Miss Gorgeous – Rhubarb Strawberry Datschi

"Good afternoon, Miss Rhubarb. You look gorgeous today!"

And she blushed the most beautiful red I had ever seen.

Rhubarb Strawberry Datschi | my blue&white kitchen

Ever since I arrived in Germany, I had this idea of a Datschi topped with spring ambassadors: tart rhubarb and juicy, sweet strawberries. As it's Datschi we're talking about here, it was clear that there also needed to be streusel. Lots of it.

Have you ever heard of Datschi? I basically grew up eating this treat. It's a type of sheet cake, which is especially enjoyed in Bavaria and the Allgäu. The topping alternatives for a Datschi are endless; an apricot version won my heart last summer. The most known variation of Datschi is, however, Zwetschgendatschi. It is, as its name says, made with Zwetschgen, Italian Prune Plums.

Until a few years ago, there was an old, big Zwetschgentree growing in my grandparents' and uncle's garden. [...yes, until someone got the brilliant idea to cut down the tree. I'm still a bit mad.] There was always a baking sheet of Zwetschgendatschi waiting for me when we came to visit. My Oma kept the Datschi in the oven. Piece by piece, crumb by crumb, it disappeared.

And so it was time to make a new one.

I was beyond excited when my Opa told me there was rhubarb growing in the front yard garden, waiting to be harvested. So I put on some boots I found in the house and walked into the small garden. A garden full of treasures. A place where joy resides. "I want to have a garden like this one day", I thought to myself.

It was raining slightly. It was a gentle, almost meditative kind of rain, not a stormy one. One that was gratefully welcomed by nature and farmers alike. It had been such a dry winter and spring so far which could be seen just by looking at the mighty Alp on the horizon: the peaks were almost snow-free. As I walked into the garden, I listened how the wet, soft ground sounded under my feet. I had to be very careful not to step on all those snails. Some of them even carried their home with them, on their backs. Small, yellow homes looking both solid and fragile. To carry all your belonging with you...it reminded me of the months spent traveling the world with nothing more than a 10 kilo (22 lb.) backpack on my shoulders.

One by one, I harvested the very thin, delicate stalks. With every stalk, the feeling of joy in my heart grew bigger. Often, it's the small, humble things that make you smile so hard that you don't know how to stop. I also knew that in less than one hour I would have something delicious to share with my loved ones. Food is most beautiful when it's shared with others.

So I made a Datschi. I swear it didn't survive the first half an hour. Slice by slice; crumb by crumb.

Next day, I made a second one. It proved to be equally popular. Just like the ones my beloved Oma used to make in this house.

Rhubarb Strawberry Datschi | my blue&white kitchen

Rhubarb Strawberry Datschi

dough adapted from delicious:days

The rhubarb and strawberries as well as the thin crust make this Datschi the more sophisticated, elegant sister of the traditional Zwetschgendatschi. I made two slightly different versions: with and without cinnamon. It was, however, impossible to decide which one was more delicious so I will leave it up to you. I strongly encourage you to serve it with whipped cream, although, I'm sure coconut whipped cream or vanilla ice cream would be wonderful as well. On a different note, I like to make this dough by hand, but you can definitely make it in your stand mixer if you wish to.

Oh, and sorry for giving weight measurements only (except for the milk). There weren't even measuring spoons in this house... But, thankfully, a scale. On a quick note, you should definitely get a scale if you don't already have one. It makes cooking, and especially baking, so much easier: fewer dishes, more constant and accurate results. Need I say more?


