with sunlight
pushes this sun shrouded in clouds and light
recent weeks,
that lasts longer and has the flavor of summer sunsets, nags the desire of dresses sprinkled with a thousand colors, walks without rubbing your hands to warm them from the grip of cold, light chatter with a friend on a wall hanging that plunges into the river or in my favorite coffee.
however, if the desire for warm breeze you feel you can not forget that we are just the beginning of March! and so I decided to brush up a bit 'pink grapefruit from the banquets of the market smile perched with their colorful attractive roundness.
Today's recipe comes to reality for a whole cake but I preferred to fit the muffin molds, although I nn is neither a lover nor the shape of muffins, to keep a little '+ long, since the lack of a brother and parents cakes are lazy to go out of my kitchen.
are soft and will remain soft for several days, do not worry who is not a lover of the bitter, the pamplemussi , call them are so sweet and there is only bite on the sidelines of a thin layer of citrus fruit that fits well with the sweetness of the mini cake.
for those who despite the forced inaction goes to see a super thank you! and some pictures of my new neighbor!
For 9 pamplemussi
200 grams flour 2 Tbsp baking powder tea / cream of tartar 1 pinch salt
150 gr greek yogurt or yogurt
150 g caster sugar 2 eggs
the rind of a grapefruit, I used a grapefruit
vanilla extract 80 ml
oil juice of 1 grapefruit is part
with the dry ingredients: flour, yeast and pinch of salt in a bowl.
and then wet ingredients: yogurt, granulated sugar, eggs, vanilla and zest finely chopped grapefruit and grapefruit juice. In this respect, after having washed and picked grapefruit peel with a vegetable peeler (being careful not to scrape the white part which is the most bitter), I boiled water in a saucepan and, once you reach the boil, I surrounded by the skin. I leave in the pan until it reaches a boil again, calculating a couple of minutes and then fetch the skin. QST operation can be done two or three times, I sn limited to one because in my case, not grapefruit was bitter and in any case, my preference for qst flavor.
add the dry mixture to wet mixture, and mix gently.
pay on muffin molds, greased and floured (I have them brushed with oil and floured) and bake at 180 degrees for about twenty minutes. The sweets are ready
qd skewer, as we know, comes out clean.
Prepare the glaze .
vanilla icing sugar to taste lemon juice / grapefruit
3 tablespoons lemon juice (if preferred opp 3 tablespoons grapefruit juice) and sugar to taste to achieve a smooth, creamy consistency.
once cooled on a wire rack and pour the glaze or decorate with colored balls with grapefruit peel, cut into julienne, thin thin.
are kept away tasty for at least 3 days.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Good Sneaker Store Online
the lack of a connection to the world in my new house
you feel and glide the days between a post and the other .. between an experiment in taste and space to make the right confidence with a new environment.
of these little steps a trace of a delicious dessert that I copied as is from the beautiful blog of even good Pià Sylvie, it touches on a soft, sweet, fragrant, perfumed version of this classic Apple - I think I repeat other berries even more delicious and colorful I think a few raspberries and peaches as soon as a version pere/mandorle- season getting ready in a short time, spread a delicious scent and above will keep for several days more delicious than ever.
breakfast, break improvised violent attack on the couch .. the cake is for you!
here is the recipe that I have not changed except the cinnamon replaced by a grattugiatina tonka bean
250 gr flour 2 eggs 70 g caster sugar
90 g sugar veil
1 / 2 bag of baking powder
50 ml fresh cream 90 ml milk
3 tablespoons of oil
3 apples (annurca, fuji, renette .. to taste) 1 pinch
magic salt 1 / 2 tea spoon of cinnamon (I used tonka bean, again to taste)
coverage
50 g butter 50 g caster sugar
50 gr icing sugar
Wash apples, peel and cut into cubes. leave them aside to sprinkle with lemon nn oxidize them.
in a bowl beat eggs with sugar without making the mixture too fit.
add the flour sifted with baking powder, salt, cinnamon (to taste or aroma), add the oil gradually the milk and cream.
mix thoroughly and evenly.
