Almost four years ago we started cooking for Ronald Steiner’s and Anna Trökes’s Ashtanga teacher training classes. The students are about to graduate after four years of study and hard work. Having complete the same training ourselves we developed a special bond with the group and feel privileged to have been a part of their four year journey. From the beginning we developed a special connection were excited to be able to be part of the training but from a different perspective from the time we were students ourselves.
Anyone who has completed teacher training knows that change and evolving is an integral part of the experience. Indeed personal growth and change is the inevitable result the training and study. While we may have been in the kitchen chopping carrots and causing the blenders to roar our thoughts and hearts were often with those in the classroom. We remember the days when you struggled or when you were asked the dreaded vinyasa count.
Occasionally, a student would end up in the kitchen just to momentarily escape the the classroom and find some measure of peace scrubbing pots and pans. Our kitchen sometimes served as a place clear your mind or rest a beat up hamstring. We came to be more than “just cooks”, we became part of the group.
Thank you so much for letting us be a part of your experience. We wish you every success and that your journey never ends.
Thank you Trikas, till we meet again.
During the last 3 years pink elephant cooking has evolved and changed a bit since we started. Parinima* in the kitchen so to say.
So where does this *evolution in the kitchen come from? Experience!
The journey of daily ashtanga yoga practice has definitely a huge impact on our style and understanding of cooking. As yoga practitioners we need a well balanced diet to be able to get on that mat everyday. Light, nutritious and fun food. With the practice our bodies give us information about what is beneficial. As the mind gets more subtle so does your body. So what you put in your belly becomes a preety important issue and you start to realize that maybe those french fries at 10 o’clock at night we’re not the best idea (even though they were ohhhh sooo yummy).
It is amazing to see what difference pink elephant cooking has not only made for us but for many others. We are very lucky to have a big forum by cooking for lots of other yogis and we get such amazing feedback about what impact our food has on them.
Many people with all kinds allergies, rheumatism and other health issues have been our guests and experience drastic improvements during the time where they eat our food.
We knew we were doing something good but this feedback from people with different health issues has been overwhelming and such an inspiration and motivation to do what we do.
Of course we do not see us as healers of any kind but these stories just show us how important nutirtion, especially in combination with yoga can be.
Keep on cooking and practicing kids!
Seven months out of the year we are travelling from one place to another. Inbetween we go home for a couple of days to do a couple loads of laundry, have a good nights sleep in our own beds, meet friends for some high fives and most important give our mothers a kiss.
We are truly blessed to be doing what we are doing. We are able to share our passion about yummy healthy food with people from all over the world. We not so sure we saw all this coming but we sure are happy pants about it.
Big huge „thank you“ to all our wonderful eaters, all the yoga teachers and free spirits who have invited us to be part of their projects and give us a forum to spread the word about pink elephant cooking.
We hope this is only the beggining of many journeys to meet many more interesting peeps and share our knowledge with passion and humor.
Till we one day maybe meet in the kitchen, stay funky and eat happy!
Einer der schönsten Aufgaben die wir als reisende Köche haben ist auf den verschiedensten Märkte einkaufen zu gehen. Gerade im Ausland ist das immer eine spannende Angelegenheit. Kaum vom Flughafen raus oder mit dem Auto angekommen können wir es kaum erwarten auf den nächsten Markt zu gehen. Mit Händen und Füßen und ein paar Brocken der jeweiligen Landessprache (oder auch nicht) werden Kiloweise die Sachen aus der Region, am liebsten direkt vom Bauern, eingekauft. Das Treiben, die frische Ware, die Blicke der Verkäufer wenn wir sagen „wir nehmen alle!“…