Smells like honey…

It has been a quiet weekend. Good for me, good for my studying progress. So there was even time to bake. I made something that was on my waiting list for quite a long time.
Today was the day for Honey Kipferl.

I just don’t find an English word for “Kipferl”. Kipferl are crescent-shaped pastries. They can look a bit like Croissants, but Croissants are from France and made from puff pastry. Kipferl are made from yeast dough.

Those Kipferl are special. The dough was very sticky – it contains quark and buttermilk. But I’m quite in practice in shaping crescents!

I almost got all to look the same!

Then, they got baked for only 8 or 10 minutes, until they were already slightly browned.

Meanwhile, I heated honey and stirred in a bit of butter – the Kipferl got brushed with this icing.

Then, they were baked again for 5-8 minutes . And while the wonderful smell of honey wafted through the flat, I put out those golden brown honey Kipferl.

Oh, and they were yummy! They’re a bit crispy at the ends, just how I like it. The honey icing is perfect! (Dear German-speaking readers, here‘s the recipe. But I had to use a lot more flour, the dough is really, really sticky! Dear English-speaking ones, it’s easy, just write me a comment, and I’ll send it to you immediately. I will type it in soon anyway. You could also make a normal yeast dough and brush your pastries with the honey icing – it’s really just 2-3 tablespoons honey and a teaspoon butter – after several minutes. The icing is easy, but so yummy. The dough and therefore the overall taste would be different, though.)

I’m glad I had the time to make them. My next exam and a presentation I’m really nervous about are moving closer and closer. But you can’t study the whole day, right?
Today, there also was the election for Austria’s Federal President. I love elections. I love stepping in the polling booth and casting my vote. I don’t know why – it feels like changing something, even if it’s just one vote in millions. It feels so grown-up, haha!

After voting, I studied. A honey Kipferl and a coffee with Mum on the balcony (Sun! Sunshine!!!) were the perfect break from studying in between.

I hope I’ll have time for that next weekend, too. Because then, I should really have everything in my head I need. No party, no baking – cramming things in my head is on the schedule.

I’m already so looking forward for the evening Wednesday after this week. Then, my exam is over, my presentation is over and I’ll have fun in the pub with friends, I think. That is, if I don’t fall asleep before going there. Going out is just no fun for me when I’m tired. Friday, I was at a friend’s party and I was so tired that kind of everything got on my nerves – particularly people. (Yeah, I know. People get on my nerves at a party. Not really compatible.)
At 2 o’clock, I decided to go home. So I went to the bus nightline stop. Since I’m used to having to change bus lines at least once because I live the farthest away from the city among my friends, I didn’t even look a lot at the bus plan. After waiting for 15 minutes, I thought, I should maybe still look at where the bus in the other direction would go. Then I saw – hey, the bus stops right in my district before it comes here, I should get to the stop for the other direction! Well, and then I wanted to go over the street and right in front of me, my bus drove away. (You should know that in the night, the busses come in intervalls of half an hour at least.)
That was really annoying, but strangely, I stayed really calm. First, I wanted to get mad at myself for not looking one minute earlier on the plan (One minute!), but then I kind of thought “I can’t change it anymore. At least I can listen to my new album and read my book now.” (Yes, that was all in my bag.), put in my earphones, turned on my music and flipped open my book. I was so glad to get home soon that I just wanted this bus to come whenever it would come – the important thing was that it would bring me home. In the middle of the night I stood there for half an hour, listening to music and reading my book – I couldn’t even stop reading when I was already sitting in the bus. I got strange looks. (And I just needed an hour for getting home, that means sleeeep – yay!)

I’m a sleepy koala bear…

What?
(I just couldn’t decide whether to have the word “sleepy” or “koala” in the title.)

Today was a long day. It has been a pretty long weekend. (My weekend doesn’t end by Sunday night because I don’t have any lectures on Monday.)
This is when I love to lie in my bed in the dark and look out of the window.

I love the street lights that shine in. That’s what I always miss when I’m in the countryside.

My long weekend consisted of a Saturday of shopping (yay!), studying, baking, cooking and running. I extended my running loop!
My Sunday consisted of 5 hours working without sitting even once – I handed out flyers during the Vienna city marathon in a pretty embarassing outfit. Want to see it?

