tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76212094750563026632024-02-06T20:21:23.392-08:00pinklaundrypina blog about beautiful things and people, good and healthy food, fun lifestyle and living culture.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12728771328721513953noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7621209475056302663.post-16064189739621144112015-05-01T11:41:00.000-07:002015-05-01T11:41:59.552-07:00Seasons<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQU5y3jAfGvwmvg865hyIMeANaZxnMvGCcCbJdVdfgSB5G3fpbGxHltKd0RERoYWnfuvAFcSZLsFmpf67PrldMrmkr3I7TgM1nxu9IOCArymuaL3AnQ1sMrt7_nqnCNC2GNy_HqZn8hyphenhyphenvw/s1600/Foto+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQU5y3jAfGvwmvg865hyIMeANaZxnMvGCcCbJdVdfgSB5G3fpbGxHltKd0RERoYWnfuvAFcSZLsFmpf67PrldMrmkr3I7TgM1nxu9IOCArymuaL3AnQ1sMrt7_nqnCNC2GNy_HqZn8hyphenhyphenvw/s1600/Foto+(2).JPG" height="400" width="300" /></a>Friends, winter is over and slowly the sun gets more power. The birds are singing in the morning, little primroses stick their heads out of the ground.<br />
It looks like the season is changing.<br />
For me the chance of seasons always means, that something new, something fresh and something exciting is coming. Sometimes it also means, that we can maybe leave heavy and difficult things behind. There is a chance for a new beginning and new ways and good things to come.<br />
My experiences in the last years show me, that all kind of seasons are important. There is a time for being busy and a time for being quiet and rest. There is a time for cheering old traditions and there is a time for going in completely new paths. There is a time for happiness and great joy, but there is also a time - I'm sorry for that- for hardship and grief.<br />
At the end of the day, this is what makes us alive.<br />
Looking at the beautiful and precious people around me, I also find, that the deepest and strongest relationships I have with those people who I went through smooth AND rough times.<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmjuRY1h5LuK3cpgMS0SUKFZfTrZhIKr4FVPCNaReMHB9nHJqMhUnrsTtnc3i7MTzUWVzISKcUAK3FHMi6WAXyBwchE7fByTbxu7bqBYOslKJjoUhVWMcQTCbkUsTriqakkJdU74BN9wyv/s1600/Foto+(3).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmjuRY1h5LuK3cpgMS0SUKFZfTrZhIKr4FVPCNaReMHB9nHJqMhUnrsTtnc3i7MTzUWVzISKcUAK3FHMi6WAXyBwchE7fByTbxu7bqBYOslKJjoUhVWMcQTCbkUsTriqakkJdU74BN9wyv/s1600/Foto+(3).JPG" height="400" width="300" /></a>When we moved last year from the very east of germany to the beautiful city of Nürnberg, a dear friend told me, that you have to experience all four seasons of the year in order to feel at home in the new place. She was right.<br />
But I also think, to be very close to someone, family and friends, you have to go through all kind of seasons.<br />
So be sure, there are easy AND difficult times ahead of us. But also be sure, that seasons<br />
change AND ALL of them are precious. Even if they don't feel like it.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbtoQyARX2hdx16U_dL8b-SG7zKSFr03LYieFGTfOf9szs6aHUJm9put15VMw7t-OltEN0aPVg1M_ltn7CDtrlVNSGvOxvfet5Oh2vzMkFgsTeDDh6-vNqHWVesW_y07b2oag8dub23cse/s1600/Foto+(6).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbtoQyARX2hdx16U_dL8b-SG7zKSFr03LYieFGTfOf9szs6aHUJm9put15VMw7t-OltEN0aPVg1M_ltn7CDtrlVNSGvOxvfet5Oh2vzMkFgsTeDDh6-vNqHWVesW_y07b2oag8dub23cse/s1600/Foto+(6).JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a>Different topic. Vegan.<br />
No we didn't change our foodbehaviour into a vegan lifestyle. But our dear son Benedikt invited a sweet friend for a few days, who is vegan ( I have no idea if this is the right way to say it in english or if that means she is a vegetable. She is not!)<br />
So we took the challenge of cooking some vegan dishes.<br />
Pasta with tofu bolognese. It is really yummy, even though I thought before trying it,that I don't like tofu.<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9WvwTxUVIn4Lld6_KPofc63LARzRomS31KOKvOktc9cwhpCAN8uwV79VBLoBGz-XsFz6EdJtSIkDF1VF0QiL0XWv6K4EZ_S2J77hOP91WcMRwVS5H8dIhj9u4vrSOw-AfC-qUMmjWhO5w/s1600/Foto+(5).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9WvwTxUVIn4Lld6_KPofc63LARzRomS31KOKvOktc9cwhpCAN8uwV79VBLoBGz-XsFz6EdJtSIkDF1VF0QiL0XWv6K4EZ_S2J77hOP91WcMRwVS5H8dIhj9u4vrSOw-AfC-qUMmjWhO5w/s1600/Foto+(5).JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a>So peel and cut some cloves of garlic and roast it lightly together with some dried oregano in good quality olive oil. Then put a big can of peeled tomatoes in the pot and let lightly cook for at least 30 minutes. The longer the better.<br />
