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Heute war Stollentag (Today was Stollenday)!

Fresh from the recently delivered stove, the first stollen of the 2014 Christmas Season.

Well, I just sampled a slice of freshly baked, yeasty, and authentic Dresdener Stollen with some fresh black coffee post-supper and following the Young Master's bedtime.  The Grand Duchess and the Young Master, who assisted, outdid themselves this year!  For his part, the Young Master was more interested in consuming the gingerbread man I purchased and brought home for him when I was at the local cafe reading and grading student papers this afternoon.  Naturally, the head was the first thing to go from our poor, unsuspecting Mr. Gingerbreadman once he was presented to the Young Master after supper before we cleared the table.  

Long-time visitors might recall that the idea for the Grand Duchy of Stollen was hatched right about this time way back in early December of 2005.  The Grand Duchess was baking an early stollen to share with her German students one Saturday afternoon while I doodled away across the hallway of our old apartment in my old office, aka The Purple Room.  At that point, I was giving free reign to my imagination, cooking up plans for fictitious mid-18th century combatants in much the same spirit as the late Brigadier Peter Young and Charles Grant Sr.  When suddenly, it hit me. . .  One of my two perpetually warring countries would be called The Grand Duchy of. . .  Stollen!

Over the next few months, the idea took firmer shape as I threw myself headlong into the 18th century, reading more about the actual War of Austrian Succession and Seven Years War, their personalities, campaigns, the armies involved, and their delightful uniforms.  Here we are nine years, and several hundred 25-30mm figures later.  If only free time weren't so rare and precious though.  It seems like I either have time only for painting, or very occasional gaming, or writing about some feature of it, but rarely all three at the same time.  Much like real life, finding the right balance seems to be a challenge.  I don't know how greats like Donald Featherstone seemed to manage it.  But, ah well.  I'm enjoying myself at any rate, and that's the main thing.

And now, if you'll pardon me.  It's back upstairs to the kitchen for another slice of stollen and a refill of coffee.

-- Stokes

Comments

Springinsfeld said…
A splendid sight thanks, just arrived at work and about to consume coffee....if only there were some Stollen here. Enjoy the rest of the loaf.
marinergrim said…
Terrific. Of course you realise that you should be building a field oven in the yard for that "authentic" campaign flavour.
Unknown said…
Looks absolutely delicious...I have some Oblaten-Lebkuchen to tuck into, so time for a coffee.
Best wishes,
Simon
It is delicious men, thank you. And, oddly enough, a field over is on my long-term mental list of non-combatant items to add eventually to the GD of S collection.

Stokes
Fitz-Badger said…
It does look delicious! And I bet it smells wunderbar.
Happy Stollentag to ll at the Grand Duchy!
Chris Gregg said…
Always know Christmas is near when we see Stollen on your blog. Wish I could smell it - any chance of you posting a link to the recipe?
Seasons greetings
Chris G
http://notjustoldschool.blogspot.co.uk
Chris Gregg said…
Apologies, I've found the recipe....should have looked to the right of your post!
Chris G
My Dear Heinz-Ulrich, Greetings!

The season of peace and reconciliation is upon us - as is the temptation to indulge in the culinary delights foisted upon an all too willing population. The gentlemen posters have stolen my praise for the stollen - ENJOY!!

I would like to pick up on the sentiments about time posted at the end of the blog entry. The much esteemed Hal Thinglum once suggested in MWAN that even a few minutes a day can ultimately contribute to the joy that comes with a completed unit or even an army. Just pushing oneself to the painting table for fifteen minutes a day when it seems that life is completely out of control means alsmost two hours of painting in that week. While it may not be always possible it does help getting things done.
All the very best for a wonderful Holiday Season.
Gerardus Magnus
Archbishop Emeritus
Mad Padre said…
So delicious. I am hoping to try my hand at making stollen myself this weekend, using your recipe - wish me luck!

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