C’era una volta una casa, di famiglia, chiusa da tanti anni che bisognava andare a visitare, a riaprire per risolvere tanti piccoli problemi che negli anni si erano cumulati.
Quale occasione migliore di un lungo ponte?
Quale?
E via, siamo partiti Ciccina, io e il desso, con la nostra mitica Saxò (1.100 cavalli di razza) alla volta di terre lontane.
Dove siamo stati?
i giocattoli di Ciccina (non amava le bambole, strana, eh?)
After crossing the Apennines, the air smelled of Vasto (maybe FDZ was cooking its new dishes and locally caught invited us to lunch? Nothing), and finally arrived at home after more or less, 4 Oretta.
premise (you will know) that laziness is my forte, but the show (with all due respect) it was devastating.
do not know if you've never reopened an abandoned house?!
course, heating, hot water and cooking gas needless to talk about it. The moisture penetrates malignant bone and the layer of dust on which you walk you get (I swear I'm not exaggerating) ankles.
dead insects and cobwebs welcome you spectral, sheets and towels smell like mildew. So
I suffered a lack.
Ciccina, seeing my despair, as it is practical and beautiful, it was immediately put to work, ensuring survival for the night and dust, shake, shake, take in a suitcase, retrieves square feet, throws DDT, gets a quadrilateral 12 square meters suitable to the task.
say a little 'as the story of Davy Crockett to Fort Alamo besieged by Mexicans.
So we got good buzz (they say so?) At work, each in their own specialty and 48 hours in the house was habitable (or almost).
Ciccillo worked much cleaner.
premise (you will know) that laziness is my forte, but the show (with all due respect) it was devastating.
do not know if you've never reopened an abandoned house?!
course, heating, hot water and cooking gas needless to talk about it. The moisture penetrates malignant bone and the layer of dust on which you walk you get (I swear I'm not exaggerating) ankles.
dead insects and cobwebs welcome you spectral, sheets and towels smell like mildew. So
I suffered a lack.
Ciccina, seeing my despair, as it is practical and beautiful, it was immediately put to work, ensuring survival for the night and dust, shake, shake, take in a suitcase, retrieves square feet, throws DDT, gets a quadrilateral 12 square meters suitable to the task.
say a little 'as the story of Davy Crockett to Fort Alamo besieged by Mexicans.
So we got good buzz (they say so?) At work, each in their own specialty and 48 hours in the house was habitable (or almost).
Ciccillo worked much cleaner.
I've finally read the instruction manual of the machine Photo (not everything) and I did a little 'experience.
But I became a great expert in BBQ.
And I could just look around in astonishment I learned the beauty of the area. There is also the sea (photo left a tab).
But not enough! We also granted recreation and exploration.
In a raid we went to Ascoli Piceno, a charming town of Marche, the third edition of "Italian Fried." A delightful town, but cloaked in the smell of fried ... (What else?).
short, a Unity Day (do not know if you have any) in the donuts and varied. There were stand
Abruzzo (fried cheese), Alto Adige (donuts, etc..) Campania (panzarotti and zeppoline), Emilia Romagna (fried cake, etc..) Marche (from owner, freshly caught fried fish and fried stuffed ), Piemonte (Piedmont Joint), Sicily (arancine, fritters, Sicilian cuddridedda, cannoli [finished]), Toscana (Tuscan mixed) and "world food" India (samosa, pakora mix, gulab), Morocco (brewas sweet and savory , scebbakie), Peru (chicarron, Broaster chicken, etc..), Portugal (pasteis de bacalhau [damn it was over!] pataniscas, etc..) Slovak Republic (encian, palačinky).
I would say that the stand was the most popular Sicilian. Large Japanese tempura
absences (there was a conference explanatory [but as they say? You do the fried?]), The fried artichoke the Roman ghetto (personal opinion) and felafel (or falafel ) . There was a
... Vinea Piceno with some regional wines (red, large), Tuscany (Chianti is as good as ever while the Sangiovese less convincing [de gustibus ...]), lacked the wines of South Tyrol clear that perhaps the best fried to be married, too bad.
But the greatest sin was to drink in paper cups.
launch a crusade against the paper cup, those who follow me?
(Once I was in Frankfurt for an exhibition of wines of the Rhine [really delicious], where the companies they gave you to drink a shot glass with their logo and you leave a deposit.
If you get back the money given otherwise preserved I remember the glass.
We are divided by 18 glasses. This is civilization!)
So let's stand we needed to rest and hospitality in a nice bar in Piazza del Popolo (bellissima!) to drink a great beer (for the record a San Miguel).
The night heartburn that I will not tell you.
enough, I do not have age Holiday Unit and I have not even stomach (or liver?). And to think I had 2-3
addresses of restaurants, "big big"! May 1
course we can not go shopping and then return home, we were able to start a new section of this blog: The Consequences of Love.
mean?
dishes that come from other dishes, remnants short, the art of recycling or the "empty-fridge."
The dish tonight is a consequence (fantastic, almost better than the original) of the famous Spaghetti garlic and oil. Rightfully belongs to the author of False because of the series can be make an omelette without breaking eggs?
In Naples you can.