Use the time to cut some carrots, onions, celery, mushrooms or what ever vegetable you like in small pieces. Also cut 400g of organic tofu in squares and roast it in an extra pan until light brown.<br />
Put the vegetable in the tomato sauce and let it cook for another 15 minutes. Then put the tofu and one can of organic sweet corn in it and let it heat up.<br />
Season it with salt, pepper, maybe more oregano and a little bit of red wine vinegar. That rounds the taste exactly up.<br />
Cook vegan pasta (the real italian one is usually vegan), and enjoy your meal.<br />We all liked it a lot!<br />
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So dear friends. I hope you liked the read. Thank you for commenting. Please share if you like.<br />
A lot of blessings,<br />yours Ute<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">very exciting news: My handmade stuff is available in a nice little shop in Nürnberg Südstadt,<br />Wodanstr. 61, Kreativ Depot.</td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12728771328721513953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7621209475056302663.post-38617213918212542242015-02-23T09:58:00.000-08:002015-02-23T12:56:59.457-08:00Hope never diesHope is an interesting thing. It is not visible, but keeps us from giving up and from just laying in the corner, waiting until everything is over and we die.<br />
Hope is like an engine, that keeps us moving even though we don't want, we think we can't, theres no energy and no clue, which direction to move. Hope doesn't care.<br />
At one point in my life I decided to never loose hope. There were times, when others, very dear people, lost all hope. In this moments, I decided to keep up hope also for them, if they are not able to.<br />
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Of course I had and have breakdowns, when I only see the dark and heavy. Of course I have times when I cry because I have the feeling I cannot go further. Of course do I fail in keeping up hope all the time.<br />
But if the crying and doubting is over, I lift my eyes up, get up and start hoping again! A friend of mine was asking me, how I do that. Well, I just do it.<br />
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And we have all reason to do so! For me my hope comes from my believe, that God is for me and my beloved, no matter what. But its also in the smile of a stranger on the street, in the helping hand of a dear friend, loving words from the family, beautiful flowers with beautiful scent, the joy of doing something you really love, in so many little details that make our life rich.<br />
If you don't have a reason right now, to have a lot of hope: look at the small things in your life, that are good and positive and in the end, full of hope.<br />
There is always ways to find solutions. There is always hope.<br />
So, as you see, i'm back with new thoughts and inspirations with my blog!<br />
Thanks for being with me.<br />
Peace to you.<br />
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With the kindest regards,<br />
yours Ute<br />
"For I know my thoughts about you, thoughts of Peace and not for bad, to give you Future and Hope, says the Lord" Jeremiah 29,11<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Beautiful flowers with beautiful scent.</td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12728771328721513953noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7621209475056302663.post-32980450589094277032013-04-14T06:51:00.000-07:002013-04-14T06:51:43.117-07:00Thinking!<br />
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my dear friends.</div>
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it seems, that i don't get my posts done in a proper amount of time.</div>
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well, this is how it is. what can i do? so i hope you still enjoy the post, let me know.</div>
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recently i have a lot of time to think. I'm in a situation, where i don't have a lot to do practically, so i think.</div>
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and this is all kind of thinking too. it could be if i should buy an extra pair of sox or not, it could be if the gas fracking in germany will put us in danger or if the universe is somehow ending somewhere.</div>
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it can also be that i spend half a day thinking about the question, if green is a good color for a new purse or if it would be too special (in the end i decided, green is a great color for a new bag). or i think about it, if i should change my whole lifestyle in a more artistic one. I'm not far in this thought though.</div>