for the dough:
1 dl ( cup + 1 ½ tbsp) lukewarm milk
14 g (0.5 oz) fresh yeast [or 4,5 g / 0.16 oz / 1 ½ tsp (intant) active dry yeast, used according to packet instructions]
55 g (2 oz) granulated sugar
pinch of fine sea salt
1 egg
~ 300 g (10.6 oz) all-purpose flour
55 g (2 oz) unsalted butter, at room temperature

for the streusel:
130 g (4.6 oz) all-purpose flour
70 g (2.5 oz) granulated sugar
large pinch of fine sea salt
70 g (2.5 oz) unsalted butter

for the filling:
350 g (12.5 oz) rhubarb, sliced
350 g (12.5 oz) strawberries, hulled & sliced
2 tbsp granulated sugar
optional: cinnamon

to serve:
whipped cream


To make the dough
In a medium-sized bowl, combine milk and crumbled yeast. [If using instant active dry yeast, skip this step. Combine yeast with some flour and add to warm, about 42°C / 108°F, milk mixture just before adding the rest of the flour.] Stir until yeast is completely dissolved. Add sugar, salt, and egg. Whisk until combined. Gradually add most of the flour and knead. Add butter and knead until well combined. Continue to knead and add flour until the dough comes clean off the sides of the bowl and doesn't stick to your hand.

Shape into a ball and cover with a kitchen towel. Let the dough rise in a warm place for about 1 hour, or until it's almost double in size.

Meanwhile, preheat the oven to 180°C / 355°F. Line a baking sheet with parchment paper.


To make the streusel
In a small bowl, combine flour, sugar, salt, and butter until you have a crumbly mixture. If not using immediately, put the bowl into the fridge.


To assemble the Datschi
With a rolling pin, roll out the dough until roughly the size of the baking sheet. Spread out on the baking sheet and pull into shape. Spread the rhubarb and strawberries in an even layer over the dough. Sprinkle with sugar and, optionally, with some cinnamon. Sprinkle the streusel over the fruit.

Bake for 25–30 minutes, or until the edges are dark brown. Let cool and cut into squares and serve with a generous dollop of whipped cream.


A Different Pace – No-Bake Yogurt Cream Cake with Strawberries

I'm sitting here at the kitchen table and typing these words on my notebook. The rhythmical sound is, in its own way, very soothing. This is a 100-year-old house with squeaky old wooden floors. A house with a story, a history. It has seen both birth and death, peace and war, joy and sorrow, love and hatred, hope and despair, full bellies and hungry souls.

What stories would these walls tell us if they could speak?

There's a window right in front of me. Probably my most favorite window ever. The light that shines through is magical. Totally different from the one we have in the north.

When I look out of the window, I see green fields and hills. A forest too. There's also a big apple tree full of beautiful, delicate, white flowers that cheers me up every time I look at it. On the left, I can see the mighty Alps with their white peaks glistening in the spring sun. It's a view I never really seem to get used to.

my blue&white kitchen

On some days, I'm lucky enough to spot a hawk on a hunting trip. Flying in wide circles before plunging into a deep dive. On other days, there are light brown cows grazing under the window. They wrap their tongues around the lush grass and snip it off. When they walk, you can hear the sound of cow bells. So cliché, really.

No-Bake Yogurt Cream Cake with Strawberries | my blue&white kitchen

It's a different way of life here. A different feel and pace. In a small village near the Alps, everyone knows everything about everyone else. Or at least they think they do. I would lie if I would say that wouldn't freak me out a bit. Everyone knows who you are although you only visit once or twice a year. The lady at the bakery where we get fresh bread every morning always asks "How do you do?" and "For how long will you stay?". She doesn't ask it out of politeness; she asks it because she really wants to know.

No-Bake Yogurt Cream Cake with Strawberries | my blue&white kitchen

It was my Opa's birthday so I made a cake. A light, fresh, not-too-sweet yogurt cream cake topped with luscious strawberries. The strawberries really are the heroes here. The perfect cake to celebrate 85 years and the awakening of nature.


No-Bake Yogurt Cream Cake with Strawberries

makes one 28 cm / 11" cake (you could, however, make it in a smaller pan as well)

for the base:
200 g (7 oz) graham crackers, like digestive biscuits
100 g (3.5 oz) butter, melted

for the filling:
400 ml (1  cups) whipping cream
500 ml (2 cups + 1 heaping tbsp) yogurt (3.5 %), at room temperature
75 g (2.6 oz) granulated sugar
1 large organic lemon, juice & zest
7 sheets of gelatine

to finish:
300 g (10.5 oz) strawberries, washed, dried, hulled, & cut into thin slices
optional: 1 packet clear cake glaze, sugar, & water (according to package instructions)


To make the base
Line a 28 cm / 11" springform pan with parchment paper. In a food processor, mix the biscuits until finely ground. Add the butter and pulse again until combined. Pour the base into the prepared springform pan and press firmly down to create an even layer. Put into the fridge.
 

