...of cowbells ringing throughout the countryside. And mostly I think of our friends who live in the French part of the country. And I smile...as I think of the good times we have had when we visited them. They were excellent tour guides...and took us to places that no tourists go.
We picnicked on Mont Soleil...visited the caves where the Swiss Mennonites secretly met to worship in the 16th century for fear of persecution...
....and observed a Swiss wrestling match.
We saw glaciers...crossed lakes...and rode a gondola to the top of the Schilthorn.
We spent some time at the homestead where Pierre grew up...
The food we enjoyed while in Switzerland are dishes we will never forget...we had raclette, fondue and rösti...and cheeses that we had never before heard of.
Pierre's mother invited us for dinner...and prepared a traditional Swiss meal which included rösti.
She was a warm and hospitable lady...who bustled about in her cozy country kitchen to serve her Canadian visitors. When I think of true Swiss dining...I think of eating in the Boegli kitchen.
Rösti is a dish made of grated potatoes (somewhat like hashbrowns) and fried until tender on the inside with a crunchy golden crust.I've tried my hand at cooking rösti recently...and if you are interested in having Swiss-style potatoes...I posted the recipe right here.
Thoughts of our time spent in Switzerland bring back many wonderful memories. Oh yes...and today I am remembering that Ute is celebrating a birthday....and sending birthday greetings her way...and wishing her all good things in the year that lies ahead.
Have a great day...