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when i ask my lovely husband, what he thinks, he would always answer "nothing". in the beginning of our relationship, i always assumed, that he doesn't want me to tell. now, after many years and even more experience, i know, he's just not thinking a lot. at least not constantly. well, he must think sometime, because he comes up with actually a lot of great ideas. sometimes also stupid ideas, I'm sorry.</div>
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last week i was watching an interview with a famous actor in tv. the lady who did the interview asked, what he is thinking, when all the fans are freaking out. and he answered "i usually don't think anything!"</div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd7NID0VtHMFA0RzopNvExvmI6O2J7ZcKTV5aNE8FVbiwtNa_UAAMXY29eC4c_28Mc8ePBcNTjlW_h4e30ZgwjbuvSRqJUZGnTioUGnDUhdZVg_FJ0ZVti7VeI9QuTAiyDkVHrfOYFb8YZ/s1600/Foto+Kopie+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd7NID0VtHMFA0RzopNvExvmI6O2J7ZcKTV5aNE8FVbiwtNa_UAAMXY29eC4c_28Mc8ePBcNTjlW_h4e30ZgwjbuvSRqJUZGnTioUGnDUhdZVg_FJ0ZVti7VeI9QuTAiyDkVHrfOYFb8YZ/s320/Foto+Kopie+2.JPG" width="320" /></a>i just thought, how relaxing that must be, just don't think. because it can be really stressful and exhausting, if you think literally through everything you are hearing about. </div>
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so i decided to exercise the not thinking gift.</div>
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what can i say? it worked!!! for 12 seconds.</div>
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so in the end i realized, that it is better to think a lot, than to have nothing in your brain, right? and, I'm just made this way. so i embrace the gift that is given to me. the good and the bad sides of it. here we go...</div>
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since i have not so many possibilities right now, to cook and bake how i usually do, i want to share with you a recipe that is great if its cold and snowy outside and that i made and took pictures of quite a while ago. its bratäpfel (baked apples).</div>
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first you need some nice, sour apples. in germany we have boscop. thats the best kind for this recipe. cut them in half and take the core out.</div>
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then take some (frozen) raspberries, mix them with sugar (500 gram berries and 100 gram sugar), heat them up and the second they start to boil take them from the stove. fill the apples with the raspberries, sprinkle some almond peaces over it, cover it with some brown sugar and fill in some cream . bake it at 160 degree celsius (320 degree fahrenheit) until the apples are a little brown and soft. the cream will get thick and gorgeous. this tastes so good, you will start to cry most likely:-). </div>
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so. this is it for now.</div>
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i hope you like it, let me know. i go and think a little more. maybe about the next post. better i start early :-).</div>
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be blessed, my friends. its good to know that you are somewhere out there.</div>
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Benedikthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15991455132435559495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7621209475056302663.post-78310666986444422302012-12-24T05:42:00.001-08:002012-12-24T05:43:43.215-08:00Expectations!<br />
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my dear friends. it was a pleasure, that so any people still checked out my blog, even though the last posts were really old.<br />
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now the long desired christmastime arrived. i love christmas. even though sometimes I'm sad, that the unbelievable excitement and extraordinary joy is not the same as in my childhood. i remember christmas in my family as a time of miracles and wonder, the house filled with the fragrance and lights of the holy night.</div>
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the beginning of the story: i sent my lovely husband jan to buy a christmas tree. he took my sweet daughter amelie and our good friend uli ( thanks uli, you didn't help in this situation). big mistake. biiiiig mistake.</div>
