But I never experienced such a stressed time. The feeling of uncertainty, fear and urge to eat more have never been that immense. I was a good cook and my wife always loved the food that I cook, which makes me the number one cook :)
They say you cannot teach an old dog new tricks but it is always possible. Yet I remember I was teaching my dog even when he was way too old to learn. I learned to make sourdough a few years ago. It is both fun cooking it and eating it with some decent olive oil and cheese. Here are a few pictures of what I used to cook.
This year I cooked an Easter Bread. I ate such a nice and fluffy Easter Bread only in good patisseries. Here you can see it before cooked.
This cup-cake-like salty cakes are called Poacha (Poğaça) in Turkish and my father-in-law does not want to eat shop made ones anymore.
After working with sourdough that much, I decided to cook new loafs of bread, make it bigger. Because, erm, why not! (Warum nicht! :)
It would be incomplete if there were no pepperoni pizza. So I cooked it too.
Whenever I ask myself how did I put on 7 kilos (almost 15 pounds) I will come back here and check the pictures, remember why and just sigh.
Oh, by the way, it would never have been possible to put on that much weight in a short time without the help of beer. Cheers!