To make the filling
Whip the cream and put into the fridge. Mix the yogurt, sugar, and lemon zest. Set aside.

Soak the sheets of gelatin in cold water for 5 minutes (check package instructions). Meanwhile, in a small pot, warm the lemon juice. Once soft, lift the sheets from the water and gently wring to remove any excess water. Dissolve in warm (but not boiling!) lemon juice stirring until completely dissolved. Gradually add the lemon juice-gelatine mixture to the yogurt while stirring vigorously. Gently fold in the whipped cream.

Pour the filling into the prepared springform pan and smooth the surface. Refrigerate for at least 6 hours, better still overnight.
 

To assemble the cake
Arrange the strawberry slices on top. If you're making the cake in advance or would want to keep the cake fresh for one to two days, cover the top with clear cake glaze. For the glaze, follow the package instructions and refrigerate for at least half an hour.


Saying Thank You & Having Ice Cream For Breakfast...Well, Kind Of

Frozen Bilberry Cardamom Yogurt | my blue&white kitchen

You may have noticed that badge on the sidebar. Maybe you also saw my updated March Love&Inspiration post. Or you stumbled upon my euphoric/totally perplexed tweets (poor you) or my instagram pic...oh and I surely mentioned it on Facebook as well. It was a truly surreal Monday night. I'm still pinching myself just to check I'm not sleeping. If this is a dream, it's a pretty realistic director's cut...

I'm extremely honored to be nominated for a Best Food Blog Award from Saveur Magazine, in the category Best New Blog. 'OMG'  has been my mantra for the last couple of days. I'm truly over the moon about the nomination. For you who don't know what the Saveur Best Food Blog Awards are about, well, the music industry has the Grammys, the film industry the Oscars, and we food bloggers, we have the Saveur BFBAs. I still don't know how I ended up being nominated with all those super talented people; people I look up to. But there I am. BOOM!

I want to thank you for all your support, cheers, and congrats. For making my recipes. For reading this humble space of mine, for leaving comments, and for being such a constant source of inspiration. It's truly special to be honored for something you have created yourself. For something you have not only invested time in but that you've done with a big heart.

Thank you.

If you would like to vote and send me to Vegas for the Best Food Blog Awards party (Saveur will fly the winners to Vegas for free. I know, totally crazy.), please click the badge on top or on the sidebar. You'll need to register to Saveur, but it's straight forward, and there won't be any spam emails or anything. You can vote until April 9th which is next Wednesday.

But let's move on to today's recipe, shall we? I have a huge crush on it. It makes my pupils dilate, and my heart flutters like hummingbird wings when I have a spoon of it. There's berries in it which does not only turn it into a bright, cheerful color but makes it a vitamin bomb too.

As some of you already know, I often have yogurt with homemade granola, berries, and a drizzle of maple syrup or honey for breakfast. Nothing special there, but at least it's delicious. However, after I stumbled upon this recipe, all I saw in my morning bowl were the ingredients for something so much more fun. I mean, who doesn't want to have ice cream for breakfast, right? Well, maybe not real ice cream but something that totally feels like ice cream but isn't. Does this make any sense to you? [I'm sure the BFBAs are messing up with my brain...]

Frozen Bilberry Cardamom Yogurt | my blue&white kitchen

However, I didn't want any bananas in my wannabe ice cream. Those are reserved for milkshakes only (right, dad?). Adding bananas would yield in a firmer consistency, but I've always preferred my ice cream half frozen anyway. So all berries. I chose bilberries cause I still needed to clean my freezer from last summer's berries. Some of you may wonder "How much berries does this girl have in her freezer?". The answer is: way too much. It was a good summer with lots of berry picking trips. I felt the urge to spice it up with cardamom cause bilberries and cardamom are such a wonderful flavor pairing. And then maple syrup. Yesss.

