ot many things on this planet are as comforting as that enchanting, mouthwatering smell of freshly baked buchteln in the winter evening! Cozy couch and a blanket, a cup of hot tea, and warm, crispy on the outside buchtel will make the end of your day a sheer haven! In Croatia, almost every grandmother, mine included, makes them for her grandchildren, and that smell always takes me back to my childhood, just like did to the famous writer Marcel Proust. Buchteln are usually filled with jam, well sealed and assembled in a baking dish closely, so when they rise, they stick together, resembling a honeycomb. I prefer to eat my buchteln warm (not hot!) because that way I have the best of both worlds – slightly crispy crust on the outside and cotton-like soft inside filled with a hot portion of jam. Yummy!
But who could ever wait for them to cool down? Tongue burned with hot jam is a side effect also tightly tied to my buchteln childhood memories, so be careful and blow hard before you taste! If you can wait, that is, hehe…:)
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