Bread, silent word of a gesture of friendship

. Bread, which fundamentally unites men and for which they wage war .     The history of bread goes back at least 30,000 years. The first bread produced was probably cooked versions of a grain-paste, made from roasted and ground cereal grains and water, and may have been developed by accidental cooking or deliberate experimentation…

honeycomb, flakiness and ‘au beurre’

. . Fresh and flakey on the outside, a slightly chewy honeycomb texture on the inside … it tastes of toasted buttery caramelisation, tangy undertones of Normandy milk, the sweet richness of cultivated yeasts and long fermentation. Buttery streaks on your fingers, tiny, and sometimes not-so-tiny shards of golden-brown flakes of crust on your shirt ……

A ‘Kipferl’ … it was …

. The Kipferl, ancestor of the croissant, has been documented in Austria going back at least as far as the 13th century, in various shapes. The Kipferl can be made plain or with nut or other fillings (some consider the rugelach a form of Kipferl). The “birth” of the croissant itself – that is, its adaptation…

and dish a special allure

. WHEN NIGHT FALLS OVER NEW ORLEANS, BEVERLY HILLS, BOSTON OR BEIRUT, THE EXCITEMENT, YOU PUT ON YOUR FINEST, GATHER YOUR POISE, WIT AND SOPHISTICATION ABOUT YOU AND VENTURE OUT, ONE OF THE BRIGHTEST LIGHTS IN THE BIG CITY THIS NIGHT. IN THE RESTAURANT, GLASSWARE TINKLES GENTLY, CONVERSATION SURGES AND LAPSES, AND SOFT LIGHTING LENDS…

thou most fragrant, aromatic joy

. Ode To Coffee By William A. Pricé Oh, thou most fragrant, aromatic joy, impugned, abused, and often stormed against, And yet containing all the blissfulness that in a tiny cup could be condensed! Give thy contemners calm, imperial scorn— For thou wilt reign through ages yet unborn!   Some ancient Arab, so the legend…

moments ….

. The moments of happiness . . . We had the experience but missed the meaning And approach to the meaning restores the experience In a different form, beyond any meaning We can assign to happiness . . .  The past experience revived in the meaning Is not the experience of one life only But…

petit déjeuner

. . Breakfast in America Songwriters: Richard Davies & Roger Hodgson Take a look at my girlfriend, she’s the only one I got  Not much of a girlfriend, never seem to get a lot  Take a jumbo across the water, like to see America  See the girls in California  I’m hoping it’s going to come…

city of lights

. A few weeks ago … This following text I wrote at the gate at CDG, waiting to board my flight home to Beirut. It is with a tear on my eye I am leaving Paris. I just love the time I am  privileged to spend in the City Of Lights. But for me it…

zum frühstück ein gugelhupf

. …., the Emperor came early in the morning for a snack with croissants, coffee, pastries of all sorts, and the mentioned Gugelhupf, also his favorite cigars were available. When he appeared at 6.30 clock, it was already the second breakfast for him, because even at 4 clock there was nothing to hold him in bed….

Pâtisserie Viennoise

. There is a little treasure in the Latin Quarter in Paris. Just down the street from the med-school on 8 rue de l’École de Médicine, 75006 Paris, is Pâtisserie Viennoise. It is a charming little place I must have passed twice before I actually noticed it. There is Sacher Torte and Apple Strudel on…

A picture is worth a thousand words

If you would have to take a picture that represents Beirut, this would have to be it …. …. Corniche … Ras Beirut ….. probably 7 o’clock in the morning …. .

Breakfast like a King

…. or like an Emperor The Emperor of Austria, Franz Joseph of Habsburg, enjoyed already this exquisite piece of breakfast bread, the “Kaisersemmel”. Crispy on the outside, on the inside fluffy and moist, must be a hand-knitted Kaisersemmel. This exquisite piece of wheat bread is to this day the medal of honor for any baker. When I learned the trade some thirty years ago,…