January 23, 2010
I’m now feeling like writing about Bulgaria again and catching up with you all. This is the view from our bedroom window in Kipilovo. It was taken in 2008 though and I haven’t had a chance to get back to Bulgaria. I miss the dogs, the food, the people and the music.
October 13, 2008
We went mushroom picking just a short sprint to the hillsides by our house. Usually we never meet anyone except for shepherds so I was surprised to see many figures bent over searching the ground with their baskets. It became quite competitive, but friendly. I’ll show you mine if you show me yours. We exchanged recipes for what to do with them. I can remember my Polish grandmother’s pickled mushrooms and I loved them (my cousin recalls them as slimy eels). I wish I had paid more attention to her talents now.
September 27, 2008
Thought you might like to see the results of the pickling. Here is Stefan and his auntie who spent hours doing all this.
‘Couldn’t we just buy some from a shop? I said.
We went walking with the dogs and picked loads of mushrooms. Usually we never see anyone on our walks apart from the shepherds. Today, they were several people looking for the best mushroom spots. Now what are we going to do with all these mushrooms?