#Austrian Apple Strudel
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Austrian Apple Strudel: A Sweet Vienna Treat
When it pertains to Austrian treats, couple of could opponent the splendid as well as comforting allure of Apple Strudel. Coming from the captivating roads of Vienna, this fascinating bread is a testimony to Austrian bread workmanship as well as a reward you will not intend to miss out on. In this write-up, we will take you on a trip via the background, active ingredients, prep work, as well as the irresistible beauty of Austrian Apple Strudel.
The Background of Apple Strudel
Apple Strudel, called "Apfelstrudel" in German, has actually an abundant background going back to the Habsburg Realm, where Vienna worked as the royal resources. It remained in the Viennese coffeehouses as well as imperial cooking areas that this famous bread got its track record for being a delectable treat. Over the centuries, it has actually come to be an icon of Austrian cooking practice.
The Active ingredients
The magic of Apple Strudel exists in its basic yet unified active ingredients:
Apples: Sharp food preparation apples, such as Gran Smith or Boskoop, are very finely sliced as well as kindly skilled with sugar as well as cinnamon.
Phyllo Dough: The fragile layers of phyllo dough, extended to a slim, translucent sheet, develop the pastry's half-cracked as well as crisp appearance.
Butter: Thawed butter is combed in between the layers of phyllo dough, including splendor as well as taste.
Breadcrumbs: Great breadcrumbs are sprayed over the phyllo dough to soak up unwanted dampness from the apples as well as keep the pastry's clarity.
Raisins as well as Nuts: Optional enhancements such as raisins as well as cut nuts could be consisted of for added appearance as well as taste.
Powdered Sugar: A last cleaning of powdered sugar includes a touch of sweet taste as well as sophistication.
The Prep work
Developing Apple Strudel is a cooking art create. The very finely extended phyllo dough is very meticulously split, combed with thawed butter, as well as sprayed with breadcrumbs. The skilled apple dental filling is spread out equally over the dough, as well as any kind of optional active ingredients are included. The dough is after that rolled right into a fragile, round form, developing layers of half-cracked benefits. It is baked up till gold brownish, causing a bread that is crisp outside as well as tender on the in.
Why Apple Strudel?
Apple Strudel's sustaining appeal could be connected to its best stabilize of tastes as well as appearances. The pleasant as well as sharp apple dental filling, boosted by cozy cinnamon, is a unified suit for the buttery, half-cracked layers of phyllo dough. Whether took pleasure in cozy from the stove or with a glob of whipped lotion, it is a treat that personifies the sweet taste of Vienna.
Verdict
Worldwide of Austrian treats, Apple Strudel stands as a precious timeless. Its background, basic yet splendid active ingredients, as well as careful prep work make it a bread that records the significance of Austrian society. Whether savoring a piece in a Viennese café or developing it in your personal cooking area, Apple Strudel is a pleasant Vienna deal with that welcomes you to experience the classic beauty of Austria, one attack at once.
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3-Ingredient Apple Strudel (Vegan)
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I am defintely not baker, but it was tasty . Apfelstrudel . #apples #dough #raisins in #rum #walnut #canesugar #egg #cinnamon . #apfelstrudel #strudel #austria🇦🇹 #austrian #food #kosherfood #sweetfood #deserts #tasty #czechfood #chillifather https://www.instagram.com/p/CldJsOQN0AV/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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feel free to ignore this if you’ve done it already but…
how would könig react to a wifey who loves to bake? growing up with a sweet tooth she developed a love for making treats and now she wants to share it with him!!
i just imagine her waking up early to make some doughy treats for breakfast and him walking in the kitchen seeing her being all cute and rolling out the pastries 🧁🧁 would he ever help her with them??
Well, the man got a whole backery, so-
ACHEM. He loves a wifey that can cook! Baking is a whole other different skill that he doesn't have, not at all - he can cook very simple dishes, but anything more is a dark forest where he doesn't understand anything. He has a sweet tooth too, so whenever you're making buns or maybe some baked pretzels or even just making bread...yeah, he is taking on so many additional kilos just from your baking, he will have to get new pants because of the newly found tummy he has.
He would love to help you, but he won't be much of an assistance - he often tries to sneakily eat some raw cookie dough, he eats berries and fruits when you are making pies and god forbid you ever try to bake bread, he will just steal the whole loaf from the oven before you could even glaze it with some butter! You will have to shoo him away, put him on a Chair of Shame because his ass is not helping! You're only allowing him in the kitchen because you need him to check the dough for salt and sugar balance, and you strike him with a wooden spoon every time his ass is trying to get the food from you.
Konig asks you to bake some traditional Austrian sweets for him - you have to bake so much strudel(bakes apple pastry)for him, it's actually insane. He always asks you to bring some baked pastries for him to work, when he started to get more of a desk and administrative/instructor's job at KorTac - he just loves having his wife bring some home-baked cookies and cakes because he fucking won at life and everyone else can kiss his royal ass because he is not sharing.
