Za one trenutke kada je potrebno malo carolije - kompot od dunja, vina i dzumbira * For those moments when magic is desired - quince and ginger compote

Postoje neki dani kada je porebno posegnuti za malo magije. Otvoriti vrata, prastarog hrastova ormara, ciji se teski vonj proteze udaljenim hodnikom sjecanja i izvaditi carobni stapic. Otresti sa njega nakupljenu prasinu i nepozeljne bube i zamahnuti jako. Toliko jako da jedan ostri shshshshsh ostane lebdjeti u zraku, dugo nakon sto je ruka zastala.

Takvi trenuci najcesce se javljaju u jesen. Tada dani postaju kraci, jutra siva i ogoljela, nestaje sarene carolije predivnih ljetnih predvecerja i u ljudima se javljaju teski koraci, teske misli.

There are some days when you need to reach for a little magic. Open the door, the ancient oak cabinets, whose heady scent corridor extends remote memories and pull out a magic wand. Shake accumulated dirt and undesirable bugs and swing it. So strong that one sharp shshshshsh remain suspended in the air long after the hand stopped. Such events usually occur in the fall. And the days get shorter, the morning is gray and stark, colorful spells of a beautiful summer eve is gone and people appear with a heavy footsteps, heavy thoughts.

 

 

 

Tada je nabolje urediti svoj skromni dom prikladno miru koji se cuti. Pospremiti snjezno bijele skoljke koje bi nas mogle podsjetiti na ono sto vise nije, i okrenuti se sa veseljem toplim tonovima pristigle jeseni. Vrijeme je da se izvade meki pokrivaci, nabrzinu pospremljene svijece i treperave lampice. Vrijeme je da se iz omiljenog cajnika siri miris teskog, crnog caja koji poziva na lutanja magicnim putevima dugih zimskih noci.

 

The best cure is to decorate you modest home by the peace that you desire. Save a snowy white shells that might remind us of what we no longer have, and turn to the warm tones of arrived autumn. Time to pull out the soft blanket, candles and trebly  lights. It's time to get out your favorite teapot that smells of heavy, black tea, that invites you to hit the magical roads of the long winter nights.

 

 

U tim posebnim trenucima potrebno je zadovoljiti sva cula. Mene jesen uvijek iznova odvede na putovanje mokrim ulicama Zagreba , i tada .... carolijom obavijem osmijeh, zatvorim kovceg srebrnim katancem i odlutam na pocetak.

In these special moments, it is necessary to satisfy all the senses. The fall always takes me on a journey to the wet streets of Zagreb, and then .... I disguise my smile with magic,  I close my suitcase with a silver padlock and I wander off to the beginning.

 

 

 

 

 

Kratko kucanje na vratima i zvuk koraka na drvenom podu.

- " Dobro vece, udji brzo, sjedi, odmah cu.....!" - i nestade u mirisu djumbira i melise ....

 

Vrijeme je carolije, sakrivenih osmjeha i nikad naglas izrecenih zelja. Vrijeme je zapisa na pozutjelom papiru savijenog 7 puta. Okusa dugih, kisnih noci i zvuka poslijednjeg tramvaja za Savu.

Sa stola lijevo tanani trag dima, sa stola desno veseli plam svijece. U kotlicu vriju dunje, vino i tko zna jos sto. Ne pitam. U zraku zvonki smijeh i zvuk ciganske violine ...

 

- "Otvori prozor, otvori prozor - vrijeme je!!!!...." - i prospe se carobni prah po vremenskoj stazi, i zastanu ljudi i stade kisa. Ja stojim pred ulazom, dlanovi mi prepuni tvog svijeta, pokisla do koze, a u dusi mir.

 

- "Dobro mi dosla....u jesen mog zivota. Udji i ostani...!" - lagani naklon i neuspjesno sakriven mjesec u oku...

 

I rusi se svijet od karata na pragu tvoga doma....

 

Short knock on the door and the sound of footsteps on the wooden floor. - "Good evening, enter quickly, sit, I'll will come  ....." - And she was gone in the aroma of  ginger and lemon balm ....
It is time of magic, hidden smiles and never loudly pronounced desires. It's time of a inscription written on the yellowed paper and folded 7 times. It is time of long flavors, rainy nights and the sounds of the last tram that goes to river Sava.
From the table to the left the tiny trail of smoke, from the table to the right cheerful flame of candle. In the cauldron boiling quince, wine and who knows yet what. Do not ask. In the air reverberant sound of laughter and gypsy violins ...

- "Open the window, open the window - it's time!! ...." - And the magic powder has been spelt per track timeline, and people are motionless and the rain stopped.

I'm standing on your doorstep, palms full your world, soaked to the skin, with peace in my soul.
- "You're very welcome .... in the autumn of my life. Come and stay ..." - A slight bow and unsuccessfully hidden Moon that reflects in your eye ...

And the world of cards collapse on the doorstep of your home...

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Osim carobnog kotlica, najlijepseg osmjeha i dzaka punog ljubavi , za kompot od dunja i dzumbira biti ce vam potrebno i:

 

Besides the magical cauldron, most beautiful smile and sack full of love  for a compote of quince and ginger will be required as follows: 

 

 

                                     750 ml bijelog vina                                      

400 ml vode

300 gr secera

svijezi dzumbir (oko 5 cm)

1 kg oguljenih i ociscenih dunja

1 jusna zlica limunovog soka

1 stapic cimeta

 

 

Vino,secer, na trake narezani dzumbir i cimet staviti u lonac da zakipi. Nakon sto se secer otopi dodati na kriske narezane dunje. Kuhati dok dunje potpuno ne omeksaju. Ako je potrebno dodati jos vode. Kada su dunje omeksale, prebaciti ih u drugu posudu, a tekucinu ostaviti jos malo da kipi. Naposlijetku izvaditi dzumbir i dodati sok od limuna. Preliti dunje sirupom. Moze se jesti toplo ili hladno, a u frizideru prezivljava do 2 tjedna (a mozda i dulje....)

750 ml white wine
400 ml of water
300 grams of sugar
fresh ginger (about 5 cm)
1 kg peeled and cleaned quince
1 tablespoon lemon juice
1 cinnamon stick

Wine, sugar, sliced ginger and cinnamon stick put in a pot to boil. After the sugar has melted add the sliced ​​quince slices. Reduce heat, and simmer gently until quinces are tender, 25 to 45 minutes. Cook until the quince is completely soft. If necessary add more water. When quinces are soggy, transfer them to a bowl. Bring liquid in saucepan to a simmer, and cook until slightly syrupy, about 5 minutes. Remove, and discard ginger. Stir in lemon juice. Pour syrup over quinces. It can be eaten hot or cold, in the refrigerator up to 2 weeks survives (and maybe more ....).