Whipping boy: I grew up poor in the Austrian countryside in a community of just two farmers and two or three houses. We had meat once a week, on Sundays for lunch. We had a vegetable garden and ate a lot of potatoes and cabbage. We had milk and made our own cheese. In the summer, my mother worked as a chef in a little resort hotel on a lake and I stayed with her. When it was raining, I would help her or the pastry chef.I loved making Salzburger Nockerl (three or four mountainous peaks of…
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