Yesterday, quite out of the blue, I was confronted on Instagram with a photo I had posted years ago. Years! A fantastic little object of fine Swiss patisserie on one of my Royal Copenhagen plates. Obviously, I was still living in Zurich at that time, a time I was deeply and ever so hopelessly in love with everything the Swiss do to raspberries. At Vollenweider’s, for example, they sprinkle them with tiny pistaccio crumbs, des pistaches hachées ever so menues, just to enhance their aroma, just like what a glass of cool Sauternes does to strawberries, at least if we trust Sebastian Flyte, which I do, but I digress and on top, I’m quoting from Brideshead Revisited again, but any of Evelyn Waugh’s novels are forever stuck in my mind, so I have to ask for your forgiveness and to reread them all. Anyway, this delicious post had just gotten a new like after all these years, and by whom? By none other than the Vollenweider people themselves! I was most honoured to be reminded of what I’ve been missing in my life ever since I left Zurich… Damn!
Dear Jan,
Wonderful
Kisses Eva
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Fast schon gemein um diese Jahreszeit – aber auch schön, weil es in dieser trüben Jahreszeit den Sommer zurückholt.
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Im Dezember kann man sich wenigstens auf Weihnachten konzentrieren, aber dann wird’s richtig trübe… Ich poste es im Januar am besten noch mal, Gaby! 😉
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Thank you, Eva! ❤️
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