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13 August 2010


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Yum... How much of it did you eat? Can I still catch a plane and get there in time to eat some? I'll bring you some Amish butter to go with the flour.

goodilicious! what a fun post! I've been laughing out loud when I read this post Corey! hehehehehe..

I hear the apples on my tree calling to be wrapped up in delicious pastry. I will ignore them for now and be happy eating them straight off the tree...unless I take Annie's advice and buy the dough!

Did you mean bake on parchment paper, rather
than waxed? It looks delicious! Fun!

Ah, Merisi. I am so jealous, not only does she have a dreamy blog, she bakes deliciousness that leaps off the blog page. That kitchen of yours has certainly seen a lot of great visitors and awesome dishes.

Excuse any drips and drools on this comment....so yummy ;-) The keys on my laptop are all messy and wet now....lol!

Bravo Merisi, Corey and Annie. Wish I were there. Nothing better than getting creative with friends. I can just about smell it!

Lucky you. Looks yummy. It would be fun to make with friends, but too much work for one person alone, I think.

Oh...yummy. Wonder if I could make this...I might just have to try!!

Gah! That looks so marvelous.

Merisi would you like to come to my house! That looks amazing, not for a beginner.

I want that!

@ Marie:
Yes, parchment paper, please.
Waxed paper makes a smelly mess, please do not use it here: Sweet juices are leaking out and add to the caramelization of the bottom crust and this creates temperatures that in my experience are too high for the waxed paper.

@ Corey:
You did such a fantastic job with this blog post!
Sorry that I kept falling asleep under the table while you typed and created. ;-)

My back garden full of fallen apple.I was thinking what can I do. Thank you for recipies and lovely photo .It is give me to courage for try.I also like original home cooking style....

Oh Mon Dieu ! This looks so beautiful and so yummy !!! Ah la pâtisserie....

I;ll be right over!
bliss farm antiques

Mmmm! Yummaceous!

"for beginners" !?!?! I personally would not have even thought of "advanced", you meant "for EXPERTS" !!!!!
If I buy Annie a train or plane ticket, do you think she can come and peel my tons of apples in september ????
My love to the 3 of you !!!
Bake care !!!

Yum! How nice of her to make that for you. I have never had a guest offer to bake/cook for me when they come to my house!

I completely understand where Merisi is coming from. I am also a baker and nothing makes me feel more alive, but also at the same time relaxed and contented than baking for others. It's a feeling that is hard to explain but I understand the love and drive you feel Merisi...I really do. Corey and Annie how lucky you are to be given such a gift from the heart. I wish my computer screen was "scratch and sniff" !

Oh, this posting takes me back in time. Growing up, so many of my friend's mothers were European "war-brides" and brought with them to the US so many recipes such as strudel and sacher torte, etc. During Christmas I would visit the kitchen of one mother who, like Merisi, also hailed from Vienna and taught us to make the buttery light pastry dough. Oui, oui, oui all the way home, indeed! Hahaha!

nice to read about this,, tks forgiving laugh and love in bloglife

I just wish that I could smell it baking. What a wonderful thing to have something so delicious baking in your home.

It looks delish! I am so amazed she was able to make her own phylo dough. I don't think I could ever to that. Next time don't forget to invite me -please!

I'm crying, this looks so good!

I would not dream of trying this myself, but I'm with FH here - man, I would love to eat it! Corey, the photo of the bowl on the chair outside is absolutely stunning - this is definitely one to include in your book ...

Oh, some of your photos reminded me of my sweet Grandmother baking in her kitchen. She always made her own dough, not like me, who buys it already made.

Yes, look what they did to poor Marie Antoinette. Love the Sofia Coppola film!

I used to have an Austrian neighbor who made the best bread . It was full of seeds - sesame , flax , sunflower . So good toasted , the best flavor ever !
the apple strudel looks magical ...

Wow. YUM! Fun! Full sentences seem to escape me on this one.

Just to be in the room with you three incredible cooks . . .the smell, the conversation, the food, the wine . . . all in the south of France . . .le paradis sur terre!

Ever since we were in the Czech Republic and had apricot dumplings in a restaurant in Hluboka, I have wanted to know how to make them. Ours came, snowy white floating on a "sea" of butter! Looking forward to tomorrow!!!

Corey, you have the best, most interesting post. Love, love it.

Please give Merisi my address and tell her she is welcome anytime! Now, why didn't I know Annie was born in America? I've been reading your blog for years and I missed this somehow. I thought it was Greece to France only. Oh dear.

Ah, or is it oui?

I just made Greek pastry the other day for a gathering here this weekend with rolls and rolls of phyllo, which I wouldn't dream of making myself, and pounds of nuts and tons of butter and I dearly wish I had Merisi and Annie and Corey here to help me; to fetch and help roll and to drink wine and tease and cajole and do what women do around the kitchen table.

Your wit is a balm on a hot, humid morning here in the midwest and your pictures, ah, your beautiful pictures transport me back to my family and its women and baking and loving.

Do you know how lucky you are to have these women in your life? You are as lucky as we are to have you in ours, Corey. Merci.

This is such a wonderful post--everyone was cast perfectly!

I'll be right over for the potato something or the other.

Big smiles--I came over from Merisi's blog. This SOOOO reminds me of my grandmother, who almost always had little flecks of powdered sugar or flour somewhere on her apron or cheeks. She was THE best chef/baker. Well done, Merisi! Looks delicious. Great photos to commemorate the event!

Annie's sharpness sweetened with a sprinkle of Merisi. Baked to perfection by you, Corey. Delicious!

I want to know what Yann thought of the strudel. Come on. The one person in the story that can and will eat sans culpabilite'. You leave out his reaction to the end result? Sad


Hey Bro. Mathew
Yann has gained weight, does that tell you anything.
He didn't do the ten thousand dishes, pots and pans, nor did he peel an apple. So his tale got cut short.
But he ate his share and has the kilos to prove it.


Oh this reminds me of my mom's German strudel! Can't wait to give it a try. Wish I had some now with a cup of coffee :)
You certainly have some talented friends and how wonderful that they love to come over and bake!

Corey you have such a way of transporting all of your readers to that special place. I think we were all drooling by the END.

Wish I was there!!!! I could happily eat all of it. Perhaps that is why I am on weight watchers!!! Does she have a weight watchers version!!!! Hahaha! Enjoy!

My Austrian grandmother used to buy strudel from the German bakery in her neighborhood, in Chicago, and bring it with her on visits. It was okay, just okay.

My mouth is watering. Can I come and gain 2 lbs. too? What a treat to have Merisi come a bake for you.


Just found you, what a delight it is to read your blog, I did the opposite of you I am a french woman who moved to the states after marrying an american, this did not work out, now I am still in the states married to a dutchman!!!

After too many years here and trips to France, I feel I belong nowhere. Also had cancer few years back, but life goes on. Your way of seeing life gives me much pleasure. Thank you.

Oops forgot, I come from a very beautiful little town called Saumur on the Loire river and of course great wines!!!!

I can make mini blueberry cupcakes?
Evidence here:
My first and possibly last baking effort.
You better stick with Merisi and her many sticks of beurre...

Fabulous shots. I am quite impressed, ladies. Oink-a-licious is right!

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