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Austrian apple strudel (apfelstrudel)
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expanding on the konig ask // it turned a bit nsfw sorry
könig would mistake your simple kindness as a crush.
he'd been slightly startled when you gently rapped on his office door to ask him if he wanted a cup of warm caffeine before breakfast since you're already getting one for yourself. (he hasn't a clue that horangi had practically begged for one too.)
then was the one time you'd offered to stitch the tear in his hood. he'd sputtered, completely taken aback by how brazen you'd been. "nein." he'd stiffly walked away apple-cheeked; hands balled into fists in his pockets. (no one knows how to sew for shit, you're the team medic of both bodies and clothing.)
then you bring him an apple pastry. the pencil (könig, please. we are in 2k24 use a pen) snaps in his hand when you choke out, "apfel strudel". his mother tongue rolling off of yours is truly too much and when you leave, he fists himself under his desk with the butchered words echoing inside his head. shame roils in his gut after— post-nut clarity hitting like nothing else— and with a snarl, he wipes the thick cum off of his hand on his pants while using the other to eat the treat that you so kindly baked for him. (the pastry was cold and made of tart green apples which he's hated since he was a lad.)
and now, with your head resting on his padded shoulder, dozing off. his tongue is tied in a knot and there's a lump in his throat because no one's ever really dared to be so forward with him. not only is he a walking pussy deterrent— what with his height and creepy, blank stare— but he's also a colonel; your superior. he can only have him under you in one way and that's under his command. so he makes his choice. once the helo lands back at base, könig taps the side of your helmet with his finger and mutedly asks you to meet him in his office.
"i am flattered, ja? but you must cease this behavior."
"sir?"
he clenches his jaw, crooked teeth gnashing together in determination. he won't let your pretty, round face deter him from his duty to his country, the team, nor you. it simply wouldn't be fair. he's your leader so it's up to him to put a stop to this. könig refuses to acknowledge the look of disappointment on your face. (delusional. you look confused because you literally have no idea what he's talking about.)
"the food—"
"you didn't like it? the apfel strudel?" he chokes on his spit when you say it and turns around to pound at his chest. he doesn't hear how you had told fender to not order that dessert. 'just because it's austrian doesn't mean the colonel will like it.'
he's fortunate to have such a tall backrest on his office chair because his cock is already at half-mast and your dulcet voice reverberating off the plain walls of his small office is doing him no favors. könig stands directly behind it and dismisses you with a wave of his hand and a hoarse command.
how tantalizing you are, so bold to be showcasing your talent in home economics just like a frigatebird puffing its chest out to attract a mate. his grip on the chair tightens, the leather protesting with a soft creak.
it's just a crush. time will erode these frail sentiments you've come to have for him (for him! an old, ugly man whose virginity has practically grown back since the last time he slept with someone was a paid sex worker years ago) and so he'll just ignore them.
(he doesn't. he fucks his pillow every night— jaw trembling and saliva pooling— thinking it's you taking him instead and confuses your s/o as a relative.)
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A/N: as usual, just popping on here to say thanks for your continued support <3
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A few drunk texts was one thing. But after a few days it turned to phone calls from a blocked number. Charlotte was more perplexed than anything, why would Ben keep trying to call her? He had made it clear that afternoon in the airport, he wanted nothing more to do with her. Unless she was just the victim of some telemarketing scam...
The tour had taken the two bands to Brighton, a lively and quaint beach town that broke the mold of what a small town in the UK could look like. There were buildings of multi-rainbow colours and a boardwalk and carnival. Their hotel was even right across from the water, and Charlotte and Kimberly had a stunning view of the ocean from their window.
Luke had picked it off first: something was off with Charlotte. Every time her phone even buzzed with a notification she went a shade whiter. He put it aside at first, thinking it was just her mom driving her crazy. He too had seen Penelope flip her shit and it could be considered legendary. However, when the tour reached Vienna and it kept happening, he knew something wasn't right.
The management team had rented two buses for the cross-country trip, packed with hours of sleeping, video games, and a few hours to wander around Vienna and take in the almost renaissance-esque beauty.
In the middle of the city, looming over the town with a watchful presence was St. Stephen's Cathedral. Gothic and romanesque, it had captured Charlotte's attention; every tile and stone brick withered from the elements of time and now withstanding its greatest feat yet: restoration. The ladders and scaffolding couldn't even take away from the architecture's haunting magnificence.
Luke licked his fingers from the apple strudel he was currently enjoying; the others were still scanning the delectable treats at the bakery one block over from the cathedral. Harry still kept Charlotte well within his sights, knowing Terryn would give him an earful should anything happen to the young singer. Luke had another strudel wrapped and tucked in his elbow for Charlotte, still warm from the oven.
He cleared his throat as he approached her from behind, she smiled at him, "Beauty, ain't it?"
She grinned, "Like the Evil Queen's castle from Snow White,"
"This whole town could star in a Disney film," he marveled, "Like you never left the renaissance,"
"Minus the lead makeup, plagues, and lice infestations," she said. Luke was just bringing his strudel back for another bite when she mentioned those awful nesting bugs, and he paused, dismayed.
Charlotte glanced at the pastry, its heavenly scent of cinnamon and baked apples wafting up her nose, "Did I put you off?"
"Nonsense," Luke shook his head and handed her the fresh strudel, "For you,"
"Aren't you sweet," she grinned at him, her smile broadening when she noticed the apple compote under his lip, "You got a little..."
"Oh," he wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his jacket, much to Charlotte's dismay, but she said nothing, "Thanks,"
"OI! YOU TWO!" they both turned when they heard Ashton's echoing shout, "You're gonna' get left behind!"
