Saturday, 21 October 2017

A Busy Saturday In Eisenberg.

Never a dull day.

It was one of those spooky mornings where the fog was thick and unrelenting. A morning where it was impossible to tell which way the weather would turn. Alas, not a day to do laundry as we still haven't converted our bathroom into a laundrette with stuff hanging and drying everywhere...but that blissful state will be with us for the next few months until April.

This morning took me to Hannersdorf for some extra lessons and driving there was not for the faint of heart. A triple whammy...thick fog, forest road with deer ahoof and fast oncoming traffic but I made it there safe and sound. After my lessons it was back to Eisenberg because today we were pressing the red wine. Three big vats of red wine maische, as this vintage is a fabulous and abundant one. Can't wait to drink it next year because honestly, the mere aromas wafting up at me were as divinely red wine-ish as one can get. 2018 will be a merry year!

The pressing had started just after nine and I couldn't get there before eleven. A change of shoes, a change of thought and on with the pressing. Pressing wine is a lot of work which essentially means heavy lifting and heavy twisting but it is so worthwhile as it usually is a family affair, a time to catch up, a time to laugh and a time to reminisce about my uncle who was part of our wine activities but who now is watching us ( and perhaps laughing at our antics ) from a celestial chair with a glass of wine in hand.

It is a privilege to be able to help make wine even if it is a lot of hard work. Everyone can appreciate a good glass of wine, but very few get a glimpse behind the scenes and a true understanding of how precious a bottle of wine really is...


Friday, 20 October 2017

Some Use It For Halloween, Some Only For Soups.

La pumpkin takes over.

Maybe it's because of the inclement cold weather or because of the bright colour, but for some odd reason I am in love with pumpkin soup. In fact, anything pumpkin is perfect.

All around our area one can see pumpkins growing but those are reared for the delicious pumpkin seed oil. The shops have a variety of pumpkins ranging from the bright orange hokkaido to the pale yellow of a butternut. All are well suited for soups.

Most of my generation is used to opening a packet and popping it into the microwave to heat up. Be it a stew, soup or even cake. Does anyone still use a microwave despite the health risks that are bound with using it? Oddly enough some even make scrambled eggs in it...! Ehem, the last time I've used a microwave was in the late 90's I think...

Recently, I've discovered that making soups is rather easy, in fact simple and all that it takes is a bit of patience. The vegetables have to be cooked and pumpkin does take a bit longer than zucchini. Of course my soups are homemade and not restaurant affairs and I often do a pot luck of sorts as long as there is an onion to start it off. I normally fry these and then throw in the roughly cut vegetables together with water and salt.

Eating a sturdy and thick soup is the best. Once a generous dash of cream, sour cream or butter ( preferably all three ) are melting into the soup, each spoonful transforms into candy for the soul.

Cold winter's days do almost make it necessary to make a pot of beef soup, the real sort with bones, meat and plenty of time. Once the meat falls apart on the spoon, you know you've made a great soup and the three hours it takes to make it are well worth it...