I stole to cook.
I was only about 4 or 5. And I had an accomplice. She was a friend and a relative and we used to play together when she was staying with her grandmother who lived near us.
On this particular day, we had a full-blown baking operation in my friend’s grandma’s garden. We were making a very special birthday cake for my younger brother, using eggs, sugar, – soil, and – paprika, to decorate our ‘cakes’, of course! We got the ingredients from our grandmothers, except that they didn’t know about that. You see, we sneaked into my gran’s konoba (wine cellar also used to store food) first, and gradually emptied the big shoe box where she stored her eggs! Then, when we ‘used up’ those, we moved on to my friend’s grandma’s chickens and ransacked their nests, all in search for even more eggs! Unknown to her, sugar and paprika were also donated by the same kind old lady.
We were busy baking and decorating the whole morning, and who knows how long that would have gone on if he hadn’t been betrayed by my little brother with a better developed sense of morality.
And the recipe? Sorry, I forgot.
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So there you go. You can see I’ve been heading this in this direction since my early days.
This month, my blog turned one: it’s been a little more than a year since my first greeting to the blogosphere, and my first post on human food. 133 posts later, I’ve moved a long way from those early days, I’ve learnt a lot, and met a lot of wonderful people through their blogs. I THANK you all – it’s been a great pleasure to be with you!