The other day, I received THIS in the mail –
No, not the pug. Or the Japanese girlfriend. Or the Japanese girlfriend’s Dalmatian slippers [note: no actual dalmatians were hurt in the manufacturing of said slippers]. I refer, of course, to the cookbook – a cookbook chock full o’ classic German recipes like gulasch, jagerschnitzel, apfelstrudel. It comes compliments of our friends, Alexander and Sarah, who, clearly, feel I’m not cooking enough Bavarian fare.
And so, today, I tried by hand at rosti. Well, let’s just say everything didn’t go according to my plan:
A few minor tweaks: less potato, more onions, more oil in the pan, longer boiling time for the potatoes, longer frying time for the rosti.
Meanwhile, Akemi attempted a new recipe of her own – with far better results:
Peanut butter dog cookies. Jelly was positively crazy about them – and I DO mean crazy: barking, pacing, hopping up and down on her front paws, gazing longingly up at the plate. Bubba and Lulu liked them just fine as well.
I’ll spare you all the non-football related rant I was considering for today’s entry. Instead, here’s video of Bubba hanging around the house: