We all have specific foods we eat when we want to be comforted, feel cozy and secure. Well, maybe you don't. I, however, do. If you know me, you already know what my one addiction is. It involves comfort liquid and tastes like Christmas.
At home, spaghetti is my best friend. It loves me, and I love it. We cultivate a harmonious relationship with each other. Now that I am in Germany, other foods have joined in the relationship and have become treasures to my palate.
Reibekuchen. Basically an insanely delicious potato pancake. Fat and greasy with crispy crunch on the outside and warm, grated potato on the inside. Most Germans eat them with apple sauce, but I'm a firm believer in the kraeutersosse (herb sauce). I get a fix sometimes at the Tuesday market in the town square. While I realized 2 is a limit you should stick to at one sitting, you cannot fail with hot, deep fried potatoes.
Feldsalat. I love vegetables. It worked nicely with a vegetarian diet. There are so many delicious lettuces to find at the market here, but my favorite is the feldsalat. Little, tender leaves that actually look like they were plucked from a field. I can combine anything with them (cranberries, nuts, tofu, tomatoes, mozzarella, beans, cauliflower, anything that is left in my fridge) and have a blissful time.
Maultaschen. I can't make these myself, but oh how I love Aldi for offering a cheap and delicious version. They are pockets of pasta with a mixture of pork and green-type veggies inside. Catholics used to eat them during lent because they felt the meat was concealed in the 'pocket'. I don't know if they managed to trick God, but I'm darn glad they tried.
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