Stories and recipes from my Hungarian family and the history of food in Hungary
When I was born, my father had just received his British citizenship and thus was able, after 10 long years, to return to Hungary to see his family. As is the way, I arrived and my grandfather Aladár departed, in the same month of August so I didn’t get to meet my paternal grandfather or […]
Read More NagymamaCake. It’s a marvellous thing. Cheers and consoles in equal measure. Cake has a central role in Hungarian cuisine. Cafes abound in every town, serving sumptious patisserie, to be eaten with delicate precision by older ladies dressed in the purples, greys and blacks of their widowhood. No visit back to Hungary during my childhood was […]
Read More Afternoon delight“Happy birthday, happy birthday” – my teen era is defined by Altered Images and Claire Grogran chirruping her way through this the year I turned 13. I’m an August baby. Much of my family is too – my maternal grandfather, paternal grandmother, aunt, cousins and niece all have August as their start date. Even my […]
Read More Birthday CakeYes. Salami made with chocolate. Don’t panic. This isn’t some weird medieval recipe involving pork or horse with chocolate for added interest. It is in fact a sort of fridge cake. There is almost no cooking involved beyond a bit of chocolate melting, so it’s very simple to assemble, and rather satisfying, as there’s a […]
Read More Salami. The chocolate one.
Finom - the food of Hungary 