When Anita comes to town we go on long walks into the country side. Anita lives in the "big city" and has a charming country house in our little town.


I grew up in a small farming community, in East Germany. On Saturdays, our town baker would permit residents to bake their own cakes in his huge ovens. Along with other residents, I would carry a large baking sheet of unbaked Streusel Kuchen on top of my head, through town and to the Baker. We would pick up our finished cakes a few hours later. While carrying the cake, I would eat a few Streusel off of the unbaked cake, not too many Streusel or my Mother would notice.
Gina