"My parents, the devoted bakers that they were, spent most of their time in their pastry shop. So Sundays were always a day for my entire family to come together. Like most children, my brother and I preferred sweets over fruits and vegetables. In order for us to get our daily intake, my mother had to hide it in these pancakes. I still have the smell of the freshly baked kaiserschmarren with just a hint of rum forever in my nose...."