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liz, a good friend: haaahahaaaahaaaa!</div>
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i was expecting to have the most beautiful tree to show on the blog. it didn't work out. what else do i expect? some nice gifts, of course, nothing big. i expect to have some peaceful time with my beloved family, good food, stories and laughter. i expect to bring some joy to the kids with some gifts. singing some christmas carols and hearing the christmas story would be nice. thinking of the birth of our lord jesus, the reason for all the expectation and excitement.</div>
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<br />Benedikthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15991455132435559495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7621209475056302663.post-36372687376986893562012-12-09T05:16:00.001-08:002012-12-09T05:16:27.306-08:00Advent<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIdLESfdPXWf4NdZUYmhGUKG4cf39CIKpFUNuAmvrELuMjR6bX6FAww_c10sloKKeaOl4cDYnse_3j86vjaRUXVyw40amHtgtM5V8G2Z2yW3sO4v6JlQq84nXqZNlpJoRkYS7vu5SmwOol/s1600/Foto.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIdLESfdPXWf4NdZUYmhGUKG4cf39CIKpFUNuAmvrELuMjR6bX6FAww_c10sloKKeaOl4cDYnse_3j86vjaRUXVyw40amHtgtM5V8G2Z2yW3sO4v6JlQq84nXqZNlpJoRkYS7vu5SmwOol/s320/Foto.JPG" width="240" /></a>the topic today is advent. for some of you it may not be a term that you are really familiar with. in germany we call the time before christmas "advent". it is an old latin word and means "arrival". so advent is the time when we prepare for the arrival of our lord jesus. and thats christmas, right? birthday party! so lets prepare. </div>
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last week was the christmasmarket in our hometown herrnhut. it was the perfect weather (usually it rains like nothing good on this day. not this year thought!). it snowed the day before and everything is white and looks like it should. the sun was shining, the sky was blue and it was just the right temperature. my dear kids amelie and benedikt and a good friend joined me, and it was a lovely day. we ate a lot of nice christmas market food, found our way through the masses of people, had some interesting parking experiences and very good hot chocolate in a nice cafe. </div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid7qDVmM4YCiYlrxtlRc8j3uXI50u4gI7uqUc-Xbn0BBIJ2tQfC6IuKgs3UlfnqNzgN0hndcLtvbh81-7q-pLawU9UpOGEZZFLMPlMs22rr6nWMQMM1qdxFAv509WTDHDKPrkn52Euo8TP/s1600/Foto.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid7qDVmM4YCiYlrxtlRc8j3uXI50u4gI7uqUc-Xbn0BBIJ2tQfC6IuKgs3UlfnqNzgN0hndcLtvbh81-7q-pLawU9UpOGEZZFLMPlMs22rr6nWMQMM1qdxFAv509WTDHDKPrkn52Euo8TP/s320/Foto.JPG" width="320" /></a>what is really important for a nice advent afternoon, are some nice christmas cookies. i made some filled hearts with peanuts. you take 300 gram of white flour, 200g butter, 100g sugar, one or two egg yolks (depends on the size) and the zest of half of an organic lemon. let it process in the kitchen machine or make a dough out of it by hand. don't knead it too long. its ok if its still a little crumbling.</div>
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Benedikthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15991455132435559495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7621209475056302663.post-19608139178620958132012-10-09T10:20:00.000-07:002012-10-09T10:20:57.157-07:00Apples!<br />
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so the topic this time is: Apples!</div>
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fall has come, and its the right time to write about this special fruit.</div>
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so, to close this post, let me say this: apples are all around my place right now. I'm glad for this season and the many possibilities it brings.</div>
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we as a family are in a rather unsure and shaky position. but this is the season for rising hope and light on the horizon. </div>
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in the coming weeks and months my posts will come more seldom and not regularly. but please stay with me and give some comments on my blog. </div>
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Benedikthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15991455132435559495noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7621209475056302663.post-64868375601219481282012-09-23T04:35:00.000-07:002012-09-23T04:35:16.996-07:00Love!