I used a loaf pan, but nothing prevents a round mold (I would say no larger than 22/24 cm for these doses of dough) covered with parchment paper previously soaked and squeezed (adheres better to the mold), put half of the batter and cover with half the apples.
proceed to the remaining batter and yet the latter half of apples that will be pressed in slightly sweet.
bake in preheated oven at 180 degrees for thirty minutes.
same melt the butter and add the two sugars.
After the first half hour, remove the cake from the oven, sprinkle the surface with the butter + sugar mixture and bake for 15 more uniform '. (My other was 20 ').
the cake is ready when a skewer comes out dry.
to cool before removing from the mold .. Bon appétit!
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Wiring Motion Sensor Light Switch
prontievia smells delicious!
the first Sunday in February, I won the
fear of a new oven a few weeks ago that stood out in my living room
of my new little house, little beat
reorganize the activities in which culinary especially confectionery.
but not spring! convinced that there is space to make a good cook and an aspiring
clumsy yesterday I shouldered instruction booklet and the whip and I baked my first cake .. and it could be that the flan patissier .
patissier the flan is a dessert popular in France though the certainty of its extreme, if not excessive, I have it spread to Paris, shops, bars will offer all sorts of slices more or less appealing and in most cases really delicious.
the sweet and simple and relatively lightweight, a thin pastry base, a fund you like (there's with pears and chocolate with fresh raspberries in the summer and other numerous tasty varieties) and a dense layer of cream flavored with vanilla (the real one not the chemical smell of vanilla!) previously cooked on the stove and then baked, to swell and caramelize the surface.
I think it's a delicate balance of flavors but precise to satisfy all tastes and perhaps because of it neighbors the sly facilities everywhere.
.. the flan and then personally know of Belle Ville, on the dormers, the Seine's reflection of a dark sky and fickle, souvenir of laughs and enjoyed walking on the trot and changes of meter hung the scent of an underground city that is imbued of conventional symbols and what each of us collects and brings with it. Voila! good week!
the flan is so composed
a roll of puff pastry (puff pastry made in the welcome home for the experts)
a jar of raspberry jam (can be replaced with fresh raspberries, chocolate, pears ..)
1 liter
semi-skimmed milk 2 eggs 1 egg yolk
180 g 100 fr
sugar cornstarch (upgradeable to 120)
1 vanilla pod
less heat on the stove with a glass milk with sugar, vanilla seeds extracted from pods (opens lengthwise with a knife and you do sliding along the wall to extract the fragrant seeds) until the first gas will rise.
work in the meantime the glass of milk with the cornstarch sifted, homogenizing the mixture and dissolve any lumps. individually and adds eggs and yolk. mix well. gradually add the hot milk, stirring quickly to not cook the egg mixture. added to store the milk mixture over medium heat, stirring to thicken. the consistency that must be achieved is that of a custard.
unroll the sheet of puff pastry, prick the bottom and lay it in a springform pan about 25 cm.
sprinkle bottom with jam (or ingredient that you wish to use) and pour over the cream.
level and bake in preheated oven at 180 degrees for forty minutes.
the flan is ready when the surface swells and begins to color. if it is timid, help with a few minutes of grill!
when cooled brush the surface with a fruit jelly or a gelatin DIY prepared with a glass of water, a tablespoon of pectin and a spoonful of jam (all on the stove and heat to boil, remove brushing the cake) .
bon appétit!
the first Sunday in February, I won the
fear of a new oven a few weeks ago that stood out in my living room
of my new little house, little beat
reorganize the activities in which culinary especially confectionery.
but not spring! convinced that there is space to make a good cook and an aspiring
clumsy yesterday I shouldered instruction booklet and the whip and I baked my first cake .. and it could be that the flan patissier .
patissier the flan is a dessert popular in France though the certainty of its extreme, if not excessive, I have it spread to Paris, shops, bars will offer all sorts of slices more or less appealing and in most cases really delicious.
the sweet and simple and relatively lightweight, a thin pastry base, a fund you like (there's with pears and chocolate with fresh raspberries in the summer and other numerous tasty varieties) and a dense layer of cream flavored with vanilla (the real one not the chemical smell of vanilla!) previously cooked on the stove and then baked, to swell and caramelize the surface.
