I spend the day making jewelry and more importantly Aprikosenkuchen (apricot pies). After calling my dad in Switzerland for the recipe, I got to work. I wasn’t sure how they would turn out. For the last hour our house has been filled with such a familiar sweet smell. So many childhood memories have been rushing into my head. I just took the pies out of the oven and couldn’t resist having a couple of pieces. Oh god they are so good. Almost as good as my dad’s and for sure amazing for my first try.
Here are a few pictures of my day’s work.
Ciao!
