Carinthian cake – like on the alp

An Austrian farmer’s wife gave me the recipe for this traditional Carinthian cake. Many years ago, when there was no internet and no airbnb, we had rented their mountain hut for the summer holidays. A hut without running water, without electricity and light. But with a wood stove, ringing cowbells, marmots and heavenly peace. As a welcome gift, we found this cake on the table. When I bake it today, I can almost smell the hut.

Venice going nuts with Vogalonga

Venice is almost like coming home. I was here already so often to go aboard with my dearest captain. This time he picked me up on a Sunday morning in June on the shuttle bus from Treviso airport, and took me almost immediately in a “quiet, idyllic restaurant right on the canal with food as at home in a Venetian family.” The food was indeed as promised. The atmosphere… quite different…

Women’s power and the color lilac

I would describe myself as a wine lover, but definitely not as wine connoisseurs. I know if I like the taste of a wine or not. And, Yes, I confess that the label of a bottle for me is not quite irrelevant. Therefore, maybe my favorite color lilac was somewhat of a guide when I placed my first wine order in Nierstein [also known as Riesling city at the banks of river Rhine]. Because Lisa likes lilac. Now, the shooting star of the young German wine makers has promised to give her personal wine recommendations for selected Captain’s Dinner menus. And this is the way it happened.