Dinner with an H

Last week our culinary journey through the alphabet stopped at H and it was my sister’s turn to provide the food. No one went hungry although she went for Hungary (boom tish)

We started with soup and matzo balls (kneidlach or dumplings). I felt like I was at home. It’s a dish we literally grew up on

 soup with kneidlach

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Next was chicken schintzel. I love my sister to the earth and back for not using veal
schnitzel

and I am more than appreciative of the fact that she made eggplant schnitzel for her fussy vegetarian sister

eggplant shnitzel

Served with red cabbage and sauteed potatoes the delicious meal looked like this
plated meal

And because I am the sugar loving fiend that I am I paced myself because I know that my sister is a bloody wonder child when it comes to dessert. Hungarian desserts are no exception. Just check out this cherry strudel that she MADE (not bought). I cannot emphasise its deliciousness enough. The flowers were pretty rad too.

strudel

As regular readers are becoming aware, we love to serve more than one dessert in our family and this was dessert number two which must have taken a bazillion years (and much patience to make). It is a traditional Hungarian dessert called Palatschinke and is basically layered crepes. It usually layered with jam and chocolate but the best aunt in the world  (ie my sister) knows that Little Pencil has a jam aversion and so it was simply layered with nutella.  I know how jealous you are feeling right now, I’m sorry.

palacsinta

Check out our Greek dinner here, our French dinner here, our Ethiopian Feast here and all the delights from the Dominican Republic here

Stay tuned for I this week – Indian? Israeli? Italian? Indonesian?

Comments

  1. Have you tried the pancakes layered with ground walnuts and sugar – also typical Hungarian.

    As for our Friday night, we went for something different and put on a Murder/Mystery Friday night. My daughter created the whole scenario complete with “blood” spattered shattered plant pot and lipstick marked wine glasses as clues to the whodunit. Each of us was given a character to portray and extra clues given between courses. It was a great evening!!

    Not sure what we’re doing for our next Friday night, but I’ve got great plans for Rosh Hashanah!

  2. Just came across the Hungarian entry. Mmm mmm, is your sister a good cook!

    I was intrigued by the reference to palatschinke. From a Hungarian background myself (as I think most Judys are) I was under the impression it was spelt palacsinte, and wondered if I’d misheard all these years. So I went to the Authority on All Things, Wikipedia, and found this:

    “The name of the dish has followed a track of borrowing across several languages of central and south-eastern Europe. The dish originates from the Slavic countries and thus Austrian-German term Palatschinke is borrowed from Czech palačinka, that in turn from Hungarian palacsinta, and that in turn from Romanian plăcintă (a cake, a pie), where it ultimately derives from Latin placenta (a flat cake), a word of Greek origin.”

    Placenta, huh? Too much information.

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