The British Baking Show and The Austrian Memories

The Great British Baking Show Is So Bloody Relaxing

Watching The British Baking Show on Netflix brings back so many memories of cakes, pies, and Torten my Grandma used to make. Turns out they actually have names, and it’s not just the pear-thing-with the-funny-shape I remember eating as a child. Pastries from the UK, Belgium, Poland and the rest of the world -even Austria where I happen to be from- are introduced in the baking competition, and I am having a good time watching it.

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Austrian Noodle Soup and the Death of a Chicken

Urlaub am Bauernhof in Südtirol am Ritten bei Bozen

According to my Grandma, the best chicken noodle soup starts with sharpening the ax and getting the old woodblock ready. Then you pick out a chicken and after you catch it, you talk to it nicely, you pet it one last time and you say THANK YOU, after all, it has given you plenty of eggs throughout the years and now it will continue to give you one last meal. You cover the chicken with your old cardigan and carry it to the old barn, where the axe and the woodblock are waiting.

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Born a Racist -Changed by Life!

50 Jahre Gastarbeiter in Österreich | kurier.at

The first migrant workers arrived in Austria, following an invitation from the Austrian government.

I was born 4,500 miles away in a small village in the Alps. One foot one the Italian side, the other on the Austrian side my Grandma always joked. I met Gastarbeiter/Migrant workers), who were guest/gast in our country, invited by our government. Most of them came from the former Yugoslavia, a few Turkish men followed the invitation as well. Continue reading

I am a Climate Killer too

Global Climate Change - Emily K. Grieves Art
I grew up in Austria, eating home-made granola bars and relying on my bicycle for transportation. Now I drink coffee out of a Styrofoam cup and eat my meals off of plastic plates. In America, there’s no way around it. It wasn’t actually my intention to destroy planet Earth but now, like all those around me, I am savoring the life of a climate killer.

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