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Guacamole with beet and apple

Guacamole with beet and apple | in my Red Kitchen #guacamole #Mexican #beets #apple

– Click here for this recipe in Dutch -> Guacamole met bieten en appel

Today you can find a new recipe by me on the blog of Simone, Simone’s Kitchen.

Simone herself is vacationing for a month with her ​​lazy ass in Indonesia and she asked me to write a guestblog for during her absence. No I’m kidding. Not about the guest blog but about her lazy ass. Simone is one of the hardest working people I know, and I often think, ‘How does she do it ?’.
Muchos respectos for Simone and I hope they are enjoying their vacation immensely!!

You should follow her Facebook page, I already saw some nice pictures from Indonesia passing by.

And after that you should go to Simone’s Kitchen for my recipe for Guacamole with beet and apple!

A surprising combination that is oh so yummy. And also perfect for Fall, right?

Guacamole with beet and apple | in my Red Kitchen #guacamole #Mexican #beets #apple

 

 

Roasted carnival squash with gorgonzola

Roasted squash with gorgonzola, mushrooms and apple | in my Red Kitchen #fall #fallfood #pumpkin #squash – Click here for this recipe in Dutch -> Gevulde pompoen met gorgonzola

The last few days weren’t as hot anymore as it was last week in LA. Ok still a really nice temperature, but no heat wave anymore. Now I could finally prepare the carnival squash I received from Frieda’s. Because believe me, if it’s so hot, I have absolutely no desire to turn on the oven, let alone to eat squash.

I didn’t grow up with pumpkins and only Continue reading

Dutch Potato Salad – Huzarensalade

A couple of weeks ago I was sitting on the balcony, with my laptop working on a blogpost. Suddenly I heard somebody calling:
“Hello!”

“Hello!”

“Heeelllooooohooo!”

I sat still and looked around. There was nobody I could see from where I sat. So it sure wasn’t for me. I wasn’t expecting visitors and nobody could see me from down the street because we have an enclosed balcony.
So I ignored it.

But then, a week later it was the same voice:

“Hello!”

“Helloooohooo!”

“You, on the balcony!”

From where I sat I couldn’t see any other neighbors on their balconies, so maybe this person wás calling me after all? But how could he see me? Strange!

Huzarensalade P

 

So I got up and looked down. Continue reading