"They'd probably prefer it," Michael snickered, "Finally going on a date,"
"Oh, knock it off, Michael," Kimberly elbowed him.
They quickly caught up with their friends and spent the rest of the afternoon wandering around the imperial city. Afterwards, having had lunch at a small little restaurant -- and Chloe picked up a Viennese cookbook that was all written in Austrian -- they retired to their hotel for a small rest before the show.
However, Charlotte and Luke weren't sleeping much. He resided on the couch of his room, sprawled out and trying to listen in to Charlotte's conversation in the bedroom. She had been on the phone for over an hour and some, he could see the shadow of her feet pacing back and forth under the door.
Soon enough, Luke's curiosity got the better of him. He stealthily sneaked up to the door and pressed his ear to the wood, trying to garner a listen. However, just as he was comfortable, the door suddenly swung open and he tumbled forward, narrowly missing and crashing into Charlotte.
Needless to say, Charlotte was stunned as Luke hit the floor, "Luke, I know I'll regret asking," she huffed, "But what are you doing?"
Luke looked up at her sheepishly, pushing to sit on his knees, "Just checking on you," he replied.
Charlotte rolled her eyes and helped him up, pushing him back into the living room, "Grab your phone. I just changed my number,"
"Really?" Luke though didn't seem so surprised, "How come?"
"Because my ex has been phone stalking me for the last two weeks, forcing me to undergo the very tedious task of contacting everyone I know and giving them my new number," she replied, falling to sit on the couch.
At least that explained some things, Luke thought. He took a seat beside her, "What the fuck does he want from you?"
"I don't know, I haven't answered," Charlotte replied, "I mean -- do you think he's sorry, maybe? Maybe he wants me back?"
Just the thought alone, thinking that Ben would want to get his slimy hands on Charlotte again made his blood boil.
"Absolutely not!" he suddenly exclaimed, much to Charlotte's surprise, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell. But you can't go back to him! He sees how well you're doing without him and he wants in on the action. That must be why he's calling you,"
Charlotte shook her head, trying not to be hurt by his words, "I never said I wanted him back," she assured him, and he settled down, "I'm a little curious though, obviously it's not all drunk texts and calls,"
"Well, fuck him," Luke grumbled, "He had his chance, he blew it in the most unprofessional way possible, and if he thinks you're just gonna' come running back to him with one phone call, there's a special place in hell for --"
"Luke," she grabbed his hands to shut him up, "I don't want Ben back. I'm happy, and I have no time for his bullshit. Besides, I have to worry more about you guys,"
"Why do you have to worry about us?" he asked.
"For the day you guys push the security just a little too far," she replied, "Give Rob the chance, he'll tuck the four of you into the nearest dumpster,"
Luke smirked at the mention of the usually grumpy security guard, "He'd throw in a skunk just for good measure," he chuckled, going to his jacket to find his phone, "I didn't mean to get so upset, but just the thought of that guy -- I mean, I watched him fuck you 'round for three whole years!"
"You watched him fuck me 'round for one and a half," Charlotte corrected.
"Whatever," he shrugged, "The point is I saw you at your lowest too many times with him, and I never wanna' see you like that again. You deserve better,"
Charlotte's jaw clenched, that familiar agony riddling through her veins and she was angry once again. However, it was anger stemming from jealousy and greed. The words he was saying to her were words she just wanted to scream at him, tell him that Melody was no good for him.
"So do you," she said suddenly. Luke glanced up from his bag, hands still stuffed deep in the mess of collected trash and knick knacks and his face seemingly paling.
"W-What?" he stammered.
Charlotte stood up slowly, "I think you deserve much better than Melody. She's an awful person, and you ask anybody they'll tell you just as much. She makes you cry and cuts you down and all of your friends! No person in their right mind is so fucking cruel!
"Charlotte --"
"You should be with me instead!" she said suddenly, unable to stop the word vomit, "I could be so much better to you than she ever could,"
Luke stood up straight, unmoving, and he didn't say a word. He just stared at Charlotte -- through her -- perplexed and notably upset by her words. However, Charlotte heard a sudden loud snapping noise, right next to her ear.
"Hey, where'd you go?" Charlotte was sitting back on the couch. Luke was standing over her, his fingers snapping next to her face.
"Huh?" she'd zoned out. And snapped out of it in an instant; like hell she'd be brave enough to actually confess how she felt. Even though the truth was what Luke needed to hear more than anything.
"I said because Ben's an impotent dipshit, he's calling you 'cause he can't find no girls in New York who'd put up with a limp noodle like you did," Luke huffed.
Charlotte grimaced, "God, have you been taking lessons from Chloe?"
"I'm just saying, I could list hundreds of selfish reasons as to why the fucker's calling you," he replied.
"And as I told you before, I'm not picking it up," she promised him, " -- and for the record it wasn't limp all the time, it just... it was okay,"
Luke flopped down next to her, phone in his hand, "Shorty, don't lie to me. It's embarrassing,"
Charlotte glowered at him, "Like you have anything to brag about, Casanova," she grabbed his phone and started to change her contact.
"Well, I'd be happy to oblige ya, but I don't kiss and tell," he smirked back.
