Category: #baking

To my younger self

I can’t bake. This is something I already wrote many times here in the blog, and I have said it out loud so many times that I’ve lost count. It is a strange machine our brain, isn’t it? We store a piece of information and it just lives there, rent free, no questions asked. I…

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Of Odysseus, saints, ricotta

“Nobody, that’s my name. Nobody — so my mother and father call me, all my friends.” My love affair with ricotta started very late in my life, and for this I will never forgive myself. There are a few ingredients that I used to despise when I was a kid, and only as an “adult”…

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Maria Theresa’s smile

“She swears lazy Sundays were made for her. Doing whatever it is she wants to do, even if it is, nothing at all.” For me lazy Sundays are all about sweet treats, keeping alive the typical Italian tradition of having pastries or cake to celebrate the end of the week. One of my favourite Sunday…

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Love actually

“Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion’s starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don’t see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it’s not particularly dignified or newsworthy,…

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Love your discard

I have got a confession to make: I am one of those people that made sourdough during the lockdown. Actually, I became obsessed with it, and I tried to follow as many recipes as possible with my lovely starter: pizza, bread, pancakes, pretzel; you name it, I have probably done it (hundreds of times, with…

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Tiramisu and its dirty secrets

Who knew that the key for paradise were a few ingredients and a brothel? Very random, isn’t it? Savoiardi, mascarpone, eggs, coffee: this is what comes to mind when thinking about Tiramisu. What the majority of non-italian speakers dont know, is that its name literally translates as “pick me up”. It is a curious name…

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Hot stuff

Picture this: you are living by the sea, kissed by the sunshine almost every day of the year and gifted with the longest summers you can ever imagine. All you want is something refreshing, that can help you cope with the heat, and this is exactly the type of food your area is famous for.…

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When life gives you lemons

New Year’s Eve 2019, 23:59. Ready to celebrate the new year with a glass of prosecco and a resolution list longer than usual (this is what happens when you carry the same goals since 2014), I promised myself this would have been my year. AHAHAHA. Well so far it didn’t quite go as expected. But…

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And they say romance is dead

Have you ever heard of maritati pasta? It is a special pasta combination, made of orecchiette and maccheroni (also known as minchiareddi), particularly famous in Puglia, one of the most beautiful regions in Italy. Maritati in italian means “married”, and this pasta basically represents the marriage between orecchiette pasta (the woman), and maccheroni (the man).…

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