I never thought I’d say it, but I’m tired of eating figs. There’s a rather anemic tree in my neighborhood in Sicily that invests all of its energy into pumping out extremely sweet, juicy, and perishable figs, and our fridge is full of them. Due to the fact that my siblings don’t like figs, my 86-year-old nonna and I are tasked with consuming them.
It’s been a while since I posted a recipe, and that’s mostly because my kitchen here in Frankfurt is missing some crucial appliances for effective cooking. Colander, kitchen scale (or any sort of measuring equipment), cake pan, pie pan… ok so the last two aren’t essential but I still need them! Continue reading “Yogurt and Citrus Charlotte”→
One of the wonderful things about the world is that there is variety, and while Germany may not be that different from the USA, it’s still delightfully foreign. Here are some differences I’ve noticed during my time in Frankfurt: Continue reading “Life in Germany Part 2: Differences”→
Here begins my series on my life in Germany this summer! I am spending about a month and a half in Frankfurt working at a lab at Goethe University, and I am excited about exploring a whole new city and culture. I’ve been here about a little over a week now and let me tell you, not knowing any German at all is a problem. Everyone told me that everyone in Frankfurt speaks English, but that was a lie. The language barrier has spawned such huge problems as struggling to find the baking powder in the supermarket, being unable to read the settings on the washing machine (and therefore taking 30 minutes to press “start”), and not being able to understand if someone is complimenting me on my skirt or saying something completely unrelated. Continue reading “Life in Germany Part 1: Bäckerei”→
There is no better snack than a thick, oily slice of focaccia, fresh from the oven.
I learned that last summer when I lived in Pisa. Most days after working in the marine biology lab, I would stop by a little panificio on my way home to buy a bit of focaccia for a snack. I would ask how much a euro would get me, and they would slice a strip off of a large round and hand it to me in a little paper bag. Continue reading “Focaccia alle Cipolle”→
Most of a bag of Garofalo pasta (calamarata), the end of a bag of lentils, about 1/4 cup of wheat berries, 1/3 bag of cornmeal, some vinegar, a little sugar, too many rolled oats, and half a bag of cocoa nibs. That’s what my pantry looks like right now, and as much as possible must go before the end of the week, when I move out for the summer. Continue reading “Breakfast Polenta with Balsamic Strawberries”→
When I first became a vegetarian (*cough* pescetarian *cough*), I found it kind of challenging to pack a quick lunch for school every day because I couldn’t just slap a slice of turkey on some bread with cheese and be done. I eventually got tired of the soggy tomato-cheese combination, and it was a real treat when my mom would roast some red peppers and make me a mozzarella (or, even better, goat cheese), roasted red pepper, and basil sandwich on a baguette. Continue reading “Carrot, Radish, and Hummus Sandwich”→