If you have ever travelled outside of Sofia in the summer, you will see plenty of fresh crops growing… corn, sunflowers, potatoes etc… But, if you visit the store or market, you will not see an abundance of corn available for purchase. This is usually because it is used for animal feed or export.
I think I have found an answer to the buttermilk pancake question in Bulgaria. For those of you that haven’t spend hours searching for buttermilk or online tips and trick to transform regular milk to buttermilk, you probably won’t understand my joy at this moment.
The measurements are equal, but she uses the 200g (or aprox. 2 cups)
- Whole Oatmeal
- Cottage Cheese
- EggsGrind the Oatmeal in a blender till it reaches a fine
consistency. Add the Cottage Cheese and blend till incorporated, then add the egg. Cook normally, or like me in a non-stick skillet with butter till air pockets form. Flip and cook a few minutes more. Serve with your choice of topping!
This morning I woke up and whipped up a batch of buttermilk pancakes for the family and they were awesome. I feel dumb that I didn’t stock up on the dried pancakes earlier. Oh well!!!
My issue is with the food. How can critics claim it has the “best italian food in Bulgaria”, when they can’t prepare a simple risotto. I mean for 30 BGN ($24 USD) I would hope it wouldn’t taste like plate of packaged processed rice with two frozen shrimp chopped into little bits. My starter was grilled apricots with prosciutto with greens and balsamic vinaigrette, which was nothing special. The flavor combination of the apricots and the prosciutto was off and the vinaigrette was bland. My husband had the fresh ravioli with pesto. The pasta was nice, but the pesto was tasted like basil and mint blended with oil and salt and pepper…. umm did you forget nuts and cheese (these can be experimented with, but you need to taste them).
I really get tired of all these trendy places that don’t live up to the hype. If you have a recommendation please pass it along. This is one of the reasons, I am so eager to learn how to cook properly, but that can only take me so far, with out the freshest ingredients, no skills and tricks can transform shit into gold.
When we first arrived in Bulgaria, our house wasn’t ready yet, so we lived in an apartment in Sofia, which is the capital for those of you who don’t know.
18 months ago my husband, kids and I packed up and moved from Astoria, New York to Kyustendil, Bulgaria. Since Kyustendil is my husband’s hometown, it is less arbitrary then throwing a dart at the map. We had been living in New York for 6 years. I was working in television production and he was an iron worker. We knew that we were going to move closer to his family, so he could help with the family business, we just didn’t know when.