Egg, asparagus & brown bread

Egg, asparagus & brown bread

Smoked Salmon Potato Tartine

Smoked Salmon Potato Tartine

Missed taking photos early in the morning..

Missed taking photos early in the morning..

First thing I do at a grocery store whenever I travel, is look for raspberries. I love them, and sadly there are no fresh raspberries where I live, only the frozen mashed up version of them. I’m saving those amazing recipes for the next time I travel to get a good raspberry fix.

Links to recipes:

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Yogurt with fruit granola + Raspberry black tea

Yogurt with pistachios, kiwi, dried apricots & honey

Yogurt with pistachios, kiwi, dried apricots & honey

:) ولا هرضى ابات مغلوب
 

:) ولا هرضى ابات مغلوب

 

The goodness worth getting me fat! Pastéis de Belém

There’s something about eating another country’s local food that gets me really excited. I can’t imagine a pleasurable travel experience without eating something I’ve never eaten before, something I know I won’t find back home, something that has a story behind it. 

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It’s not just something you put in your mouth, taste and digest. 
It’s a completely different experience, and here’s why.

When locals come to introduce you to an authentic dish from their heritage, they beam with excitement. 

They tell you how much they love it and explain with intricate detail how this piece of art comes together and tastes heavenly! They tell you “when,” “why,” and “how” they eat it. It becomes a complicated affair,  because they want to engage your mind & heart through tasting this, they want you to fall in love with it as much as they are. They’re sharing part of their identity and all they want is to give you a sense of that, that for a while, they put you in their shoes, and during those moments you feel like you’re no longer a stranger. For me this is a great source of comfort, generosity and acceptance. They don’t want to just give you something to taste, they want you to remember them forever and pass their story & their heritage’s story.

And this is how I got introduced to Pastéis de Belém.
Portuguese creamy, flaky custard tarts – served warm with cinnamon & sugar.

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I got addicted to those pieces of delicious heaven when I was in Portugal. For a month, I ate at least four of those a day (so in total I ate not less than 120!), and I would gladly crawl back to Lisbon for another one right now. 

To my amusement, I discovered that their story is as good as they taste.

They rank 15th among the 50 Best Delicacies of the world. The 200 year old recipe is a well guarded secret that no one has figured out until now, not even pastry shops in Portugal. There are imitations of it everywhere there (called pastel de nata) but nothing like the original ones at Pastéis de Belém.

It’s really hard to get that creamy custard on top of the tart’s base and have it remain that much crispy & flaky, not soggy at all, it’s a piece of art, it really is magical. The combination of textures is divine!

I miss them so much but now I’m working out to shed the 4 kgs I gained because of them. The only 4 kgs I don’t regret gaining though.

We’ll meet again my dear Pastries! :) You’ll always remain an all time favorite of mine!
 



 

 

“Have you found someone to share your heart with? Are you giving to your community? Are you at peace with yourself? Are you trying to be as human as you can be?”From the book Tuesdays with Morrie

“Have you found someone to share your heart with?
Are you giving to your community?
Are you at peace with yourself?
Are you trying to be as human as you can be?”

From the book Tuesdays with Morrie

Today’s Breakfast: Strawberry Waffles 

Today’s Breakfast: Strawberry Waffles 

NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY