our new grill

does that even make sense in english? sometimes i fear for my vocabulary what with all this living in german-pseudo-english land.


here is our new grill. or barbecue. or whatever. yes i know it's dinky but it was only six bucks and it is very very portable:

yesterday was market day on m√ľnchner platz and so i picked up some trout:

some big fat kalamatas (they're in the salsa):

some new potatoes and some 'sparagus:

and took it all to ze park after work for some pre-summer outdoor dining. why am i so obsessed with eating outside? hmm.

the little fishies were stuffed with lemon thyme and rubbed with olive oil; the potatoes were parboiled, wrapped in foil with rosemary and then shoved into the coals (see figure 1); and the salsa comprised tomatoes, olives, fresh red chilli and garlic, sauteed with a sprig of rosemary and thrown together with flat-leaf parsley and lemon juice.
don't mess with success

a little while ago i tried to make some brownies that had a black bean base. it was a bad idea. very very bad. dr. science said, "hannah, i love you, but those are disgusting."
and since then i've had a hankering for the real deal.


preheat oven to 350
melt 1/2 cup unsalted butter and 4 ounces unsweetened chocolate
let cool (seriously. if you don't, they will be heavy and dry)
beat 4 eggs and 1/4 tsp salt until light and frothy
gradually add 2 cups of sugar and 1 tsp vanilla and beat until thick
now take your wooden spoon (seriously) and
stir in cooled chocolate mixture (with a few quick strokes)
stir in (until just combined) 1 cup flour
and maybe some nuts

bake about 25 mins or until toothpick comes out clean.

let cool completely (or at least blow on them to avoid burning your tongue)

now THAT'S what they're supposed to taste like.
mister liu

ivan's back from gay paris slash montreal slash the world and so we had a cook-out the other night in honour of his return. can i tell you how mad i got at dresden slash snooty market sellers slash the world when i went a-shoppin' for 'gredients? goddammit where is the sprouting broccoli? where are the ligurian olives? where are the artichokes and the frenched lamb cutlets? where are your manners? oof!

anyways, we ate yum stuff all the same, including the lime oil we picked up in margaret river (plus some rockin' dukkah with the sumac that hannah so kindly sent over)...

these little baked ricotta babies...

and a very delicious new vegetable treat from everybody's favourite australian expat. obviously i was too (ahem!) excited to take photos once dinner was underway. also i forgot the goat's cheese. hmm...
and now i have a date with lost.
ab out.