I gave my brother peeled apple slices. He placed them one-by-one on the strudel dough that we older ones helped stretch across a cloth on our dinner table. He put some in his mouth. Then came the raisins to scatter on the dough. When it was finished I held him so he could watch our mother lift the cloth underneath the strudel, roll it into a long, thick pastry that fit on a cookie sheet and place it in the oven.
We made many strudels for Christmas and everyone helped.
I’ve never had a dessert that tasted so good.
Linked to Carrot Ranch where Charli Mills offers the theme of family traditions.
Also linked to Crystal Grimes’ Holiday Blogging Party.

That is a perfect dessert indeed, with the brothers working with their mom together, such precious moments shared together along with the dessert.
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That is how I remember it from very long ago. Thank you, Pragalbha!
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The picture at the top of your blog is gorgeous. It looks so inviting.
I’m fascinated by so many different traditions. The theme of family sharing together came through you post quite well. 🙂
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I enjoy walking around those lagoons. There are many trails. Thank you!
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A beautiful memory Frank 💜
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Thank you, Willow!
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That sounds good, and it brings back nice memories of holiday baking.
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It is good to make food together. Thank you, Dan!
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This sounds like wonderful family times, Frank.
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They were. Thank you, Robbie! We didn’t bake as much as you do, but the memories remain.
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Such beautiful memories, Frank.
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Thank you, Eugenia!
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I love how this is as much about the making of the dessert as the having dessert.
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The common activity makes the dessert taste even better. Thank you!
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I made strudel once. It wasn’t easy stretching that dough, but the results were well worth the time and effort. Now you make me want to do it again.
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My mother would first roll it out, then we helped her stretch it by grabbing opposite ends moving around the table. Of course there was a lot of kneading involved to develop the gluten to make it stretch. I’ve tried making it and did not succeed as well as I remembered. Thank you, Mary!
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Often it is the sharing of the tasks that makes the result all the sweeter. I like the tenderness shown between the brothers, too, as if anticipation made them all kinder. Perhaps something for us all to ponder this Christmas season.
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The sharing made that dessert special, but I can still remember that now elusive taste in my mouth. Thank you, Charli!
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What a nice memory. Apple strudel is one of my favourite desserts!
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It is one of mine as well. Thank you, Magarisa!
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Sounds wonderful. I think I can smell them baking! ❤
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Thank you, Colleen! I can still smell them as well.
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Hmmmm… now I will have to make some! LOL! Thanks for the lovely memory. ❤
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Oh Wow, that does sound delish! The ones in the grocery store bakery aren’t worth the price. Very nice slice of nostalgia here too!
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I have never had one quite as nice as the one my mother used to make with our help. Thank you, Jael!
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You’re so welcome, Frank!
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You’ve reminded me of a legendary strudel, and her immigration story shared to me by a friend’s Russian gramma!
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It was legendary and the family making it together added to the legend. Thank you, Liz!
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