Charlotte elbowed his ribs, "Like I'd wanna' know," Luke's response was to shift and lie down, his head fell perfectly in her lap, "Nuisance,"
"But you still love me, right?" he grinned up at her. She rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, I still love you,"
♛♛♛
Kimberly rubbed what little sleep was left from her eyes, not looking forward to running through the exact same list of songs they'd played over and over again for the last year, just for an empty arena. She understood why soundcheck was so important, but sometimes it became truly tedious.
She gingerly sipped at her tea, not registering the heavy pattering of footsteps that were rapidly catching up to her from behind.
"Lookout, Kim!" Chloe suddenly went whizzing past the sleepy bassist. And then Charlotte ran past. Kimberly stood on the spot, perplexed as her friends charged into the rain. And then Ashton and Luke came running past, hot on the girls' tail.
"Make way! Stop those thieves!" Ashton cried.
"Sorry, Kim!" and they ran into the rain as well, with Luke careful not to spill his own cup of tea (because running with hot liquids isn't dangerous at all). Kimberly just shook her head and took another sip of her tea.
"Kids today..."
With Ashton's drumsticks clutched in her sweater, Chloe ducked into the oncoming downpour, sure to clear up by the time the concert would begin. Charlotte was right behind her, both of them clamouring to get on the bus and lock the door before the guys could reach them. Don't ask why Chloe stole the drumsticks, and don't ask why Ashton forgot he had another pair in his bag. It was purely all for fun.
"Close the door! Close the door!" Chloe urged as they jumped into the bus. Charlotte pulled the lever that closed the bus doors, effectively trapping the guys in the rain. Luke tried to seek shelter under the side mirror, while Ashton pressed his face to the glass in a dismorphed pout.
"Let us in! Before they kill us!" he exclaimed dramatically.
"Come on guys! My hair!" Luke piped in.
"You have constant helmet head, Hemorrhoid!" Chloe shouted back.
"Fuck you, Mayflower!"
Charlotte was amused, nonetheless, but she wasn't heartless enough to let the guys stand in the rain until the bus driver would finally arrive, "Come on, Chlo. Give him his sticks back,"
Chloe shook her head, "Not until he admits who the better drummer is!" she replied defiantly.
Charlotte shrugged and turned to the dampening boys, "Ball's in your court, Ash,"
Luke smacked the stubborn boy's arm, clutching his hot tea to his chest as a means to stay warm, "C'mon mate! It's freezing!"
"Alright!" Ash huffed, "Chloe Mayfair's the best fucking drummer in the world since Travis Barker! Now let us in!"
Chloe's face twisted into thought, only long enough to draw out the agony. She then nodded to Charlotte, "Alright, let them in,"
Charlotte pulled the lever again and the bus doors sprang open, and the guys dashed inside. Ashton immediately snatched back his drumsticks from the smug Chloe. They both shook their hair out like dogs, effectively getting blowback on the girls.
"Oh, gross!" Chloe cried, "Sweaty dude hair!"
"It's not sweat!" Luke chided, "Somebody locked us in the rain,"
"Don't look at me!" Chloe replied, "Your girlfriend did it!" Charlotte rolled her eyes.
"Because she was under your evil influence!" Ashton scolded back.
"Yeah, Charlotte would never intentionally lock us in the rain!" Luke added.
"Oh, wouldn't I?" Charlotte replied coyly, reaching up to ruffle his damp hair. Instead, Luke grabbed her and shook his head again, cold water droplets falling over her and a cold burn splattered over her skin.
"Ah! Get off!" she whined, trying to push him away. Chloe meanwhile glanced at Ashton and pulled a gagging face. Ashton shook his head, the smile on Luke's face brighter than he'd seen in weeks. It was a sweet yet frustrating thing to watch.
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Charlotte sat in the makeup chair, half of her long brown locks tied up while Kimberly put in loose curls with the iron. She scrolled aimlessly through her Instagram, half paying attention to the somewhat curious conversation Maria and Chloe were discussing about pop tarts.
"It's a stuffed pocket that you serve hot, and you can eat it with a fork," Chloe argued.
"No person in their right mind would actually consider a pop tart to be a ravioli," Maria replied strongly.
"It can be considered as a dessert ravioli," Chloe said, waving her hands frantically.
Maria scowled at her, "You say that to any Italian, they'll bop you over the head with your own drumsticks,"
Chloe huffed and looked over to Kimberly, who was sat next to Charlotte as she was applying her eyeliner, "Kimberly, weigh in here: can pop tarts be considered ravioli?"
Kimberly closed her perfectly smokey eyes, dreading the moment when she would be inevitably dragged into a pointless debate. Without a word, she set the iron down gently and turned to Chloe slowly.
"A Pop-Tart is a hand-held pie," she explained slowly and calmly, much to Charlotte's amusement, "An overly sugary, artificially flavoured, trans-fat-filled pastry made with a biscuit dough and stuffed with fake sugary fillings. You can either bake it, toast it, or fry it. Raviolis are savoury and filled with either meat or cheese, then boiled. So the answer to your question is a resounding and unmoving no,"
And with that, Kimberly took a show-stopping seat in the chair. Charlotte and Maria clapped for her, leaving Chloe pouting like a baby.
"Nuff said," Charlotte smirked.