Because we're talking about breakfast here and granola is such a staple on my breakfast table, we'll of course sprinkle some on top. The granola you see in the pictures is this one. It's one of the best granolas I've ever made. I like to add millet and some extra seeds to my batch.

Ooooh, heaven!


Frozen Bilberry Cardamom Yogurt

serves one hungry soul or two as a side (eat that croissant!)

I encourage you to use bilberries rather than 'regular' blueberries both for their vibrant color and for their taste. If you, however, can't find bilberries, blueberries will be just fine.

Side note: You may or may not have blue lips and a blue tongue after enjoying a bowl of this goddess of breakfast. I  strongly encourage you to have a look in the mirror before leaving the house, and to wash your teeth after rather than before breakfast. Just sayin'...


200 g (7 oz; 2 dl; ½ +  cups) Greek yogurt
200 g (7 oz; 3 dl; 1 cups) + 35 g (1.2 oz; ½ dl; ¼ cup) frozen bilberries
¼ tsp ground cardamom (preferably freshly ground)
2 tbsp maple syrup

homemade granola, to serve
 

Blend yogurt, 200 g / 7 oz bilberries, cardamom, and maple syrup in a blender until smooth. Add the remaining blueberries and mix with a spoon (we want these berries to remain whole for some additional texture). Serve with granola on top. Cheers!


In Search of Exciting Breakfasts – Baked Blackcurrant Ryemeal

baked blackcurrant ryemeal | my blue&white kitchen

"I only want to live in peace and plant potatoes and dream!"

– Tove Jansson, Moomin: The Complete Tove Jansson Comic Strip, Vol. 1

 

The past couple of weeks have been a mess. I find it hard to blame life cause, after all, this is the life I've chosen. I don't want to bother you too much with my every day breakdowns but I can pretty much sum it all up in one single word: thesis. If you have done yours or are in the midst of it, like I am, you probably know what I'm talking about. I'm like one awkward crazy brain. I feel like there's always more to do than what I actually manage to accomplish, and there are always new obstacles in the way. "I only want to live in peace and plant potatoes and dream!" has been my personal mantra lately. But deep inside I know this won't last forever. Everything will eventually come to an end. And then there will be a new thing to stress about. It's called life, and it's good as it is.

baked blackcurrant ryemeal | my blue&white kitchen

Today, I want to talk about breakfast. Breakfasts are a rather boring affair in this home. Not bad but boring. Usually it's a slice of rustic country bread, or a bowl of homemade granola with plain yogurt and a drizzle of honey. There's always coffee with milk; usually two cups (at least). On weekends, I may make some eggs or enjoy a croissant and freshly squeezed orange juice, but, to be honest, that happens way too seldom. I'm not the one making pancakes or waffles early in the morning, neither do I make breakfast frittatas. Like I said, boooooring. If there's one thing I want to change about my eating routine, it would be making more exciting and satisfying breakfasts.

Today's recipe is a result of cravings. First, I saw this breakfast post from Yossy Arefi at A Cup of Jo. The moment I saw it, I knew I had to make it. An exciting breakfast! I started to wonder if rolled rye would work in this dish. You know, this is the first time I've used them. Would it be too "heavy"? I decided to give it a go. I still had a lot of blackcurrants from last summer in my freezer waiting for their destiny, and I felt like this would be a dish that would do them justice. Furthermore, I used cardamom instead of cinnamon cause, well, I'm a cardamom girl. Cardamom also felt like the perfect pairing with the deep flavors of rye and blackcurrants. "Plain yogurt would be great too", I thought. So I made it last Friday. I knew, I did everything right the moment I had the first mouthful of it. Comforting, delicious, nutritious, exciting. Everything I asked for, really. I found a new breakfast favorite. One to break my boring morning routines.

