Much Ado About Harfim

*HARF Harf HARF!!!!… a Pigeon arrived for you!
It was a rather cute little thing, but had a strange accent. It instructed me to tell you the following:*

*clearing throat*

Hear thee, hear thee, Harfimdur Blackbuckle! Ye have come to know of your many talents.  The fluffienes and exquisite handling of thy spoon, knife and lovely instruments have left thy indeed  inspired.
Ye, the secrete council of the culinary bardig association (CBA) of Qirm, would like to congratulate thee not only to what thee accomplished, but furthermore ye are looking forward to the creations thy cunning Harfimdur will be creating in the future. Ye, be assured, will have thine eyes furthermore on thee and await greatness and grace in thee work.

*then the Pigeon winked… I did not know they can even do this*

So, with much respect and delight, ye wish thee further adventures, to hone thee skills. One day ye may cross paths. Be assured and kindly warned *another wink* a friendly duell, followed by a banquet my take place.

Fare well, young and ambitious dwarf!

Thine sincerely,
avant-goƻter

*PS.: Make Sure to give Einar and Sou Far some extra food, they… amm… thine-something need some more!*

Marshmallow Fluff Ice Cream

Decided to freeze the marshmallow fluff on a whim and holy shit, it stays soft and scoopable even when cold. Now I’m thinking about adding cocoa or chocolate and seeing how that holds up. I heard some insane fools once tried to develop a recipe for whisky filled chocolate spheres in chocolate ice cream or something. Pfff, stealing gold from under a waking dragon’s nose sounds less complicated…

Brown Butter Pecan Chocolate Chip Cookies

Ah, to resist the temptation of grabbing some freshly baked cookies still waiting to cool down…
You know, it’s kind of embarrassing, but I might as well tell the story of how I once got the moniker “Harf the cookie dwarf”.
I was only a wee lad once, with just a stubbly hint of a beard, but already a well developed sweet tooth. We had a community oven in Hofenstadt that the families used, a steady fire smoldering throughout and foods being baked from savory to sweet. But of all the foods, not one would put a spell on me such as a batch of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. Like wisps of vanilla, cocoa and toasty aromas would manifest into solid force and drag me by the collar, away from whatever occupied my mind at that time. One time, there they were, sitting on a shelf, slowly solidifying into a crunchy crust with a gooey center, unattended, unguarded. I took my chances, grabbed some and ran. But who am I but a clumsy dwarf, my dexterity only extends to carving stone or wrangling an instrument, not to stealthing and thieving! I turned a corner, eyes on the prize but not on the floor, tripped, and took a spill so epic over some hot coals from an open fire, it would almost warrant a song being written about it. In the end I had no sweets, but the scolding of some elders, burn marks on the side of my belly that are still visible to this day, and a veritable mountain of embarrassment. For quite a while all the other kids would tease me: “Harf, Harf, the cookie dwarf!”… I kinda don’t like to think about it, but I do like to remember those glorious cookies…

Smoked Maple Syrup Avocado Toast

*Munch* I heard avocado toast is something the fancy, highfalutin folk at the court like to eat. No wonder, because avocados are such a pain to keep around in a travel bag. *Munch* Their lifespan seems to be not ripe, not ripe, not ripe, not ripe, not ripe, not ripe, not ripe, ripe, overripe with little inbetween. *Munch* But…, oh wow, this combination works astonishingly well, the sweet and smoky maple syrup really adds something to the toast. I…, aww I wanted to show the others this amazing discovery, but now I ate it all. Ah well, gotta get some more avocados then.

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