Showing posts with label Café. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Café. Show all posts

September 16, 2015

The blog celebrates its fourth birthday today.

I've kept my promise to post photos daily. In the last year it was sometimes dicey to make that goal. In January and February, for example, I underwent four weeks of daily radiation that left me battered: radiation was more rattling than any of the chemotherapy treatments I'd had.* Things are better now, thanks to the great providers who oversee my care and a new drug the FDA approved late last year.

When I started blogging, I posted aggressively because I sought to ensure that the "core" family photos would be preserved on this site before I evaporated. As a result, most of the really interesting images have been posted. My supply of snapshots is finite. Although I will continue to blog daily, I likely will decrease the number of posts I publish each day.


Glacier National Park, July 1972. I've walked over to the Many Glacier Hotel, where I enjoy a cola in the lower-level café.

*It was during the drive home from one of those radiation treatments that I hit the deer!

July 29, 2014

April 28, 2013

Bistro Supper


Cortina d'Ampezzo, Italy, September 1985. We pull up as dusk arrives. The mountains cast a blue shade on the village.

August 20, 2012

Ready for the Tourists


Venice, Italy, April 1984. The tables are set at the Gran Caffè Chioggia. The Marciana is on the left, behind the café. You've seen this spot before from a different angle—and in different weather.

July 26, 2012

Šaltibarščiai

"Šaltibarščiai" is the Lithuanian word for "Cold Beet Soup." We never call it "Borscht." A bowl of Šaltibarščiai is a real summer treat. Here's our family recipe:

3 cups buttermilk (I use 2 cups buttermilk and 1 cup Tzatziki. Some people use kefir.)
8 ounces (1 cup) sour cream, stirred
3/4 teaspoon Lawry's Seasoning Salt
1/2 teaspoon freshly ground pepper (McCormick "Grill Mates" Montreal Seasoning)
1/2 teaspoon prepared horseradish
2 teaspoons cider vinegar
1 tablespoon freshly squeezed lemon juice
1 teaspoon granulated sugar
One pound cooked beets, peeled or one 16 ounce can whole, small beets, drained (reserve liquid)*
8 ounces cucumber, preferably seedless, peeled
4 hard-boiled eggs, peeled
1/2 cup freshly scallions, white and green parts (3 to 4 scallions)
1/4 cup fresh dill weed, minced (measures 1/2 cup, loosely packed, before mincing)
1/2 to 3/4 cup reserved beet liquid
additional fresh dill weed, minced
hot boiled potatoes

In a large (3- to 4-quart) serving bowl, whisk together the buttermilk, Tzatziki (if using), sour cream, salt and pepper, horseradish, cider vinegar, lemon juice, and sugar. Blend well to combine.

In the workbowl of a food processor, with the shredding disk in place, shred the drained beets and peeled cucumber. Transfer to the serving bowl.

Insert the metal blade into the workbowl of the food processor. Add the hard-boiled eggs, scallions, and dill weed. Process, using on/off turns, until the ingredients are coarsely chopped. Add to the serving bowl with the beets and cucumbers.

If mixture seems thick, add some of the reserved beet liquid. (How "thick" the soup should be is a personal preference. I come from the school of thick soup, so I rarely add more than 1/2 cup.) Chill at least 4 hours before serving.

To serve, garnish soup with fresh dill sprigs. Serve with a boiled potato on the side, topped with the fresh dill.

Makes 10 cups.

*It's summer, and it's hot. Why heat up the kitchen by boiling or roasting fresh beets? Canned beets work perfectly in this recipe.

UPDATE: My Toronto Cousin sends this image of a bowl of pink Šaltibarščiai, served with a side of boiled potatoes, in a Lithuanian café:

July 19, 2012

Ringstraße


Vienna, Austria, July 1971. We visit the famous boulevard. It's the place to find an elegant café.

June 13, 2012

Turkish Coffee


Ephesus, Turkey, April 22, 1976. We pause for coffee after touring the Ephesian sites.

March 5, 2012

January 8, 2012

Grancaffè Quadri

This photo captures another sweet memory from Venice. There's even a soundtrack.


Venice, Italy, April 1984. My Parents and I enjoy the Grancaffè Quadri on the Piazza San Marco.