19/03/17

Orange cake with cornflour and almonds - Dolce all'arancia con la farina di mais e mandorle - Kolač s narančom od kukuruznog brašna i badema

I'm winter-like person, probably because I was born in December, at its very beginning and like every winter does, I've learned to wait silently the arrival of every new change.
Winter days are firm, the ground is closed and frozen, nothing's changing with all speed.
Winter days create long black shadows and during foggy days it seams to be lost in a big white and humid cloud. Cold sticky air dampen the hair, rest down on waterproof jackets and tiny drops look so gleaming on dark winter clothes. Coloured clothing are not usual during cold winter months. People need to appear more wisdom and calm, so they wear dark clothing, don't they?!
Only the bright and sunny winter days make the difference. They happen from time to time to drive away the blues. All that light during those precious clear days, it's beautiful, soft and sparkling. The best light for taking pictures...and here we are...since I've started to write this blog the photography captures more and more of my time. It's the continuous exploring and experimenting, learning and discovering. Means waiting for the best light and rather cloudy afternoons. You need a lot of patience during long waiting for the right light, for the perferct moment to arrive, for the tasty and well prepared dish you have to cook and arrange on your favourite plate, or wooden board...a lot of patience and commitment indeed.


17/02/17

Pears poached in pomegranate syrup - Pere affogate nello sciroppo di melagrana - Kruške poširane u sirupu od nara

I'm attracted by rubber boots, I may say I really want them! I mean the black ones and without imperfections. The ones that will last for years, even if you don't wear them every day! Usually after some time rubber boots get fissured in almost invisible point of the sole or on the bottom side edge, but this miniscule crack get the foot immediately soaked when you plunge in a cold and dirty water of the first puddle on your way!
When I went to the countryside last time, during one of those humid and foggy days, I was wearing my brown suede shoes. It was a big mistake. I really regret I haven't bought black rubber boots! When I was a child I did have them, ohhh yes, every child used to wear black rubber boots during rainy autumn days. Then we were free to jump in every puddle on our way to school...untill one small, quite invisible abyss started to filter the liquid and the puddle suddenly started to grow inside the boot!


13/01/17

Fragrant cookies with cinnamon and orange peel - Biscotti profumati con cannella e buccia d'arancia - Mirisni keksi s cimetom i koricom naranče

Even if holiday baking should be over since some time, after a few very lazy weeks and a lot of sweet stuff of any kind, I would have never said that I could still desire something sweet. But it happens over and over again, especially in the evening, when the daylights fade and I just need to relax with a cup of steaming tea in my hands. I close my eyes, because I don't want to see that we still miss so many things to be done in our renovated apartment and I begin to dream about my next cookies. I didn’t bake much this time, but my mother did it instead. I was to busy running here and there trying to finish all commitments before the year ends and catching the final deadlines. While all the rest of blogosphere has been so active around holiday season, I was just observing all those beauties and thinking about my messy December. It all remembered me how good it is to be back home…it’s the best place to calm down and to forget for a while the craziness and the haste of our lives.