Every great story starts with a great person.
A cook who can’t feed herself at times
I stopped blogging because I stopped eating. It was not a choice. Nor an eating disorder. Sometimes life throws so much at us that we bend under pressure.
Winter in the country. The tale of fire.
Starting a day from making a fire is a great lesson in patience: there is no place for anger, hurry or frustration there. Only acceptance of fire’s fickleness, its wayward nature will bring peace (and desired warmth).
In Poland, autumn is for mushrooms.
If you find yourself at the table with a family of mushroom pickers in Poland, with a bowl of wild mushroom pierogi in front of you, don’t freak out if you hear the “hope we’re not eating for the last time in our lives” joke. Mushroom picking is a national hobby here, after all!
Obwarzanek in the Arctic.
Who would have thought that this humble bake from Krakow will have such an international career? A story about food at Polish Polar Station Hornsund.
hello unknown bloggers! i'm polish. i live in osaka. my boyfriend is korean. we speak english and japanese with each other. one day we watched 'julie&julia' and we got the inspiration. i guess that being exchange students and communicate in two different languages weren't crazy enough for us. that is why you're reading this now. ...