
Bigos
Not much to write here. Bigos is bigos. Everyone more or less knows what it’s about. But this particular bigos came over…
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Not much to write here. Bigos is bigos. Everyone more or less knows what it’s about. But this particular bigos came over…
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I’ve been away for a long time because I was somewhere else. Where? On Facebook, of course 🙂 You probably saw on…
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I need to pull myself together: this is supposed to be Primitive Kitchen, yet I’m serving duck (for example, duck with porcini…
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Here’s an idea for using up a pumpkin that happened to end up here and wasn’t exactly rushing into the pot. In…
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What is this oddity doing here? Well, it is not that odd really; only the name is strange. Don’t be fooled: it…
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I somehow got a craving for potatoes today. I don’t really know what to write about them, except that, as usual, they…
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Ninka is going through a pizza phase at the moment. Her favourite, of course, and the only proper one as far as…
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Nothing special, really: just a ridiculously simple way to revive an old, or rather dried-out, baguette. You bought a baguette, it sat…
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Today’s post is very unusual. I didn’t cook the dish (I only ate it), and the photos come from two sources (my…
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No beating about the bush, no bluffing. Today I made a perfect dinner. Within my abilities, of course 🙂 It was my…
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