I happened upon this cafe on a walk with a friend on our first evening in Salzburg. We were both in need of a caffeine stop, and this was the first place we stopped, and instantly fell in love. The atmosphere was an epic clash of modern European with a nod to the traditional. The stack of wood outside the window was offset by stiff white leather booths. It felt woodsie and cozy with a young and fresh twist.
This is one of those recipes that is handwritten on a recipe card, that my mom probably collected at a dinner party or a childhood birthday party. It’s from a dear friend of my mother’s whom passed away a few years ago. The recipe card is cherished for the keepsake of her handwriting. It’s only made every once in a while due to my father’s detest of curry, but tonight those who love curry outweigh the one who doesn’t.
I am sitting in my parent’s kitchen waiting for dinner to be finished, smelling the sweet curry scent wafting out of the oven, getting over jet leg and trying to remember what my real life looks like. This past week has been a scramble to catch up on two weeks of homework and catching up with my classes. I am taking a French class this term and it’s going to kill me! I am reading Mastering the Art of French Eating to keep me motivated to learn the language. I have never taken a foreign language class before, so lots of mind-stretching. Flashcards, memory games, and French songs galore!
Enough about me! Here is a comforting curry dish to serve on a crisp evening, as the light is golden, and the leaves are falling.
I got back to The States on Friday, ah, what a trip! I am excited to share photos of the places I visited as well as some of the food that I enjoyed! Working on getting over jet leg now. I worked a long shift at the bakery the morning after getting home, exhausting! The transition home is always hard for me. Normally it takes me a few days to stop pouting about having to leave the beautiful places I visited –this trip is no different. I will be listening to this song to console my acing heart.
This is an old family recipe, hand written on a recipe card. Rhubarb bread, and zucchini cakes and breads will always be in my family. These are so moist from the veggies hidden inside. Though these are in no way good for you, they are a fun twist on a plain chocolate cupcake.