|Never underestimate the uses of vodka. Making pastry with 42 Below.|
|Like some of the best things in life, it involves pastry!|
Our answer came from Cheryl Marie Cordeiro (you can find the recipe), Singapore-born and Swedish-resident blogging about fashion, food and travel.
- a small dollop of blackberry jam in the base of the pastry
- a teaspoon of vodka in the pastry and instead of water, vodka was also used to bring it together
- lemon juice instead of water in the icing.
|Mazariner baked straight from the oven.|
You know the adage about cooking with wine? One for the pot, one for the cook. Well the same could be said about vodka pastry. Making mazariner gives new meaning to the concept, to bake blind.
|Mazarin with lemon icing.|
Snuva has Swedish heritage on her great grandfather’s side. He took the lineage to the USA. We jump a few decades because it’s important to the Swedish connection and we discover that his son, Snuva’s Farfar (grandfather), was unable to enlist in armed forces during WWII after a serious car accident. Instead, he was employed as photographer for the League of Nations. A pretty impressive gig no doubt and not without its challenges: Farfar photographed atrocities in the death camps.
And as you could image, it changed his life. Farfar and Farmor decided they didn’t like either side in the war and moved to Sweden and the family reconnected with their heritage.
|Snuva’s family recipe delivered to the home of One of the Two Girls one lovely Sunday!|
German as well. I found out about a programme where I could gain
university credit while working in Europe, so I spent two summers working in the
Swiss German speaking part of Switzerland. I then went to university in
Paris. I then did a MA in the north of England, and afterwards was a bit
aimless. I strayed to south Wales, Sweden, and London. I visited an
Australian friend in Sydney I knew from Paris , and eventually moved there,
partially because I didn’t know what to do next and had no visa to permanently
live or work in Europe!
loved Australia; who knew this amazing place was hiding so far away from
Europe, where I thought I would settle?! I loved Sydney, but after 5
years there the traffic and congestion got to me.
How did I end up in Hobart? That is where the love of reading, learning, languages and travel that my Farfar and Farmor instilled in me comes in.
After a weekend in Hobart, I decided I had finally found my place to be me. And I have. I still love to travel, but now I have a place to call home.
Snuva pooh-pooh-ed the question about whether she does any other Swedish cooking.
She reckons the Swedes are a little bit mental and points to their love of fermented fish as evidence. It didn’t seem appropriate to argue the toss. She did say however that she
preferred cheese on rye but that was the only other thing Swedish that touched her kitchen.