May 29, 2011
Today I asked Oma about the dumplings I remember loving as a child. So she showed me how to make them and left me to it. First, though, she scolded me for asking her to take over for a bit. “But you are making them, not me!” she argued as I handed her the batter. “Ya, I know . . . but I want a photo first” Well, at least I’ve never claimed to be that great as a chef :-)
Klosse . . . schmeckt zer gut!