"Fine," Chloe huffed, charging for the mini fridge, "But you still can't convince me that a hot dog is a sandwich,"
"I'm not going to listen to somebody who bought a cookbook written entirely in Viennese," Maria replied.
Charlotte and Kimberly rolled their eyes, glancing at each other with knowing grins as the next debate took its course.
"So I made a stupid mistake. It must be Tuesday," Chloe continued to argue her point until she pulled open the mini fridge door, but instead of reaching for the can of beer she craved, she was gobsmacked when she came face-to-face with a wall of blue.
"Uh -- girls?" she called with uncertainty.
"What is it?" Kimberly asked, not paying attention as she applied her mascara.
"C'mere for a minute?" she asked, "I think you all need to see the fridge,"
Charlotte's interest was peaked, "What's wrong with the fridge?" she asked, trying to get a glimpse in the mirror.
Maria went to investigate. She figured maybe the guys had come in and taken a few cans of drinks, or maybe there was a small leak? It was a cheap little fridge they traveled with after all, she wouldn't have been surprised if it sustained a few bruises. Instead, what she found was beyond anything she could've imagined. Blue jello; the entire fridge was filled in a block of cool, jiggly blue jello.
"Okay, what the actual fuck?" she gasped.
Kimberly and Charlotte then went to see, "What is that?" Kimberly asked.
"It's jello!" Charlotte exclaimed, partly surprised, partly impressed. This had 5sos written all over it, and she had to give the guys their props for being so creative -- and patient.
Chloe stood up straight, cross, "Is this their payback for the toilet bowl thing?" she asked, "And why did they wait two months to come up with it?"
"Gotta' give 'em credit, though," Kimberly shrugged, "We never would've thought of that,"
"Why'd they have to pack the drinks in there, though?" Maria asked, gawking at the cans of soda and beer frozen in the jello.
"Well, what do we do with it?" Charlotte looked around, "You guys hungry?"
"I don't like jello," Kimberly pouted.
Maria checked the time on her phone, "We got an hour," she replied, "Grab some garbage bags from maintenance and let's start scooping,"
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My bubbe is Swiss and one of the best bakers I know. My childhood memories are filled with visions of her glazed schnecken (Swiss buns like rugelach), her rich babkas and her waehes, which are seasonal Swiss fruit tarts. When I first started baking, I knew I wanted to recreate those recipes from my childhood. But no matter what I did, and how many times I called her for advice and instruction, they never came out quite the same.
One year when she was visiting from Switzerland, I decided I’d make strudel to try and impress her. I should have known I was setting myself up for failure right then. Strudel, a traditional Austrian pastry filled with apples and raisins that become popular in Eastern European Jewish communities, is made with a notoriously finicky dough similar to phyllo. It needs to be rolled out very thinly, and it’s commonly considered best left to experienced European grandmothers. Well, an experienced European grandmother I am not, and when I started researching recipes, I got intimidated and decided to instead make something closer to a Danish than a strudel — just as delicious, and far easier, right? Needless to say, my grandmother was not impressed.
“This isn’t strudel, Chaya,” she informed me after a glance at the pretty plaited Danish I’d made. “I’ll have to teach you how to make it.”
I knew she was right. And when my grandmother went back to Switzerland, I decided I’d have to learn how to make it myself. I finally did — and guess what? It’s not at all as hard as it sounds. The apple filling’s as easy as pie (no, but really), the traditional breadcrumbs are simply toasted in butter, and the dough has five ingredients and comes together by hand. Stretching it out to get it paper-thin can be tricky — but do your best, be gentle, and if the dough rips, just patch it together by hand. It might take you one or two times to perfect it, but even imperfect strudel is still strudel, and there’s nothing a spoonful of schlag (whipped cream) or a scoop of vanilla ice cream can’t fix.
This strudel is insanely flaky, completely authentic and best of all, I know it will finally satisfy even my bubbe.
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DATE NUMBER 24 - Hallstatt, Austria.
Winning Bid: @konstantinvorshevsky with £35,000.
Total Bids: 9.
"Austria. Visit the lakeside alpine village of Hallstatt in the Alps and enjoy a picnic lunch via boat ride. Attend an Austrian Apple Strudel Cooking Class in the afternoon before venturing to Salzburg to tour Hohensalzburg Fortress. Dine at the restaurant atop and attend a night-time concert there while taking in the balcony view of the historic town of Salzach below, including the river and mountains."
Partner: @eleanorxshipley
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OK SO it's an Italian restaurant in a tiny Austrian town. The owner speaks English with a heavy Austrian accent, and it's him and like 2 other people, but he's the only one that waits too.
1. The reviews were fucking wild, one said the owner was handsome and that they'd let him fuck their wife??
2. We came here the first day we were here, and he didn't have desserts but said he would later. So we come back today (9 days later) and remembered that we wanted desserts.
3. He has a speaker that was playing Spanish music, but when he realized we were the only guests and asked where we were from. We said Denmark, and he put on a playlist of danish music. We don't recognize the song, and he says it's a danish folk song. Then the singing starts AND IT'S THE DANISH EQUIVALENT OF LIKE A CHILDREN'S SONG. YOU SING THIS ON THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL BEFORE THE FALL BREAK, IT'S A FUCKING HARVEST SONG.
4. When giving us our drinks, there was a beer too many, and he said "oh that's my beer," said cheers with us and started drinking it as he walked back.
