If there’s something that I really appreciate about the Batic States, is the “easy peasiness” of foraging wild foods: mushrooms, apples, pears, berries, nuts, plants, they’re literally everywhere.
Every week since I’ve arrived, I have the same ritual: with a basket under my arm, I go searching for the very best that nature can offer. I come back home every single time, laden with so many delicious apples. Each one has a unique flavor: small ones are very sweet, acid yellows, greens with the taste of a mushroom … There’s a myriad of flavors!
At least five kilos of apples are collected each week. As fruits are not treated, apples do not last forever. And after a few days, they start to rot already. This is how I rediscovered the ancient techniques of fruit preservations. The kitchen is filled with jars, apples are drying up along the walls and on the balcony, compotes and other jams are stored in cupboards and fridge.