I think it's a delicate balance of flavors but precise to satisfy all tastes and perhaps because of it neighbors the sly facilities everywhere.
.. the flan and then personally know of Belle Ville, on the dormers, the Seine's reflection of a dark sky and fickle, souvenir of laughs and enjoyed walking on the trot and changes of meter hung the scent of an underground city that is imbued of conventional symbols and what each of us collects and brings with it. Voila! good week!
the flan is so composed
a roll of puff pastry (puff pastry made in the welcome home for the experts)
a jar of raspberry jam (can be replaced with fresh raspberries, chocolate, pears ..)
1 liter
semi-skimmed milk 2 eggs 1 egg yolk
180 g 100 fr
sugar cornstarch (upgradeable to 120)
1 vanilla pod
less heat on the stove with a glass milk with sugar, vanilla seeds extracted from pods (opens lengthwise with a knife and you do sliding along the wall to extract the fragrant seeds) until the first gas will rise.
work in the meantime the glass of milk with the cornstarch sifted, homogenizing the mixture and dissolve any lumps. individually and adds eggs and yolk. mix well. gradually add the hot milk, stirring quickly to not cook the egg mixture. added to store the milk mixture over medium heat, stirring to thicken. the consistency that must be achieved is that of a custard.
unroll the sheet of puff pastry, prick the bottom and lay it in a springform pan about 25 cm.
sprinkle bottom with jam (or ingredient that you wish to use) and pour over the cream.
level and bake in preheated oven at 180 degrees for forty minutes.
the flan is ready when the surface swells and begins to color. if it is timid, help with a few minutes of grill!
when cooled brush the surface with a fruit jelly or a gelatin DIY prepared with a glass of water, a tablespoon of pectin and a spoonful of jam (all on the stove and heat to boil, remove brushing the cake) .
bon appétit!
Monday, January 19, 2009
Fire Place Starter By Remote
not look at the finger ...
... look at the moon!
To introduce a discourse on the Tango, this phrase might seem a bit 'weird, but in the end you'll know it's not (some have already guessed where I'm going anyway).
I have to disturb the well-worn proverb that most Zen, not finding at this time the most beautiful phrases and effective (but, you know, the classic never sets).
To describe what is the Tango, I would like from what the tango is not , that is, those opinions and feelings that are part of the collective instead driven by advertising, fashions, more or less unconscious desires belonging mostly to those who see it from the outside and thus necessarily a superficial (but unfortunately there are also many "practitioners and praticoni" also frequent visitors to milongas who cultivate the same approach), the words' idea of \u200b\u200bthe tango that all who look "the finger".
some concrete examples for simile.
As the student (the teacher in me leaked at any time) often does not follow the thinking of the lesson concepts more or less difficult, more or less fascinating than those who are faced with the present, but (when your not minding her own business) listen to the teacher becoming distracted by his tone of voice, the type of clothing, any tic, is ready to catch him / her as a foul in the syntax, looks forward to a possible spit saliva, a stumbling block as it goes to the blackboard, measure the decibels produced when the prof. blow their nose, the same way many (troppi!) when they go to a milonga not listen to the music, but dancers xi-rayed, and count how many such figures suggest, measure in centimeters the height of the weak, transferred to the goniometer rotation angle of the round, calculate the average speed traveled on the track (look how fast! Bravo! Ganchos And how!). In
practical approaches to many people thinking that tango consists of a series of steps, much like the student (forgive yet another similarity school) thinks that history is a series of dates to memorize for the query. Anyway, after much study fails to develop a political consciousness.
