apples

my friend eva convinced me to come and join her on usedom (an island in the baltic sea) last weekend by texting me: 'it's wonderful here, the garden is full of apples. you must come, we can cook.'

and so i went. a four-hour train ride later (it's not that far really, but the regional train stops just everywhere) i was there. i love that garden. we picked some apples and gathered others that had fallen off the tree and made apple cake, apple jelly and a savoury dish with apple and onion sauce.

as you can see, eva is not only very convincing but also a mean hand model.