It’s been four years since Grandma Glasses contemplated making the Swedish Prinsesstårta. After a successful bake of the Jordgubbstarta, she decided it is time to face her fear of failure making the Prinsesstårta.
“I will not stop until I conquer this cake,” Grandma Glasses muttered while going through the recipe.
“I can always buy a dozen eggs if I fail the first time. I know I can make a cake as pretty as those I see on the internet. Or even better than those we had in VeteKatten,” she mumbled to herself.
“I will not stop you on that. I will wait to see them baked and I finish all the cakes for you,” said the Swedish Chef.
If that was meant as a compliment or a challenge, let a clean plate decide. And whether it comes out good or not, the Swedish Chef always likes what Grandma Glasses bakes.
“I love the mountains. There is something about the mountains..it’s just the feeling. I can’t really explan why.” The Swedish Chef said, while gazing at the green silhouette of the majestic Alps mountains.
First time he was here was fifty-two years ago. And for this trip, we made sure we visit this little village again. This paradise, called Hallstatt, is an idyllic place. Visitors and locals are welcomed with breathtaking view of fairytale houses, impressive Alps mountains and the serene Lake Hallstatt.
What you read about Hallstatt is never enough to describe the real magic of being there. The experience can never be contained in one or two blogs or a hundred photos. With all its historic houses, cobblestones and manhole plates I have inscribed this travel in my heart and mind to treasure until the next time we visit Hallstatt again. Or maybe Not.
Four days to go before the Swedish Chef’s birthday. And it’s not complete without his favorite Jordgubbstårta. Overwhelming as the UEFA 2016 fever, the challenge is on. Stay tuned for more details on this. ( I will update post as soon as I get the chance.. )