Ten; Tension and Time

In the end, it started in much the same way as it had stopped hours ago. After her memories had slowly turned into dreams and Charlotte had fallen asleep – most uncomfortably – with her head leaned against the window of the hotel room, her brain had finally had the chance to slow down by even the smallest degree, starting a painful process of coming to terms with what she had learned about her late father over the course of…

Nine; Children and Chicks

And just like that their time in Cape Town had come to an end. Well, ‘just like that’ had meant another twenty days filled with adventures around the city – all, obviously led by Barley himself – and at least one portion of Eggs Benedict a day, for once Charlotte had learnt how to prepare them, she simply couldn’t stop. Their first trial had gone over greatly and had been a smashing success with everyone including a neighbor, who had…

Spinach Bread Eggs Benedict

Something always went wrong. It was like the red thread running through all their different cooking adventures; was the one rule that seemed to be followed whenever Charlotte and Louis Eggleton stepped into the kitchen together. And this time was no different. They had only just started to prepare the dough for their English Muffin – the base to the Eggs Benedict they wanted to make – when Louis discovered the absence of one essential ingredient: “What do you mean…

Eight; Muffins and More

All the following night Charlotte had been unable to sleep. In less than 24 hours one dish had become everything she could think about. Looking back at it now, even Egg herself could not understand why she had been so very fascinated with Eggs Benedict and yet, she had literally lost sleep over the sheer excitement of getting to learn how it was all done. Charlotte had always loved to acquire new knowledge in any way, shape or form, having…

Seven; Sneakers and the Sea

Charlotte took one last deep breath in, as they walked away from the farmer’s market and towards whatever new and exciting activity Barley had undoubtedly planned for them. She inhaled as if to try to conserve the scents and memories of the place in her brain; as if to try to have the aroma of freshly baked bread and cinnamon rolls and the taste of her newly discovered Eggs Benedict become one with her body. She wanted to keep them…

Lunchworks

“What is Eggs Benedict?”, Charlotte’s quiet voice barley rang loud enough to be heard over the market’s excited chatter surrounding her. Therefore, it seemed quite strange that the friendly-looking man a couple of metres away turned towards here with a smile and answered with a wink: “Eggs Benedict is everybody’s favourite breakfast food – my wife Andrea’s for example”. His nice tone earned him a shy smile from Charlotte and a puppy-laugh from Barley, who had walked over to shake…

Six; Markets and Men

When she looked out her window this evening, the city lights blurred in front of her eyes, forming and re-forming shapes until Vienna disappeared altogether and her thoughts transported her back to another time, another place, another life … * Though South Africa was caught in the middle of winter when the little family had landed in Cape Town, a bright sun had smiled at them from high up in the sky. It had been a nice greeting, especially as…