Cookies

Stir sugar, butter and syrup in a saucepan, stirring constantly until the butter is melted. Place all of the dry ingredients in a large bowl, and then add the warm mixture.

Stirring until all the ingredients are well blended. Roll out the dough as thin as possible. Cut out a gingerbread shape, place the cookies on foil-lined cookies sheets and bake until golden brown, about 5-7 min.

Be warned if your patience level is not very high this cookies might not be the best think to do, I m quite a calm person most of the time but this dough did definitely get some screaming at it, the problem is that the dough is sticky, so use a lot of flour when you roll it out. Another thing that can be good to point out is that these cookies are quite addictive, so it is very easy to eat a few to many. Which means that you will spend some time in the toilet.

If you are really into baking cookies I would recommend to have look at this lovely blogs:

http://www.lottieanddoof.com/2009/12/12-days-of-cookies-4-lottie-doof-101-cookbooks/

http://www.nordljus.co.uk/en/menu-for-hope-iii-amai-story

Sarcastic food anyone?

The other day I read that there is archaeological evidence that Homo erectus had barbecues at their campsites already 420.000 years ago. I do wonder when exactly it was that one of them went:

–Ugh, you half naked man why don’t you put this delicious green plant that I found into your roast chicken...

I guess that quite a bit of time passed before that occurred...

Today there are all sorts of labels on food ”Fast food”, “Slow food”, “Homemade food” and “Ecologic food” etc… “Tell me what you eat and I can tell you how you are”.


In this article they wrote that food reflects on people’s values. The question is, where do we get our values? From the commercials on TV convincing us that a meatball family recipe hasn’t changed for 80 years, or from the scientists that tells us every week about something new that will give us cancer, or do we get them from various religious texts?

“There are hot dog fillings which have more in common with meat than mere pinkness, whose lucky consumers don’t apply mustard because that would spoil the taste. Its just that people can be trained to prefer the other sort, and seek it out.” Terry Pratchett ‘The last continent” (p295)

So sarcastic food anyone?

The invasion of the food critics

Now in August Madrid is taken over by tourists and I often find myself observing them. It’s funny how much they (I am a tourist too every once on a while mind you) behave like cows, they like to travel in flocks and they are quite curious but easily scared.

In the metro the other day I overheard some loud speaking tourists as they discussed local food, and it went something like this: “the Serrano ham was too salty, the tapas too small, the wine too dry…” and so on. They came to the conclusion that to have a proper, fulfilling meal, they would need to go to one of the branches of a ubiquitous company we’re all very familiar with…

The same day I opened a Swedish newspaper and read a feature about Barcelona where the most recommended restaurant turned out to be “Los Vikingos”…

So you see, cows and we are not so different after all…we all want to venture on to the other side of the fence but when we get there we stick to what we know…