Born in Princeton, NJ, and from a German family, I spent my lovely 90s childhood (Velcro sneakers and Spice Girls, how I miss you) in America, Germany, and England. And now, I'm at Connecticut College as a philosophy and French double major and psychology minor. My go-to motto is Pascal's "the heart has reasons of which Reason knows nothing" and I love Proust's beautiful description of madeleines. My dream is to gain enough culinary experience over the coming years to open up my own little pâtisserie someday.
My favorite things to cook
Baked goods! Also, on Sunday afternoons, I make myself an outrageously foamy cappuccino, and experiment with different omelette variations. My favorite dishes to cook differ from one day to the next, but I recently became a fan of semolina durum spaghetti tossed in a pan with sautéed sage and red bell-peppers, garlic, a smidgen of lemon, and various spices, and sprinkled afterwards with roasted sunflower seeds, goat cheese, chive flower petals, and salt and pepper. yummy.
My favorite family cooking traditions
My mom always makes a scrumptious bread-pudding for Christmas; my dad whips up a rice dish that's so unique the family refers to it as his "papa reis," and banana flambé each time his best friend visits us; my sister creates beautiful marzipan-covered cakes for our birthdays; my brother-in-law bakes his own baguettes every weekend and Spätzle from scratch whenever we stay with them in Munich; and I make a lox brunch every Mother's Day. A family of food enthusiasts, we also have many day-to-day culinary traditions that I love.
My cooking triumphs
I was really happy when the crèmes brûlées and Tunisian almond cigars I once brought to a party as a little snack for my friends were devoured within minutes. And last week, a three-day long process of baking a Frankfurter Kranz paid off when my little nephew, Simon, insisted on having Tante Norah Cake for a whole week.
My cooking tragedies
There are certainly dozens of kitchen tragedies to my name, but one I remember in particular is an attempted Charlotte Royale that I ruined right off the bat by leaving the batter in the oven for too long (silly silly). But this summer, same player shoots again. I'm going to stand in the kitchen rain or shine until there's a handsome Charlotte Royale dome in my midst.