the morning, we all know, getting up is a grind ... the thought that all the day and until 10 pm we will not stop for a moment, certainly does not help ... but this morning ... There was something ...
Yesterday around midnight I wrote on the bulletin Fb "The biscuits are in the fridge and they were right there ... waiting for me.
was a quarter to 7 when I got up and turned on the oven, my little one at 175 °, in my kitchen spettacolarissima Ilve double oven and pulled out a mini salami that I had prepared the night before. Still dazed
: baking tray, baking paper, cutting board and knife electric
* (do not tell you what to use the electric knife in the early morning, when his eyes still have to deal with the force of gravity)
... Ready ... go!
- First slice: the ass, we've always called that a child's first piece of salami, one that narrows toward the right side and the four of us brothers, we contended in turn, so I said ass ... set aside;
- Second Slice: I state that I wanted to test, leaving the foil wrapped them where I'd put ... mah ... insommma ... could be better;
- Third, fourth, fifth slice ... a crumble that not tell you!
sure shot of the electric knife that everything vibrates and then crumbles ... * 2nd
Knife: the big one ... blade smooth ... other slice ... sucks ...
* 3rd Knife: steak ... other slice ... nothing! still a mess, I try to assemble the pieces with your hands ... I start to think "Who made you do?" ... but only a moment ... I lifted immediately thinking that it's all because of the foil is still attached to them ... unroll a portion of the foil (but if I thought the problem was just that because I have not snatched away all?) and tried again.
Nothing ... I can not even to get a slice of this sausage cabbage into the drip tray ... the work plan with beautiful Sicilian tiles has become a disgusting ... mhgrndhsnv (small roar)
I look up to the window, looking in the light of this beautiful sunny day ... I find inspiration: * The
coppapasta ... I choose the correct size, will be 2.5 cm, I want them small, and we saw: not bad, I have some problems with the nails get dirty ... But they can go ... I start to find the impetus to continue (but when I had lost?), go ahead, even one, but ... We would like an improvement, and I think, again as I continue ... *
* (do not tell you what to use the electric knife in the early morning, when his eyes still have to deal with the force of gravity)
... Ready ... go!
- First slice: the ass, we've always called that a child's first piece of salami, one that narrows toward the right side and the four of us brothers, we contended in turn, so I said ass ... set aside;
- Second Slice: I state that I wanted to test, leaving the foil wrapped them where I'd put ... mah ... insommma ... could be better;
- Third, fourth, fifth slice ... a crumble that not tell you!
sure shot of the electric knife that everything vibrates and then crumbles ... * 2nd
Knife: the big one ... blade smooth ... other slice ... sucks ...
* 3rd Knife: steak ... other slice ... nothing! still a mess, I try to assemble the pieces with your hands ... I start to think "Who made you do?" ... but only a moment ... I lifted immediately thinking that it's all because of the foil is still attached to them ... unroll a portion of the foil (but if I thought the problem was just that because I have not snatched away all?) and tried again.
Nothing ... I can not even to get a slice of this sausage cabbage into the drip tray ... the work plan with beautiful Sicilian tiles has become a disgusting ... mhgrndhsnv (small roar)
I look up to the window, looking in the light of this beautiful sunny day ... I find inspiration: * The
coppapasta ... I choose the correct size, will be 2.5 cm, I want them small, and we saw: not bad, I have some problems with the nails get dirty ... But they can go ... I start to find the impetus to continue (but when I had lost?), go ahead, even one, but ... We would like an improvement, and I think, again as I continue ... *
the small rolling pin ... I've stolen from mom and dad who had placed at 25 cm by cutting a broomstick, grabbed him and with the side in a circle Pigio coppapasta: a show ... And there we go ..., perfected the whole dipping from time to time, and end of the rolling pin pastry rings in the bag of flour. In a few
minutes I completed the baking tray.
But ... because they are fussy, they addressed as well, so they are perfect ... (Almost)
Meanwhile Gemma, who had just woken up came in the kitchen: "Mom! What are you doing?" With all the innocence of the world topped the disappointment of all the things I was able to primomattino soil and for convenience I have listed above with an asterisk, I said: "The Biscuits Uju thee" or as my aunt would say Mimino: "Nu ncriscee filuu tte!" and which in Italian would be:
Pause. Because this is one of the slang terms (in this case Gallipoli) that have no single word in Italian translation. With the ' Uju "in I mean this juncture the cheerful and imaginative initiative early in the morning gives you the impetus to get out of bed and makes you turn on the oven, dirty, dirty, but the term "Uju" is also fun, comedy, laughter, whereas the Nu ncriscee filuu tte! " is easier to translate: "Do not rinscresce for nothing?" "You had nothing else to do?" (Uh 'a desire ... in the early morning we would have to do in my house!)
continue ... because maybe it's time to tell you about the recipe: Chocolate chip cookies
I did a slaughterhouse with the foil, because I found the recipe on another blog (I swear that if I can remember the name of the blog will update the post) but this is a film of paper ... Well to tell you ... while you toy with my chat are within the 15 'and the biscuits are ready.
In the kitchen there is a scent for me to make proud ... I have already forgotten almost everything I had stained and in the meantime I prepared the coffee and milk.
Et ... Voilà, if we want to be the most chic eo if we put it in Gallipoli "Eccu mo!"
While backpacks are taking out, accompanying them to school today dad, I made two pieces of biscuits for Gemma and Catherine, eat them in the range with her friends ... and bring all say there also another "Addru nc'è Gustui ... nce perdenza nu!"
When is the taste (to do something) there is no loss.
Happy Wednesday everyone!
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