New Year's Eve treats (part 2.)

As I promised now I’m gonna show you how to bake some last-minute coconut-white chocolate biscuits. Sadly, in the midst of today’s preparations I don’t have enough time to write a post about the coconut roll, but worry not, it’s gonna happen.

So. The recipe.

New Year's Eve treats (part 1.)

Although I hardly notice it, 2014 is just around the corner. Sure, the neighbours practiced their firework skills and I (with some help) made 3 different dishes in a couple of hours. That’s all well and fine and needed, even, but I’m not particularly in a New Year’s Eve kinda spirit. Of course I could look forward to drink some champagne, but the fact that I’m not fond of alcohol... well, it doesn’t help much.

Rolls and roulades

I’ve studied German for 10 years. That’s a little bit less than half of my life. It seems such a long time, doesn’t it? And yet, if you try to speak to me in German, I would ask you to try again in English. Well, thank you very much, Hungarian education system – there’s nothing better than wasting your time on a language you’re eventually going to hate and banish from your life altogether (and I won’t get started on the real baddies: the incompetent teachers).

So today I was chatting with a middle-aged lady on the train who happened to be of German or Austrian origin. And she asked with her light accent: why zon’t you speak German? And when I told her part of the truth, that I haven’t used it in about 6 years, she said: “Oh, so you make English better for you”. And in a way she was right. I was thinking about our conversation during the better part of the journey, even after we said our “Happy New Years” to each other. (Oh, she was lovely. A bit scary, like a mother dragon, but really nice.) I could revive my German knowledge, but I doubt I ever will. German is something that I don’t really like; therefore I’d rather stay away from it.