Ho ho ho

Blogging briefly while waiting for G and U (and Ralph) to pick me up, to go to the Black Forest for two days.

It has not (yet) snowed as such, but the combination of frozen earth and moist air has left a film of hoar-frost over the city. It's about -5°C at present, sunny but with a humidity haze in the air. Walking home at 3 a.m. under a full moon, alone in the city with my feet crunching in the snow, I felt peaceful and very happy.

G, U, Famous Photographer and I cooked a four-course meal last night: topinambour soup, carp bleu, duck legs in a sweetish ginger and lemon sauce, and a bread pudding. Delicious; though I must say that having once eaten carp, I see no particular need to eat it again. It has a very, shall we say, unusual texture which I found quite unpleasant. The topinambour soup was the highlight of the evening, I've translated the recipe here.

Merry Christmas, my dears. I hope that you are all happy, healthy and with your loved ones today.