5. When getting dessert, all he had was Apple strudel and ice cream. I do not like apple strudel, so I asked for ice cream. He has it in a freezer, so he asked me to follow him to the kitchen so I could pick flavors. He had chocolate, cookie, vanilla, mango and raspberry. I asked for cookie, raspberry and chocolate and he was like "don't you want all five??" and I said no then he was "no no it's fine, I'll pay. You'll get one scoop of each flavor". The ice cream was good though, won't complain.
6. Violently friendly. My brothers were all impressed that he was so so friendly and talkative.
7. We ate on the restaurant terrace and there's a GORGEOUS view of the mountain. Looking at the mountains makes the food like 10x better.
8. Food was divine though, it was the best food I've had in forever.
WHAT
not only that but. the fucking danish children’s song on the speakers?????
the restaurant ever.
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A Taste of Germany
For a complete change of pace, we took the train 2 1/2 hours north to Bolzano. Bolzano is a town in South Tyrol. Though Italian, it was like entering a Swiss or German village. Street signs are in both Italian and German. The language on the street is German. The food is definitely German, or maybe Austrian ( it’s a distinction beyond me. ). It’s “Tyrollean village” cute and the Dolomites provide an amazing backdrop.
German food is not my favorite but we dutifully tried the local specialties: canederli, which are dumplings made from bread and speck (Paul); schlutzkrapfen, which are mezzelune pasta, in this case filled with spinach and Graukase, a local grey cheese (me). Paul also tried the goulash and I tasted some ox with a lingonberry sauce. All of this was good but I won’t be moving to South Tyrol for the food.
But, I could move here for the scenery. We hiked two different trails during our two days here, and both were beautiful.
The town is surrounded by The Dolomites.
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View from our first, shorter hike with less altitude but…
…nice views back to Bolzano.
Today, we got up high.
The trail climbed through vineyards.
There were also nice views of the town and the whole valley.
When we got back to town, we treated ourselves to sandwiches and another local specialty…
Apple Strudel. Fabulous.
We also stopped at the Archeological Museum to meet Otzi. Otzi is a mummified man, over 5000 years old which was found frozen in the ice in the mountains above Balzano. This handsome version is a scientific recreation of what he might have looked like back in the Copper Age.
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In the vast expanse of the galaxy, far beyond the reaches of human civilization, there existed a planet known only by its code: Porcina-IV. This peculiar world was inhabited by an intelligent species of space-faring pigs, who had long mastered the arts of interstellar travel and advanced astrophysics, all while retaining their adorable, rosy-cheeked appearance.
The pigs of Porcina-IV were not just explorers; they were also avid lovers of music, particularly a genre they had synthesized from human culture: Melodic Death Metal. They found the intense rhythms and melodic undertones to be the perfect soundtrack for their cosmic journeys.
Among these pigs was Captain Oinkarius, the bravest and most renowned astronaut-pig of his time. Oinkarius and his crew of five intrepid piglets were aboard the Star Swine, a ship powered by neutron stars and equipped with amplifiers that could shake the moons of Jupiter. They were on a mission to explore the Asteroid Belt of Andromedia, a dangerous and uncharted region rumored to contain the lost chords—mysterious musical frequencies said to hold the power to control the universe.
As they approached the asteroid belt, the cosmic rays intensified, and so did their music. The ship’s metal band, "Porkalypse Now," played a symphony of thundering drums and shredding guitars, their sound waves pulsating through the vacuum of space, repelling the smaller asteroids that threatened their ship.
But the journey was not just a quest for survival; it was also a search for inspiration. Captain Oinkarius believed that the lost chords were hidden in the core of the largest asteroid, known as the Behemoth. According to legend, these chords were so powerful that they could alter gravitational fields and bend time itself.
After navigating through fields of spinning rocks and icy comets, the Star Swine finally reached the Behemoth. The crew donned their space suits, each adorned with their favorite band logos and spikes, and ventured onto the asteroid’s surface. With each step, their boots kicked up stardust, leaving a shimmering trail behind them.
As they approached the core, their instruments started to resonate with the energy of the asteroid. The sound was overwhelming, a perfect blend of aggressive power and melodic depth—the essence of Melodic Death Metal. Captain Oinkarius, holding his trusty electric guitar, strummed a chord that resonated with the core’s frequency, and suddenly, the asteroid began to vibrate.
The vibration unleashed a burst of colorful energy, revealing the lost chords, embedded in the rock like glowing runes. Oinkarius played them on his guitar, and as he did, the energy surged through the Star Swine’s amplifiers, broadcasting the melody across the galaxy.
The music had a profound effect: hostile alien species paused their conflicts, mesmerized by the melody; distant stars pulsed in rhythm, creating a cosmic light show. The pigs had not only found the lost chords but had also spread harmony across the galaxy.
Captain Oinkarius and his crew returned to Porcina-IV as heroes. They had ventured into the unknown and returned with a gift for all the universe—the power of music, a power that even in the deepest darkness of space, could bring light. And so, the pigs continued to explore the cosmos, their ships always blaring their distinctive, melodic metal, a reminder of their journey and the universal language of music.
