This weekend I was getting ready for my friends to come over for brunch when I saw a huge bowl of apples just looking as if they had no destiny but to go bad and finally be thrown out. Feeling a bit heroic, I decided to rescue them by making the apple pie recipe I learned while I was visiting Tblisi
As I was baking I was filled with memories of Georgia. The thrill of traveling alone, meeting fantastic new people and seeing things I had never seen before. It was such a wonderful feeling and made me want so badly to get back on the road.
|The table cloth hanging on the wall was bought in an underground market by the rail station.|
It was so nice to have my friends over and especially to meet August Knutsen for the first time!
A little extra fun for you below.