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Of druids, sins and pasta

“Through singing, opera must make you weep, shudder, die.”- Vincenzo Bellini Today we are in Catania,  the second largest city in Sicily after Palermo, famous for her majestic location at the foot of Mount Etna, one of the world’s most active volcanoes. Curiosity #1: The word Etna comes from the Greek αἴθω (aithō), meaning “I burn” Curiosity…

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All (small) ears

There is a place, in the South of Italy, where time stands still: it doesn’t matter if you have the new iphone, if you are a youtuber or a social media manager, if you prefer to have breakfast with an avocado toast or an açaí bowl – nothing matters, as things in here are done…

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Six impossible things

“Let’s consider your age to begin with — how old are you?’ ‘I’m seven and a half exactly.’ ‘You needn’t say “exactually,”’ the Queen remarked: ‘I can believe it without that. Now I’ll give you something to believe. I’m just one hundred and one, five months and a day.’ ‘I can’t believe that!’ said Alice.…

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The gnocchetti call

You have now mastered the art of malloreddus, you are a pro using the wood board, you can make gnocchetti with both thumbs tied and your eyes closed, probably standing on one leg. I am proud. For those that didn’t read my previous post, here is it, along with my huge disappointment: https://theparmigianawhisperer.blog/2020/07/07/know-your-gnocchetti/ Now we…

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Rice, meet ragù

Sicily is the Queen of the Mediterranean sea: she is there, in her all glory, kissed by the waves and hugged by the sunshine. She is majestic, with her natural gifts like Mount Etna or the Aolian islands – and like the most beautiful women, her history makes her even more charming: the Valley of…

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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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