Fondue with Chopsticks

Do you know the feeling to be living abroad and, all of a sudden, feeling the ultimate desire to eat some food you used to eat back home (the land of the cows, watches, banks and cheese (to mention some of the clichés) – or simply Switzerland- in my case)? I felt it last week and decided to finally open the packages of fondue and Rösti that I have been storing in my fridge for quite some time.

I, therefore, sent out some text messages looking for victims crazy and courageous enough to join in the feast consisting of cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese and some pro forma potatoes.. I was delighted, that Rebecca, Isabelle and I could finally “cook” for Soraya, Edu, Keshav, Aude, Pierre, Hemant, Pavel, Derren and Nick.

The cooking and eating was slightly and charmingly different from the all-Swiss version. As there were no forks in Echo’s apartment (Even though she was sunbathing in Thailand at the time she let us use her roomy apartment. “Danggschön vill mol” (as a Bebbi would say) Echo!!) we had to change plans and use chopsticks instead. Great way to grab the bred and dip it into the cheese actually! Try it, dear Swiss friends. Another thing we couldn’t get hold of: Schnaps. Well then, we swapped it for Vodka, drank some white wine and quite some beer (which, I know, and we all know by now, is not what one should drink with Fondue..)

Satisfied (well, at least I was..;), with a considerable nugget in our stomach and somewhat “happy” we finished the evening dancing in Echo’s (and soon Nick’s party) apartment. Felt like home, especially among so many seemingly masochistic fellows. Cheers!