Next week, it will be 18 years since I immigrated to the United States from Germany. I have fully settled into a new life, with an American husband, children, and passport. Meanwhile I still feel very much connected to my German self by the language in which I do most of my work, and the food I cook and grow in my garden. Continue reading
Springerle, the edible gems
From our daily bread to the marzipan-covered wedding cake I made for my cousin based on Henriette Davidis’ 19th-century cookbook (which took me three days), there aren’t many things I have not tried in German baking. Springerle is one of them. Continue reading
Finding German food through love
The story of Michelle and Bill is the reverse of the saying, “The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.” Through Michelle, Bill not only discovered German food and learned to love it. He also got into making it himself. And by making I do not mean cooking. In his free time, Bill, a police officer, brews beer, cures meats, makes bratwurst, sauerkraut and more. Continue reading


