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Updated: June 26, 2025
But Dave detained her. "Minna!" She stopped and turned back to him. "You will?" "Sprechen sie Deutsch, Minna?" "Ja yes why not? I should think I do. I always could. Why couldn't I?" She went on her mission, grumbling pettishly. Why shouldn't she speak her own language? What did the man think? He must be a joker! "Mamma!" Herman called again. "Git also the young one some that apfel kuchen.
This latter is a round boiler, hung on four wheels, and is about a metre in diameter and a metre in depth. Then, under the driver's seat or perhaps not right under, is a tiny oven where are baked kuchen or a steaming pudding.
'Will you have coffee, Fraulein, or beer? It sounds prosaic, but it is very, very good, as you will see. Pathways in Germany always end in coffee and Kuchen and waiters in white aprons." But, "Oh, no!" I exclaimed, for his mood was infectious. "This is France. Please! The golden pathway will end in a picturesque little French farm, with a dairy.
Frau Knapf was for both eggs and bread-and-milk with a dash of meat and potatoes thrown in for good measure, and a slice or so of Kuchen on the side. We compromised on one egg, one glass of milk, and a slice of lavishly buttered bread, and jelly. It was a clean, sweet, sleepy-eyed Bennie that we tucked between the sheets.
Line one or two plates with a thin roll of kuchen dough and let it rise again in the pans which have been heavily greased. Have some prunes boiled very soft, take out the kernels, mash them until like mush, sweeten to taste, add cinnamon and grated peel of a lemon or lemon juice, put in the lined pie-plates and bake immediately. Serve with whipped cream, sweetened and flavored.
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