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i send you many greetings! i was looking forward to write again, actually i was thinking quite a lot about it during the last week.</div>
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it was somehow a rough week and this post will be short, but filled with some important confessions and also some yummy recipes. or just one, we will see. </div>
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it was my dear husbands birthday last week thursday. i just thought about that and i realized, how thankful i am to have him. he is really a man of a special kind. and how cool is that, he is mine :-). i do love him. yes.</div>
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we had a nice birthday coffee and cake celebration, a typical german tradition. besides some other things,i made an american white chocolate cheesecake- delicious! </div>
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you need 120 grams (about two thirds of a cup) of simple cookies. put them in a plastic bag and crush them into crumbs. melt 70 grams of butter and mix with the cookie crumbs. put it on the bottom of a baking pan and squeeze it with a spoon. you know, make it flat :-).</div>
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take the inside of a vanilla pod, 600 grams of cream cheese, 40grams of powdered sugar and the zests of the peel of an organic orange. mix everything very well and put it on the cookie bottom (o man, this is bad language. i still do my best...) cover with foil and cool the cake for at least four hours.</div>
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they are probably not aware of it, but they are the real reason for my passion. because they are the biggest treasure i have on earth. a little pathetic, but I'm in this kind of mood right now. </div>
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my dear kids, my dear husband, i love you and i wish you all possible blessings. you are a blessing to me for sure.</div>
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to all my friends and readers: peace to you. </div>
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let me hear from you.</div>
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Benedikthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15991455132435559495noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7621209475056302663.post-89418691208682903222012-09-12T10:45:00.000-07:002012-09-12T10:49:04.425-07:00Memories!<br />
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Today, i want to do a little nostalgic detour. just recently i thought about cooking some homemade and nice maultaschen. this is a typical, south german dish, from the area, I'm coming from. i don't live there any more since twenty years. oh my..., really, TWENTY YEARS? how old am i???</div>
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ok, even though i consider home, where my family is, i still like going to the place i used to call home. the house i grew up in doesn't belong to my parents any more, but they still live, praise God for life, close to my hometown. </div>
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back to the maultaschen. my grandmother sometimes made them. in my memory it feels like the whole kitchen was completely covered with maultaschen for many days. the whole lives of all family members where concentrated on this special and favorite food and the making of it. ---probably the reality has not a lot in common with this "memory". but, hey, who cares. its a sweet memory and it brings me closer to my childhood. so, its a good thing.</div>
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by the way, i have to be thankful to my grandmother not only for the maultaschenmemory, but, besides of many other things, also for a sense of beauty and creativity. even though her taste was different, i believe i inherited this gift from her. and also some nice bone china, silverware (real silver!!!!) and some table linen. so, thanks, oma! (she sadly passed away nine years ago)</div>
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so, back to the maultaschen. be prepared for some work.</div>
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Benedikthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15991455132435559495noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7621209475056302663.post-40994637688580492312012-09-04T04:10:00.000-07:002012-09-04T04:10:22.601-07:00The air smells like fall!<br />
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to be honest, i love this time of the year. the heat of the summer is past and the cold of the winter is still far away. the colors of the nature are getting more powerful and something new is in the atmosphere. well.</div>
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the taste of fall is also one of my favorite. apples, pears, mushrooms, pumpkins. i love that.</div>
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so i tried a recipe of a mushroom soup out of a beautiful cookbook written by jamie oliver. and really, it was a revelation. i really never made a mushroom soup before, even though mushrooms are one of my favorites.</div>
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by the way, mushrooms are no vegetable. they are a own kind of plants. and the biggest alive thing on earth is- a mushroom. jaahaa. that is true. its almost the size of a tenth of germany. it grows underneath the earth somewhere in south america. </div>
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since days I'm thinking about a topic i can write about. so i made a decision: flowers! aren't flowers the best to pimp a boring and ugly part of the house? you can get all kinds of colors, shapes and sizes. you'll find cool styles, romantic styles, crazy styles, whatever you want. </div>
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i think we should work on this attitude, like we work on the new beautiful flower bouquets in our houses. the world would look much better, don't you think? </div>
