Astrid's story

(Suomeksi sivun lopussa)

At the beginning of my time at university, receiving an education on life and scholarly matters, I had a simple relationship with food: I loved it but my fridge had few encounters with it. My fridge was used for more important things like film and cider (oh, to be young), and as I lacked any skills in the place I rarely visited in my small but quaint flat, called Le Kitchen.  I maintained a good relationship with food, outside of the home. Life continued to this accustom and I couldn’t complain, although as I began to explore the word of alcohol outside of cider and the cheapest wine, I began to wonder if there actually was a bit more to this food and wine thing. Then I happened to meet my future husband. He was as young as me, but for some reason he didn’t have film or cider or even just the light in his fridge—he had, food? It was, very strange. On our first date he wooed me with Terrine Sandwiches and Flambéed Crêpes Suzette, which followed with lashing of Cava and Wine (…espresso and Contreau come to mind too). We were young, hangovers were non-existent and one could still manage to be perky for the next day’s lecture on three hours of sleep. By our second date, things had progressed, and instead of two courses I was served five: Mimosas and Marinated Olives, Saffron Risotto with (giant) Shrimp, Pork Fillet stuffed with a Prosciuttio-herb-pine nut filling with caramelized vegetables and Mudcake to top it all off. I was perplexed, was this an alternative reality of actually real life? Life continued like this for a period, where the most wonderful foods and dishes were prepared for me and all I had to do was make sure I got enough exercise (to compensate all of the eating…) and occasionally do the dishes. By fall things had moved forward and it was time to live under one roof.  I came upon the realization that a fridge containing a light, a roll of film and one cider may not sustain the dietary needs of a household of two. Luckily, by this point my husband-to-be had revealed himself to be human, eating weird ready made meat pies and “meat” dishes which came in microwavable boxes from Le Citymarket (not the imaginary market place with pretty baskets and fresh meat, fish and flower girls I had first envisioned him going to when we first met—I was infatuated and one can imagine these types of things). Reality hit us both hard and a balance needed to be found. Although I loved all the banquets he had thrown in my honor before, I needed some type of everyday mundane healthy food. I was interested in ‘healthy’ ingredients or interesting, strange foods such as black rice and pumpkins (these were strange in this country back then). It took time, but we found a compromise and both brought to the table our own special traits: his cooking skills and ability to create banquets fit for really cool people like me…yep… and on my part, I managed to incorporate whole grains, quirky ingredients and a strange ability to make magic out of sugar. Magic in the form of deserts, although, I am not ruling out being a wizard or witch of some sort, I haven’t yet been proven not to be.  Magic aside, let’s fast forward to now. We are married, we have a decent sized kitchen, a dog and a fridge with a light and actual food.

 

We strive to cook simple recipes from wonderful ingredients and make every meal count. Sometimes the mundane can be luxurious and the luxurious can be mundane, it’s all down to your own perspective. Some people enjoy their big mac’s with a glass of champagne, while others simply just hate wine, we are all different but somehow we felt like sharing our own take on food and the meaning of food in our life together. 0ur way isn’t necessarily the right way, it’s just an example of a way of life, that may also appeal to others. Please join us for a meal, a banquet, a picnic, an occasional take-out, a glass of wine, a glass of champagne or a rack of lamb roasting on an open fire. We’ll do the cooking and cleaning, you can just feast with your eyes and perhaps become a little bit inspired—that will suffice for us.

