We are back from the holiday and I am feeling a bit homesick. It takes a while until I get back to my normal life here in Switzerland. In the first days when I opened my eyes in the morning I did not know where I was. Took me several minutes to realize that I am sleeping in my own bed again. If I missed something from home it was definitely my bed.
I do not know about you, but I hate sleeping in other beds. It is not enough that I have difficulties falling asleep, but I also have all kind of pains in the morning. If I could, I would carry my bed with me everywhere, would save me from a lot of trouble.
It is crazy how quickly the 2 weeks flew by. It was quite a busy vacation, running here and there, seeing this and that, visiting everyone. All in all, even a month would not be enough to get everything done when I am back in Hungary. This time we also spent a week at the lake Balaton. I always get emotional on the way to the lake, all my childhood memories rush back, like how I was waiting for my grandfather on the beach, or having my favorite ice cream and walking hand in hand with my mother or my very first catch. And for who knows what reason, I picture everything in washed out colors, like I would be watching old Polaroid images.
There are so many bloggers I would love to meet once for this and that reason, and this time I was lucky to spend a nice evening and dinner with two bloggers and their better halves, with Zita from Zizi's adventures and Vivianne from At down under. It was nice meeting you girls, hope to see you again one day.
So I am back in my kitchen, cooking almost as usual. I got spoiled not having to cook or do anything during the holiday so I still did not find my usual rhythm, but there is also no rush, I am really taking it slow. Not everyone was on vacation it seems. Here at home my garden was busy literally growing into a jungle. Everything is at full bloom. There are artichokes, beetroot, carrots, swiss chard, pumpkin and finally fava beans. I have been desperately waiting for the first harvest and here it is. The less is more, especially when it comes to fava beans, so I prepared crunchy crostini with fava beans and the feather light buffala mozzarella. What could I say else than it was delicious, cannot wait for more fava beans to grow.
Fava bean crostini with buffala mozzarella
And this is where we have been, Balatonfüred, one of the nicest cities at lake Balaton: