Two Sides of the Sacher Torte
Over the summer I made friends with a lovely young person named
Christina Reis.
For all the years that I’ve lived in my current apartment building, I haven’t had friends my age. Finally, for the two months that I spent at home during the internship, I met Christina! And made many memories with her.
For all the years that I’ve lived in my current apartment building, I haven’t had friends my age. Finally, for the two months that I spent at home during the internship, I met Christina! And made many memories with her.
Christina just finished her undergraduate studies in
Renewable Energy in Vienna, Austria, and came to Bangalore to do her
semester-long internship with ZED Homes, the green architecture firm that built
my apartment building.
Over the two months that we spent time together in the
building, we had several fantastically loaded conversations about sustainable
food, sustainable energy, and Christina’s increasing interest in the concept of
bio-mimicry as the technology of the future! When her brother - a nutritional
scientist - visited, we also exchanged several talks on entomophagy – it was
great to meet a fellow insect-eater!
Towards the end of our summer together, one of my favorite memories
is of making Sacher Torte with Christina.
Christina spreads apricot jam on the cake |
I top the cake with chocolate ganache |
Sacher Torte is a classical Austrian confection, made of chocolate cake, apricot jam and chocolate ganache. In the past year I’ve studied about it’s history and invention by Franz Sacher, an Austrian pastry chef, in my Bakery and Viennoiserie class at college. I even sold several elaborately garnished slices of the cake at Nutmeg, the pastry shop at ITC Windsor, where I spend a few days of my internship as the sales girl. And I always saw it as something exotic and foreign -- a delicate and fancy European gateau.
Delicate and Fancy European Gateau (Source) |
When I made it with Christina it was something different. It
was her family’s recipe -- the way her mother and grandmother make it. It was
big, and honest and homely. It carried with it, not the historical tale of an
Austrian pastry chef, but stories of her grandmother’s homemade apricot jam! It
felt warm.
Apricot Jam on the chocolate Sacher sponge -- back home Christina uses her grandma's homemade apricot preserve! |
Our little neighbor cutting the Sacher Torte at Christina's farewell dinner |
It’s fascinating to see foods from different perspectives;
to explore and sometimes challenge your notion of a certain food by seeing it
from someone else’s eyes, or from another side of it’s story.
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Side note: I’ve explored this idea in other posts too:
- Curries of the World, Unite!
- Konkani Ghashi has a Malaysian Counterpart?
- Ghashi's Long Lost Sibling? Part 2
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A lot of my evenings chatting with Christina revolved around
food – even her surname, Reis, means Rice in German! I’ll miss her, but I’m
sure we’ll meet again, perhaps in India, or Austria, or maybe somewhere in
between!
lovely article..so personal and warm like the sacher torte you described and I could almost taste it...
ReplyDeleteThank you! :)
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