No recipe this time, just a heads-up. If you happen to be in Dubrovnik at the moment, or to be more precise, not just now, but rather any year at …

There it was, sitting on my kitchen counter – a bag chock full of tomatoes which I had no idea what to do with. Salads are fine, I love them, …

Full disclosure (no matter how shameful this statement may be): these are my first knedle. Like, ever. Like, never-even-tasted-them-let-alone-made-them-before ever. Now that I got that off my chest, I can …

  Hello, world. These are the words usually reserved for first posts. This one isn’t my first and hopefully, neither is it my last. Rather, this is the post that …

What’s in a name? In the case of this, so-called false soup from my Dubrovnik cookbook, apparently a bunch of lies. Because this vegetable soup is everything but false. However, since …

This one with the black bryony is going to be a hit among the foreigners, I said. Yeah, he said. We were both wrong. I was convinced that our chef’s …