flow in a walk out in the darkness ... the stress pumping through the ears earlier in the day and a bit of a nose ache. My weaker parts pound in aches, in times of these.
The food treats in the tease of time keeping me with the past, as much as I want it to pass in the whisps of the winds now back away from this time ...
I have been trying to retrieve a Apple recipe or few that is escaping me. Appeltaart is one and the other is from my teenage years I made...
It is all very well finding it online like I state. There are times a memory is jogged. The knowing that you cannot encapsulate old days. You make the new times. It is just nice to make food you made along in time and built up over the many times shared or not, that cannot be found elsewhere...especially within the regions ...
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