E 'as the simple man who exalts himself in front of his favorite politician and every time they pull out a slogan, or makes a rude gesture, is a chorus of applause and standing ovations. "Your words are good, and that emphasis! I did not understand the deep meaning of the speech but want to put the character of his eloquence? "
The tango, like all cultures have deep roots, requires Slow learning, assimilation and maturation.
's a music that speaks and can be expressed in a pair of dance that takes place from a hug and goes through a "coming together" the details of which are determined by the creativity of man (1) that brand and the woman who "listens" suggests, beautifies. The tango can not be reduced to figures and steps just like in a relationship not a matter of erotic positions, but for dialogue and understanding.
The good teacher of tango, after we trained on so-called "basic steps" to play the music goes, try to perceive the characteristics of different rhythms and styles, teaches how to talk to the woman using the energy that emanates from your center of gravity, led by the suggestion of a melody and an irresistible rhythm.
Who knew the true thrill of the tango trial discomfort and often disgusted to see him reduced to a commercial product in the key weapon of seduction a bit 'made up of macho looks and mellifluous casque (2).
But we want to do? It 's so for everyone.
... look at the moon!
To introduce a discourse on the Tango, this phrase might seem a bit 'weird, but in the end you'll know it's not (some have already guessed where I'm going anyway).
I have to disturb the well-worn proverb that most Zen, not finding at this time the most beautiful phrases and effective (but, you know, the classic never sets).
To describe what is the Tango, I would like from what the tango is not , that is, those opinions and feelings that are part of the collective instead driven by advertising, fashions, more or less unconscious desires belonging mostly to those who see it from the outside and thus necessarily a superficial (but unfortunately there are also many "practitioners and praticoni" also frequent visitors to milongas who cultivate the same approach), the words' idea of \u200b\u200bthe tango that all who look "the finger".
some concrete examples for simile.
As the student (the teacher in me leaked at any time) often does not follow the thinking of the lesson concepts more or less difficult, more or less fascinating than those who are faced with the present, but (when your not minding her own business) listen to the teacher becoming distracted by his tone of voice, the type of clothing, any tic, is ready to catch him / her as a foul in the syntax, looks forward to a possible spit saliva, a stumbling block as it goes to the blackboard, measure the decibels produced when the prof. blow their nose, the same way many (troppi!) when they go to a milonga not listen to the music, but dancers xi-rayed, and count how many such figures suggest, measure in centimeters the height of the weak, transferred to the goniometer rotation angle of the round, calculate the average speed traveled on the track (look how fast! Bravo! Ganchos And how!). In
practical approaches to many people thinking that tango consists of a series of steps, much like the student (forgive yet another similarity school) thinks that history is a series of dates to memorize for the query. Anyway, after much study fails to develop a political consciousness.
E 'as the simple man who exalts himself in front of his favorite politician and every time they pull out a slogan, or makes a rude gesture, is a chorus of applause and standing ovations. "Your words are good, and that emphasis! I did not understand the deep meaning of the speech but want to put the character of his eloquence? "
The tango, like all cultures have deep roots, requires Slow learning, assimilation and maturation.
's a music that speaks and can be expressed in a pair of dance that takes place from a hug and goes through a "coming together" the details of which are determined by the creativity of man (1) that brand and the woman who "listens" suggests, beautifies. The tango can not be reduced to figures and steps just like in a relationship not a matter of erotic positions, but for dialogue and understanding.
The good teacher of tango, after we trained on so-called "basic steps" to play the music goes, try to perceive the characteristics of different rhythms and styles, teaches how to talk to the woman using the energy that emanates from your center of gravity, led by the suggestion of a melody and an irresistible rhythm.
Who knew the true thrill of the tango trial discomfort and often disgusted to see him reduced to a commercial product in the key weapon of seduction a bit 'made up of macho looks and mellifluous casque (2).
But we want to do? It 's so for everyone.
(1) now in the politically correct not speaking about a man and woman in tango but conductor and follower.
(2) Council reading a humorous book on the topic: Tango is a romance and not a rose in his mouth - Pier Aldo Vignazia.
It belongs to the collection of the artist False Tango Arobranca .
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