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if you want to make your own arrangements, always use a clean vase and lukewarm water. remove all leaves that could touch the water. cut with a sharp knife the end of the flower stalk in length and put in the water immediately. change the water every second day. this helps to keep the flowers fresh for up to one week.</div>
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The secret is the freshness of the flowers and the variety of possibilities to arrange them. its not necessary to buy always flowers in a shop. maybe you find some during a walk, or you have some in the garden (or in the neighbors garden, or, hm, just be careful;-)) also markets are sometimes a good source.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12728771328721513953noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7621209475056302663.post-35570513189664143202012-08-20T07:53:00.000-07:002012-08-22T14:46:14.130-07:00Competition!<br />
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Hello again!<br />
After the nice and smooth start last week, i 'd like to continue with some more of my thoughts and experiences i had so far with starting this blog.</div>
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when i decided to start, i had no clue how this works. so i was a little overwhelmed by the fact, that i need a name for it. i couldn't find one.</div>
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so, since at least two of my family members ( my husband jan and my sweet daughter amelie) are extremely into competitions - not always fun, believe me- i asked them to find a name. the price was, that i cook whatever the winner wants me to cook.</div>
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as i already mentioned last time, jan found the name.</div>
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so, his wish was wiener schnitzel, kroketten (this is similar to french fries, but actually made with mashed potatoes) and götterspeise (this is usually something like jelly-o). yak.</div>
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so for the götterspeise i told jan im gonna buy it, but he nailed me down, that i promised that i cook myself. well.</div>
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so i took organic gelatine, one liter (about 4 cups) of raspberry juice, one cup of grenadine juice, sugar and fresh raspberries. </div>
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the second thing was the wiener schnitzel. that was easy, because the whole family likes it i make it anyways sometimes.</div>
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so you take good meat. the original wiener schnitzel is made with calf meat. I'm using sometimes pork, sometimes turkey. good quality is important.</div>
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then you take three bowls. one with flower, one with scrambled eggs and one with bread crumbs. put some salt on the meet and then put it first in the flower, than in the egg and then in the breadcrumbs. the meat needs to be covered from all sides. </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12728771328721513953noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7621209475056302663.post-90324518271643317212012-08-16T11:06:00.003-07:002012-08-21T17:29:08.471-07:00Welcome!<br />
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<span class="s1">my dearest people and readers of this blog.</span></div>
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<span class="s1">its almost unbelievable, that im starting now with this new and exciting adventure.</span></div>
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<span class="s1">i want to write in my blog about beautyful things and living, good and healthy food, family and friends and we will see, what else will come along.</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjau4wrysMsa0_O-VRyW3KrFWmt7ou8ersJBQfX04OxhnUgUQckaC8kQP8WTBHeAWGZKsk6jnT0Pf7bKk0oT6E-nNB3o3HLoUdDfPlJ1WgSK0IH9_371ZYP7kPxLV8D9OR8SUncOk9sgmm/s1600/Foto.JPG3" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjau4wrysMsa0_O-VRyW3KrFWmt7ou8ersJBQfX04OxhnUgUQckaC8kQP8WTBHeAWGZKsk6jnT0Pf7bKk0oT6E-nNB3o3HLoUdDfPlJ1WgSK0IH9_371ZYP7kPxLV8D9OR8SUncOk9sgmm/s400/Foto.JPG3" width="400" /></a><span class="s1">in the last months and years i developed more and more a desire to surround myself with beauty and good things and people. specially since we are living in an area of germany, where there is not a lot of sense for things like that.</span></div>
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<span class="s1">i will write my blog in english, since very many of my friends are English-speaking. my english is not really perfect, so please forgive me, if some phrases are not right. i hope i will not make any embarrassing mistakes :-).</span></div>
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<span class="s1">so before we will start i want to thank liz mannchen. shes a very good friend and had the idea to start this blog. she once made a comment, that the coffee table in our kitchen was looking like the table in the peter pan movie. so, thank you, liz, for the idea and for loving me!</span></div>
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<span class="s1">also a big thank you to my husband jan schlegel. he had the idea for the blogs name. so he found the laundry pin, and a little later he added the pink. i think he thought im a pink one. i love you.</span></div>
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<span class="s1">im also very thankful to my dear son benedikt schlegel. he does all the computer stuff, because computers hate me. he is incredibly patient and encouraging. your a special one.</span></div>
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<span class="s1">and finally i want to thank my son jonathan and his friends, my daughter amelie and her friends, the rest of the family and our many dear friends who are always welcome in our home and at our table.</span></div>
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<span class="s1">Thanks for being with me. please let me know what you think. im also thankful for new ideas. more will come soon. exciting!</span></div>
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