingway night drinking with my ghosts while enjoying my almos midnight snak.