I wore the same the guy on the left does – including helmet. Yes. I made photos with a lot of tourists… The things you do to earn some money… But at least I wasn’t alone and it was actually fun with the girls I worked with.

After work, I was at home for almost two hours, then I had to go to the theatre. On my way, the underground train broke down, and I had to find a bus and another underground line to get there – a distance that normally takes me half an hour took me more than one full hour. I was more than half an hour late for the theatre. But they were so nice there! The ticket says if you’re late, you’re only allowed to go in when there’s a break, but I asked a guy anyway and he was really nice and told me I should ask an attendant to give me some free seat in a quiet place. He sent me to another really nice guy who sent me upstairs and told me the same. Then I had to ask a not so nice woman who said something like “Well, you know you’re really late?” (and I told her that the underground train broke down but afterwards I thought I shouldn’t have done that because what’s that of her business?), but she gave me a seat anyway. And funny thing was, behind me came the guy who got in the theatre with me (and was very polite because he held both doors open for me) but then just looked into the bookshop – then he saw me asking someone and followed because he also was late, but apparently didn’t want to ask anyone if he could get in anyway. Haha, he totally fit the cliché of the man that doesn’t want to ask for help.

Today I got up at half past six to meet a doctor. I have to drive half an hour there. But good thing was: There I went into a shop and found this.

Koala Cocoa Bears! How awesome is that! I recently talked with my cousin about how we miss them and we thought they weren’t available anymore! These sweets are one of the typical sweets of my childhood, haha.

Of course I had to try them instantly. And they’re yummy! (I couldn’t remember how they tasted anymore.) They’re also available with milk cream filling, my cousin told me, but they only had cocoa today.

Look how cute: Small Koala cookies!

Aaaaaw! Yes, I’m enthusiastic about some koala cookies. Childhood memories!

Then I studied. Later I went to another appointment. Then I studied. Then I had my sports course – but it was dreadful today. From my extended running loop and my job and getting up early, I was tired, my body ached and I couldn’t lift my hands and feet anymore. Bah. Now I’m really looking forward to some sleep.

Oh, and yes, in case you’re missing the bakery photos. This is all that’s left:

It once was my favourite Lemon Cake. (The perfect, moist and yummy lemon cake I like despite not liking lemon cake. I already mentioned it here. And here.) And my Mum’s favourite. And hopefully a favourite of the lovely people my parents brought half of the cake because they were invited there. And now, this is what’s left. Mum already “reserved” it for breakfast, haha.

Long post, long sentences. But I don’t care – you want to know why? This is my blog! This is the one place where I can be selfish all along. Ha!
Oh, I’m tired and talking nonsense. Good night, good night! I’ll sleep tight…

It’s apple time again!

Apple Pie again! Apple Pie, Apple Pie, Apple Pie!

I love this apple pie so much, I could gobble it up at once.

I also love to make it. The dough always feels so silky and I love to make the crust and the stripes on top. It’s fun. It’s also fun to lay the apple pieces just the way I’m in the mood. Today, I made an apple flower.

Pretty.

I love the smell when it’s in the oven.

I love to put it out, let it cool and then having a pretty, pretty apple pie waiting for you.

I love to eat it with a cup of coffee and my family.

Apple Pie at its best.

Dear German-speaking readers, find the recipe here. But I use three biiig apples and a lot more sugar. And real butter or margarine. Dear English-speaking readers, just leave a comment if you want the recipe.

Unfortunately, baking apple pie holds me from things I should really do. Studying, for example. As a friend of mine told me, I’ve got motivation troubles until I’ve got time troubles.

Happy Easter!

This is what I made today. It will sit in all the Easter baskets of the family.

You don’t recognise what that is? Let me help you out.

Bunny Buns! As you can see, I had a problem with the sugar icing (it’s not chocolate) – gravity was against me. But we packed them in plastic wrap anyway.

I followed this instruction: Click me! If you don’t speak German, never mind, it’s only about the photos anyway.

Bunny buns ready to go with us to the family visits!

I’m really looking forward to Easter and hope for good weather. Enjoy your Easter, too!