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Hach, there it is, the summer. For a few days he is finally back and invites you to barbecue and ice cream. That's why the kitchen stayed relatively cold with me in the last few days. We were either with friends or grilled, as the weather is, ne Zorra? ? However, this has accumulated a bit of what remains of my fridge, which now had to be processed. And what about a bunch of vegetables closer than...

the filled sea bream come up coarse sea salt on a baking sheet

The best man called this afternoon full of energy and asked if we do not want to grill. The weather seemed perfect: nice and warm, hardly any clouds in the sky - you just have to use this opportunity. At the same time he offered to drive past the wholesale market and look for a nice piece of meat or a fresh fish. Beaming with joy, he announced that he had gotten two splendid specimens of Doraden, ...

fresh frittata with peas, mangetouts, feta and spaghetti from the pan

Once again I have the problem that there are just too many recipes floating around in my head and I just do not know what to cook. I'm working at full speed on my cookbook project and gradually creating a recipe database for home use, but I just have too many books with too many recipes. When asked what food there is today, so I remembered nothing and the best man had to think and choose something...

Actually, I had actually already started the autumn with my plum cake, but now I jump back to the summer fruit. I am as changeable as this summer itself. This year I had my problems with peaches and nectarines. Either the stuff was so mushy and no longer edible or stick hard and was not soft. The only delicious peaches I've had this year, I've made as a sweet side dish to the ricotta pancakes. Whe...

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Just in time for the slowly worsening weather, I am also slowly in soup mood. What did we have for a wonderful November in Cologne! There was exactly one rainy day and there it just rippled for a short time. Can you imagine that? In the whole of November I did not even have an umbrella with me! When I recited the "November" poem by Heinrich Seidel as a child, I could not even fervently recite this...