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Relish The Flavors Of Italy: Simple And Tasty Italian Recipes To Try
There is actually a varied and also savory variety of foods readily available in Italy, a nation understood for its abundant cooking heritages. From the northerly location of Friuli to the southerly island of Sardinia, each area flaunts its personal unique flavors and specialties. Allow's plunge into a cooking experience with Italy along with some easy as well as delectable recipes like sardinian Italian that you can taste in the house.
Listing Of Tasty Italian Recipes
Sardinian Italian Sandwiches: Pane di Matera Dish
Our experience begins in Sardinia, an isle in the Mediterranean understood for its own remarkable landscapes and also every bit as outstanding cuisine. One iconic meal is actually the Sardinian Italian sandwich, created along with the popular Matera bread. The Glass di Matera recipe, originating from the ancient city of Matera, makes a rustic and also tasty bread that completely goes well with several fillings. Whether you choose prosciutto, mozzarella, or a mix of fresh veggies, these sandwiches are actually a delightful taste of Sardinian legitimacy.
Pizzerias in Naples: Veal Milanese
Naples, the birth place of pizza, has more to supply than simply its own renowned cakes. Veal Milanese, a timeless food from the Lombardy area, is a fascinating deviation from the normal pizza meals. The tender veal cutlet is breaded and pan-fried to gold perfectness. Served along with a squeeze of lemon, Veal Milanese is a mouthwatering option to the traditional pizzeria adventure in Naples. PizzaCappuccino is the most ideal internet site where you can locate matera bread recipe.
Linguine along with Shrimp Recipe: A Coastal Delight
Move to the seaside regions of Italy, and also you'll encounter the best sea food recipes. Attempt your hand at a Linguine with Shrimp dish, a food that catches the essence of Italian seaside eating. The al dente linguine flawlessly complements succulent shrimp, developing an enlightening marital relationship of tastes. This food is not merely quick and easy to create however likewise a crowd-pleaser for any Italian food lover.
Italian Rice Balls: Arancini with a Twist
Carrying on to the heart of Sicily, delight in the tastes of arancini, Italian rice balls. These crunchy thrills may be actually tailored with various dental fillings, like ragu, mozzarella, or even peas. Elevate the take in by making an effort the rice rounds in Italian design, combining regional active ingredients for a special twist on this loved standard.
Apple Strudel Recipes: A Sweet Finishing from Trentino-Alto Adige
No Italian food is actually complete without a pleasant reward, and the apple strudel from the north area of Trentino-Alto Adige is a best finale. This fascinating treat, determined due to the Austrian cooking custom, includes thin layers of delicacy enveloping a sweet and also spiced apple filling. Offer it cozy with a dollop of mascarpone lotion for an authentic flavor of Italy.
Frico Friulano: A Cheese Fan's Delight
Our cooking experience takes us to the northeastern region of Friuli, where Frico Friulano takes the spotlight. This dish is a scrumptious satisfy created along with Montasio cheese, producing a crunchy as well as cheesy compound that is going to fulfill any cheese fanatic's cravings. Couple it with a glass of a glass of wine for an authentic Italian expertise.
In conclusion, with these very easy and also scrumptious Italian recipe, you may bring the assorted and also exquisite tastes of Italy to your table. Whether you reside in the mood for Sardinian club sandwiches, seaside linguine along with shrimp, or a sweet apple strudel, these recipes offer a taste of Italy's flavorful cooking heritage. So, don your apron, acquire your ingredients, as well as appreciate the genuine tastes of Italy in the comfort of your own home.
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Appreciate The Flavors Of Italy: Simple As Well As Scrumptious Italian Recipes To Try
There is a varied and also appetizing selection of cuisines offered in Italy, a nation known for its own rich cooking customs. From the northern area of Friuli to the southerly isle of Sardinia, each location includes its personal one-of-a-kind flavors and also specialties. Let's start a cooking trip through Italy with some very easy as well as great tasting dishes like pasta incaciata that you may taste in the home.
Checklist Of Great Tasting Italian Recipes
Sardinian Italian Sandwiches: Pane di Matera Recipe
Our adventure begins in Sardinia, an island in the Mediterranean recognized for its own remarkable yards and also just as outstanding dishes. One well-known meal is the Sardinian Italian club sandwich, created along with the popular Matera bread. The Glass di Matera recipe, coming from the old area of Matera, produces a rustic and also flavorful breadstuff that completely complements different fillings. Whether you select prosciutto, mozzarella, or even a combo of fresh veggies, these club sandwiches are a wonderful flavor of Sardinian credibility.
Restaurants in Naples: Veal Milanese
Naples, the birth place of pizza, possesses more to provide than simply its famous pies. Veal Milanese, a classic food from the Lombardy region, is a delightful inconsistency from the common pizza meals. The tender veal cutlet is actually breaded and also pan-fried to golden perfectness. Offered along with a capture of lemon, Veal Milanese is actually a savory substitute to the regular pizzeria adventure in Naples. PizzaCappuccino is the absolute best web site where you may locate pasta incaciata.
Linguine with Shrimp Recipe: A Coastal Joy
Move to the coastal locations of Italy, and also you'll come across the freshest fish and shellfish meals. Try your palm at a Linguine with Shrimp recipe, a recipe that catches the spirit of Italian seaside dining. The al dente linguine completely enhances succulent shrimp, developing a beneficial marital relationship of tastes. This meal is not merely easy to create yet also a crowd-pleaser for any type of Italian meals lover.