Baked Blackcurrant Ryemeal | my blue&white kitchen

More breakfast inspiration:

More breakfast inspiration can be found on my Breakfast Board on Pinterest! And for more berry breakfast love, don't forget my Whipped Lingonberry Porridge. It's not only damn beautiful but also a luscious way to start your day.

What do you have for breakfast? I would love to hear about your mornings!

    baked blackcurrant rye meal | my blue&white kitchen

    Baked Blackcurrant Ryemeal

    adapted from this recipe from Yossy Arefi (who adapted hers from Super Natural Every Day by Heidi Swanson, p. 44)
    serves 3–4 

    I think, this also makes a comforting dessert if served with vanilla ice cream! Feel free to play around with different berries, sweeteners, and grains. Furthermore, the recipe can easily be doubled, tripled, or even quadrupled. In other words, perfect to serve a big crowd!
     

    75 g (2.6 oz; 2 ½ dl; 1 cup) rolled rye
    ½ tsp ground cardamom (preferably freshly ground)
    ½ tsp baking powder
    2 pinches of fine sea salt
    2 ⅔ dl (1 1/8 cups) whole milk
    1 egg (S)
    2 ½ tbsp maple syrup
    60 g (2 oz; 1  dl; ½ cup) pecans, toasted & roughly chopped
    140 g (5 oz; 2 ½ dl; 1 cup) frozen blackcurrants (you can use fresh ones too)
    30 g (2 tbsp) butter, melted + more to butter the baking dish

    plain yogurt, to serve

     

    Preheat the oven to 190°C (375°F). Butter a 16 cm (6") round baking dish.

    In a medium-sized bowl, combine the rolled rye, cardamom, baking powder, and salt. In another, small bowl, whisk together the milk, egg, and maple syrup.

    Spread half of the rye mixture in the buttered baking dish. Sprinkle with half of the pecans and blackcurrants, then cover with the remaining rye mixture. Slowly pour the milk mixture over the rye. Top with the remaining pecans and blackcurrants, and drizzle with the melted butter.

    Bake on the middle rack for 35–45 minutes, until the top is golden brown and the ryemeal has set. Serve warm with plain yogurt, and drizzle with maple syrup if you feel like it.


    baked blackcurrant ryemeal | my blue&white kitchen

    I also wanted to thank you for all the support you're giving. I was amazed by all the positive feedback on my last post. Your words mean the world to me. I feel blessed to be able to share my heart and passion with you all and to do something that others really love as well. So thank you. A thousand times thank you.

    For the Love of Food: Pulla – Finnish Cardamom-Spiced Sweet Buns

    pulla | my blue&white kitchen

    I feel like we have lost our connection with food. Our relationship with it is often confused and twisted. We tend to malign certain foods, like carbs, sugar, fat, dairy, and meat, while, at the same time, praise others. It's like we want to set strict rules so we can control at least one aspect of our lives. It's harsh, nasty, and, at the very least, exhausting.

    I often find myself in places of confusion as I follow the talk about food around me. You know, I've never been a girl of extremes. I like moderation in almost any aspects of life. Food has never been a way for me to control life. Neither has it been an enemy I need to make strategic plans against. Food has been and still is my passion. I was fortunated enough to grew up in a family of food lovers where quality of food was always a priority. It was always about gusto. Never ever was it a thing to be fanatic about.

    I want food to be exciting. I want it to inspire. I want food to bring joy, to give you butterflies in your stomach and make you smile. I want it to be a place of peace and comfort. I want food to leave a trail in your brain because memories built around food are special. I want food to take us to places yet unknown to us, to open the doors to different cultures. I want it to bring people together, to connect. I want it to challenge, not to stress. I want food to be the happy unicorn zebra you want to hug and hold dear. I want it to nourish both body and soul.

    That's what I want food to be for me, for you. That's what I want this blog to convey.

    For the love of food.