The omelette
scammer scammer, who was he or she? Or was it?
a) is a scammer industrious village of Ariano Irpino (AV) where there was a memory of the hens that forced people into a long winter, to develop an alternative cuisine;
b) Aureliana scammer was a nasty neighbor across from my mother that remained without eggs and not wanting to borrow, invented to spite the legendary omelet (later copied in spite of my mother)
c) Skammeri Albanian was my nanny, so poor that he only knew the goats, as know, do not le uova;
d) Ska era il cuoco di bordo di una nave vichinga che, accortosi di aver dimenticato di comprare le uova prima di imbarcarsi, piuttosto che farsi decapitare, ingegnò questo piatto portentoso ma purtroppo gli venne bruciacchiato, allora il prode capitano Eron Kiapp lo fece buttare a mare (insieme alla frittata), rimase nella mitologia norrena in quanto la vedetta dell’albero maestro, vedendolo a bagno gridò: Ska a mer!;
e) Miss Mary Skam era una simpatica e cicciotella dietista del St. Mary Hospital di Oxford impegnata a diffondere i benefici connessi alla dieta mediterranea e amante dei (paesi) latini. Provò grande sconcerto quando, proprio lei, risultò ipercolesterolemica ad un normale controllo del sangue made virtue of necessity and then obtaining his brief moment of fame (in some Neapolitan families);
f) Other,.
Ingredients (for 2 plates of spaghetti and garlic-oil tonight 4 servings of cake tomorrow)
Vermicelli 500 grams.
black Gaeta olives 200 gr.
Capers 70-100 gr.
salted anchovies 4-5
pepper to taste. (It takes) 2-3 cloves garlic
flavorful extra virgin olive oil 6 tablespoons parsley
Sale (pochissimo!)
(Once I was in Frankfurt for an exhibition of wines of the Rhine [really delicious], where the companies they gave you to drink a shot glass with their logo and you leave a deposit.
If you get back the money given otherwise preserved I remember the glass.
We are divided by 18 glasses. This is civilization!)
So let's stand we needed to rest and hospitality in a nice bar in Piazza del Popolo (bellissima!) to drink a great beer (for the record a San Miguel).
The night heartburn that I will not tell you.
enough, I do not have age Holiday Unit and I have not even stomach (or liver?). And to think I had 2-3
addresses of restaurants, "big big"! May 1
course we can not go shopping and then return home, we were able to start a new section of this blog: The Consequences of Love.
mean?
dishes that come from other dishes, remnants short, the art of recycling or the "empty-fridge."
The dish tonight is a consequence (fantastic, almost better than the original) of the famous Spaghetti garlic and oil. Rightfully belongs to the author of False because of the series can be make an omelette without breaking eggs?
In Naples you can.
The omelette
scammer scammer, who was he or she? Or was it?
a) is a scammer industrious village of Ariano Irpino (AV) where there was a memory of the hens that forced people into a long winter, to develop an alternative cuisine;
b) Aureliana scammer was a nasty neighbor across from my mother that remained without eggs and not wanting to borrow, invented to spite the legendary omelet (later copied in spite of my mother)
c) Skammeri Albanian was my nanny, so poor that he only knew the goats, as know, do not le uova;
d) Ska era il cuoco di bordo di una nave vichinga che, accortosi di aver dimenticato di comprare le uova prima di imbarcarsi, piuttosto che farsi decapitare, ingegnò questo piatto portentoso ma purtroppo gli venne bruciacchiato, allora il prode capitano Eron Kiapp lo fece buttare a mare (insieme alla frittata), rimase nella mitologia norrena in quanto la vedetta dell’albero maestro, vedendolo a bagno gridò: Ska a mer!;
e) Miss Mary Skam era una simpatica e cicciotella dietista del St. Mary Hospital di Oxford impegnata a diffondere i benefici connessi alla dieta mediterranea e amante dei (paesi) latini. Provò grande sconcerto quando, proprio lei, risultò ipercolesterolemica ad un normale controllo del sangue made virtue of necessity and then obtaining his brief moment of fame (in some Neapolitan families);
f) Other,.
Ingredients (for 2 plates of spaghetti and garlic-oil tonight 4 servings of cake tomorrow)
Vermicelli 500 grams.
black Gaeta olives 200 gr.
Capers 70-100 gr.
salted anchovies 4-5
pepper to taste. (It takes) 2-3 cloves garlic
flavorful extra virgin olive oil 6 tablespoons parsley
Sale (pochissimo!)
proceed because I'm getting hungry.
Spaghetti garlic and oil there are endless variations, all good, with nuts with the bread crumbs (the home made) with the artichokes with seafood (of course), with the tomatoes and so on. etc..!
So at least one third of Neapolitan cuisine takes off from this base.
tonight's recipe is as Puttanesca is the gricia all'amatriciana .
Rinse and pit the olives, capers and chop desalted with a little parsley.
Put 4 tbsp oil in a frying pan enough to get the spaghetti at the right time.
fry garlic, anchovies and chilli, when golden remove them (the anchovies are disappearing) and add the mince.
Gradually add hot in a few minutes, stirring with a spatula and set aside a few tablespoons of seasoning. In
plenty of water (a little) salt cook the noodles until al dente (I have them cooked for 9-10 'instead of the 14 listed on the package, just to understand), drain and sauté briefly in a pan add the remaining parsley.
yourself, topped with two tablespoons of seasoning that you put aside and eat quietly at the table because the anxiety is bad.
keep the rest of the dough in the fridge.
Next day: grease the already known mitilus pan with the remaining two tablespoons of oil, the dough well massed, close, place a hack to slope and cook over low heat, rotating the pan on oblique 'hack.
Dopo circa 15’ girate e ripetete la rotazione per altri 10. Deve risultare croccante fuori e morbida dentro.
Prima di affettarla aspettate che si raffreddi un po’.
Guten appetit!
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