Italian Rice Balls: Arancini along with a Twist
Going on to the soul of Sicily, delight in the flavors of arancini, Italian rice spheres. These crispy pleases may be customized along with several fillings, including ragu, mozzarella, or even greens. Elevate the experience through making an effort the rice spheres in Italian style, integrating regional components for a special spin on this loved standard.
Apple Strudel Recipes: A Sugary Food Ending from Trentino-Alto Adige
No Italian dish is full without a delightful reward, as well as the apple strudel from the northern area of Trentino-Alto Adige is actually a perfect ending. This delightful pudding, determined due to the Austrian culinary heritage, features slim layers of pastry enveloping a wonderful and spiced apple dental filling. Serve it warm along with a glob of mascarpone hanker an authentic flavor of Italy.
Frico Friulano: A Cheese Lover's Pleasure
Our cooking experience takes our team to the northeastern area of Friuli, where Frico Friulano swipes the limelight. This dish is actually a full-flavored pleasure created with Montasio cheese, generating a crunchy as well as goofy mixture that is going to delight any type of cheese enthusiast's cravings. Couple it with a glass of wine for a real Italian adventure.
In conclusion, with these effortless and delectable Italian dish, you can easily carry the unique and also elegant flavors of Italy to your table. Whether you reside in the mood for Sardinian club sandwiches, seaside linguine with shrimp, or a sweet apple strudel, these recipes deliver a flavor of Italy's rich cooking heritage. Therefore, don your attire, compile your active ingredients, and also relish the genuine flavors of Italy in the convenience of your personal home.
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Exploring Tyroladis: A Haven for Winter Enthusiasts in Serfaus-Fiss-Ladis
Introduction:
Nestled in the heart of the Austrian Alps, Tyroladis is a hidden gem that beckons winter enthusiasts from around the world. Boasting the breathtaking landscapes of Serfaus-Fiss-Ladis, this alpine paradise is renowned for its pristine slopes, charming villages, and an array of accommodation options. In this blog, we will delve into the captivating allure of Tyroladis, focusing on the enchanting trio of Serfaus, Fiss, and Ladis, while highlighting the diverse accommodation choices, from holiday apartments to cozy chalets.
Skiing Paradise and Winter Wonderland:
Serfaus-Fiss-Ladis is a renowned skiing destination that seamlessly blends tradition with modernity. With a vast network of ski slopes catering to all skill levels, it has earned a reputation as a skiing paradise. The region boasts state-of-the-art lifts, well-groomed pistes, and breathtaking panoramic views of the snow-covered peaks.
Prices and Packages:
For those planning a winter getaway to Tyroladis, understanding the pricing structure is essential. The area offers a range of lift pass options, including day passes and multi-day packages. Prices vary based on factors such as the duration of the stay, age groups, and the time of the season. Early booking often comes with attractive discounts, making it prudent to plan ahead and secure the best deals.
Accommodation in Serfaus-Fiss-Ladis:
Serfaus, Fiss, and Ladis collectively offer a diverse array of accommodation options to suit every taste and budget. Whether you prefer the charm of a traditional alpine chalet or the convenience of a modern holiday apartment, Tyroladis has it all.
Holiday Apartments in Serfaus-Fiss-Ladis:
Holiday apartments are a popular choice for those seeking a home-away-from-home experience. Serfaus-Fiss-Ladis boasts a range of well-appointed holiday apartments that provide guests with the freedom to create their own itinerary. These apartments are equipped with modern amenities, ensuring a comfortable stay for families, groups, or solo travelers.
Chalet Charm in the Austrian Alps:
For a more intimate and traditional experience, consider staying in a chalet in Serfaus-Fiss-Ladis. These charming alpine retreats exude warmth and character, offering a perfect blend of rustic charm and modern comfort. Many chalets come complete with wood-burning fireplaces, panoramic mountain views, and easy access to the ski slopes, providing an unforgettable winter retreat.
Local Flavors and Culinary Delights:
Beyond the slopes, Serfaus-Fiss-Ladis captivates visitors with its culinary delights. The villages are dotted with cozy mountain huts and traditional restaurants serving up hearty Tyrolean dishes. Indulge in local specialties such as käsespätzle (cheese noodles), tiroler gröstl (pan-fried potatoes with meat), and apfelstrudel (apple strudel) after a day of exhilarating skiing.
Après-Ski Activities:
Tyroladis is not just about skiing; it offers a plethora of après-ski activities for those looking to unwind and embrace the winter wonderland. From ice skating on frozen lakes to horse-drawn carriage rides through snow-covered landscapes, there is no shortage of off-piste adventures awaiting visitors.
Conclusion:
Tyroladis, with its captivating trio of Serfaus, Fiss, and Ladis, stands as a testament to the unparalleled beauty and adventure that the Austrian Alps have to offer. Whether you choose to carve down the pristine slopes, relax in a cozy holiday apartment, or immerse yourself in the charm of an alpine chalet, Serfaus-Fiss-Ladis has something for everyone. As winter enthusiasts and nature lovers alike descend upon this enchanting destination, Tyroladis continues to weave its magic, leaving an indelible mark on those fortunate enough to experience its snowy embrace.
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