    Pulla | Finnish Cardamom-Spiced Sweet Buns

    makes about 16 pulla

    I could make these in my sleep. That's how well I know this lovely, traditional Nordic treat. Pulla, or bulle in Swedish, are probably the most loved baked good both in Finland and in Sweden. After 7 months (!!) of blogging, it's unbelievable that I haven't posted a single pulla recipe yet. Pulla are slightly sweet and spiced with cardamom, which is, with cinnamon, one of the most used spices in Scandinavian baking. Yes, Scandinavian cuisine is full of surprises as you would rather expect to come across these kind of spices in Indian rather than Scandinavian food. You can find pulla at every bakery, café, and shop around here. If there's a celebration, a variation of this Scandinavian sweet bread is most probably found on the coffee table. But by no means is this treat solely reserved for special occasions. The Swedes call it fika – you sit down together, drink coffee, chat, and usually eat something sweet. You know, here in the North coffee isn't just coffee. It's a way of life. [The average Finn drinks 12 kilos of coffee per year which makes Finland the country with the heaviest coffee consumption in the world.] But no worries: if you aren't that into coffee you can serve them with tea or a glass of cold milk. They will taste equally delicious.

    This is the most basic pulla recipe but there are endless variations to discover – cinnamon rolls, braided loaves, "Boston cake" (which has, at least to my knowledge, nothing to do with Boston itself)... I'm eager to share them with you in the future!

    A few notes:  For the best result, make sure that all your ingredients are at room temperature. You can leave the egg out and, furthermore, substitute the milk with water if you follow a special diet. However, as you can imagine, the most delicious and flavorful result is made with eggs and milk.
     

    5 dl (2 cups + 2 tbsp) lukewarm milk (preferably whole milk)
    50 g (1.8 oz) fresh yeast (or alternatively 16 g / 0.6 oz instant active dry yeast)
    180 g (6.5 oz; 2 dl; ¾ cup + 2 tbsp) granulated sugar
    1 ½ tsp fine sea salt
    1 tbsp + 1 tsp ground cardamom (preferably freshly ground)
    1 egg (M)
    910 – 1050 g (32 – 37 oz; 13 – 15 dl; 5 ½ – 6  cups) bread flour
    170 g (6 oz) unsalted butter, at room temperature

    for the egg wash:
    1 egg
    1 tbsp water

    pearl sugar, to sprinkle
     

    To make the dough
    In a large mixing bowl (you can make the dough by hand, like me, or in a stand mixer), combine the lukewarm milk and crumbled yeast. [If using instant active dry yeast, skip this step. Combine the yeast with some flour and add to the warm, 42°C / 108°F, milk mixture before adding the rest of the flour.] Stir with a spoon until the yeast is completely dissolved. Add sugar, salt, cardamom, and egg and mix until combined. Gradually add about two thirds of the flour and knead. Add butter and knead until well combined. Continue to knead the dough, and gradually add just enough flour so the dough comes clean off the sides of the bowl and doesn't stick to your hand.

    Don't overwork the dough or you'll end up with hard buns, not soft as we want them to be. Shape into a ball and cover with a clean kitchen towel. Let the dough rise in a warm, draft-free place for about 1 hour, or until it's double in size.


    To shape and bake the buns
    Line two baking sheets with parchment paper.

    Shape the dough into about 16 equally sized buns and place them on the two baking sheets, spacing them about half the diameter of a bun apart. Cover with a clean kitchen towel and let rise for further 30 minutes, or until they're double in size.

    Meanwhile, preheat the oven to 225°C (435°F).

    For the egg wash, whisk together the egg and water until combined. Before baking, brush each bun with the egg wash and generously sprinkle them with pearl sugar. Bake the buns on the middle rack for 10 – 15 minutes, or until golden brown. Repeat with the other sheet of buns.

    Pulla are best eaten still slightly warm, on the same day. However, you can freeze them once baked and warm them up again when ready to serve.


    Real-life notes from a food blogger #1: Taking action photos solo is challenging, to say the least. But I love them too much to be able to stop taking them! Hope you like them too :)

    Real-life notes from a food blogger #2: That spring light! Pure magic.