-A

Tietoa A:sta

Silloin kun opiskeluaikoina  tapasin mieheni, minun suhde ruokaan oli täysin toisenlainen. Rakastin ruokaa mutta samalla omassa jääkaapissa oli lähinnä valo, filmipurkki ja muutama siideri (oh, to be young…). Sitten tapasin ihanan miehen, joka tykkäsi juoda viiniä (tämä oli siinä iässä mullistava asia), ja tehdä ruokaa. Eikä mitään uuni lämpimäksi ja pakastepizza uuniin (vaikka tämäkin voidaan kutsua jossain piireissä jo ruuanlaitoksi, varsinkin silloin parikymppisen kynnyksella), vaan ihan oikeista raaka-aineista todella hyviä ruokia. Ensimmäisillä treffeillä syötiin terriinileipiä, Grand Marinella flambeerattuja crepsejä ja juotiin törkeitä määriä kuohuvaa ja viiniä, (ehkä myös contreauta)—siinä iässä krapulasta ei ollut tietoakaan, joten tunsin olevani taivaassa. Toisella treffeillä oli viiden ruokalajin illallinen mm. sahramirisottoa jättikatkaravuilla, Viljasian sisäfilerulla prosciutto-yrtti-pinjansiementäytteellä, sivussa karamelisoituja juureksia, mimosoja ja mudcake. Elämä jatkui tälläisenä jonkin aikaa ja olin tyytyväinen kun sain tälläisiä ihania ruokia, eikä minun tarvinnut, kun kuntoilla ahkerasti (sen voin määrän jälkeen…) ja tiskata. Syksyllä kuitenkin yhteinen elämä alkoi olla siinä mallilla, että yhteenmuutto oli järkevin vaihtoehto ja silloin ymmärsin, että se filmipurkki, joka oli asunnut omassa jääkaapissa viimeiset puoli vuotta ei ehkä riittäisi kahdelle ruuaksi. Onneksi siinä vaiheessa miehestäkin oli paljastunut ihan tavallinen ihminen, joka söi välillä lihapiirakoita ja kaupan maksalaatikkoa (…yep), itse kuitenkin vastustin einesruokia ja halusin, että meidän arkeen sisältyisi myös semi-terveellisiä ruokia. Sain miehen käännytettyä tähän ajatusmaailmaan muutaman vuoden työn jälkeen ja itsekin aloin kiinnostua ruuanlaitosta, minusta jopa kuoritui pieni leipuri. Vaikka välillä oli sääntöjä, ettei keittiössä saanut olla kuin yksin ihminen kerralla (silloinen keittiö oli kenkälaatikon kokoinen), nyt vuosia myöhemmin olemme naimisissa, meillä on kunnon kokoinen keittiö ja jääkaapissa pilkistää valon lisäksi myös ruokaa.

 

 Mieheni keittiöntaidot ja kyky luoda juhla-ruokia, jotka sopisivat vaikka mihin banquettiin,  yhdistettynä minun omaan kiinnostukseen täysjyvästä, erilaisista ruoka-aineista ja kyvystä tehdä sokerista taikaa on muodostunut erittäin onnistuneeksi yhdistelmäksi, joka toimii niin arjessa, kuin juhlissa. Kutsumme teidän mukaan nauttimaan meidän kanssa kuohuvasta, viineistä, piknikeistä, juhlista ja arjesta—me hoidamme ruuat ja tiskit, teidän ei tarvitse kuin tulla paikalle.

-A 

 

The story of JAm

My relationship with food and cooking was always present in my childhood home, with my mum and dad throwing large dinner parties almost every weekend, and us children helping around in the kitchen, and especially the cleaning! So I grew around a bustling party, and a bubbling pot, and I guess some of mum's cooking-magic rubbed off on me.

When I left home to go to uni, hundreds of kilometers away from home, I decided I was going to cook properly and not eat bad food like so many of my comrades. So I did. I kept a blog about it too, for a while, but my interest in writing waned and the project was left to fallow.  I still did cook tho' and kept a journal of the better recipes that formed in a secret black book given to me by mum.

 And then I met a girl, whom I fell madly in love with, and did my best to woo with the few things I did have in my favour, namely my cooking and plenty wine! And surprisingly it worked, too. 

My then girlfriend, now wife turned out to be a great cook herself. Especially into baking, she has been crowned the supreme ruler of my family's dessert-kingdom, tirelessly conjuring up amazing treats that defy description. 

Now were married, student life behind us both. We've moved from the small town where we studied at into a bustling metropolis (not really all that big) with nigh-limitless possibilities for new and exiting adventures. The world of cooking is opening right before our very eyes, and were plunging headlong into it's tastes, sights and smells. 

We're very exited starting this blog to share some of our ideas and recipes, to keep a lasting memory of our times and escapades, and frankly, to have something nice to do and look at when it's cold and rainy outside. 

Jaamme täällä hetkiä yhteisestä elämästämme, suurelta osin ruoan parissa. Ajatus siitä, että arki voi olla luksusta, ja luksus toisaalta arkista toimii elämässämme ja keittiössämme. Uskomme vahvasti perinteisiin, mutta emme pelkää haastaa niitä, sekä luoda uusia! Uskomme, että yksinkertaisilla aineksilla ja ohjeilla voi saada aikaan pientä taikaa niin arjessa kuin juhlassakin. 

JAM