Oh, where has the time gone. Or the sun. But anyone who’s lived in the Hauptstadt long enough knows that one doesn’t ask that question out loud after Oct. 1 or thereabouts. Summer disappeared and then there was something that might have been Autumn, but then Winter kicked it aside without much of a how-do-you-do. And even though we might still be craving crisp salads with juicy red tomatoes, what we’re going to get is grünkohl and knacker.
But that’s OK. Winter gives good reason to bake and hibernate, and bake some more. So the HIB team apologizes for being away (making wine, writing books, moving to foreign countries and reporting on penguin-man love) but will now be back with a vengeance, or, at least, with dinner rolls in hand. See you at the table.