My journey begins in Portugal in the fall of 2013. We stood in front of a beautiful red door in Lisbon when I realized that my life is about to change sometime very soon. A turning point always already lies ahead of us even though we might not see it, not realize that it’s about time again for a new step in life. Such moments feel somewhat strange, a bit odd and uncertain, yet at the same time the enxiety is so strong and powerful that it makes things appear in a completely different light all of a sudden. In a positive bright light. At least, this is how I feel.
The red door leads to „Quinoa“, a wonderful café in the heart of Lisbon, one of the most beautiful cities, I have ever visited. On the wall are two lines written in red letters:
cooking is not a service, my grandson“, she said.
cooking is a way of loving others“
When this wonderful quote from Mía Conto’s book „O Fio de Missangas“ was translated to me, I was reassured how much I loved my life and the people around me and how beautiful life was. And of course, I had no idea what kind of surprises would be waiting for me in the upcoming months.
One thing became clear though – it was about time to start sharing my cooking experiences from my small kitchen, where I create simple yet lovely dishes – mostly dinners. It was about time for my blog.
Now, I am looking forward to a new ‘delicious’ journey – together with you.