Usually I am not a big meat eater but every year when it feels, smells and looks like autumn, I get very hungry for game meat, called “Wild” in German. Continue reading
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Food bond
Saying that I was nervous when I first set foot in my parents-in-law’s house the day before Thanksgiving in 2000 would be an understatement. Not only was I aware that the family of the man I was dating was Jewish. Continue reading
Cooking-with-a-Hyphen
January 5 marked the 19th anniversary of my immigration to the United States. I chose America because of its diversity, because in America, except for native Americans, everyone is from somewhere else. Continue reading
Spoonfuls of Germany 