My Whole Body Is Itchy

CUCINA PER INCAPACI

OF LAJULES

There are now three years that I conceal (with little effect) against the belligerent greed Dead Chef, but I'm sure none of you readers I considered a real cook. The truth is simple: I am a terrible cook, with little inspiration, little desire to do, poor organization and coordination, and, sin of sins, very little patience. I'm not saying they could not do anything, and I hope one day indeed Trixie to publish the recipe for the pumpkin and chocolate cake that I made in honor of my dog \u200b\u200bTrixie (imitates the cake of my brown brindle dog). However I can not deny I would much prefer the experience fruitrice rather than creative recipes.

But today I want to present a recipe that does not intimidate even the Inconstant lazy like me. The title of the post, I will tell you, it's definitely unfair, because the recipe comes from my cook / favorite writer, Julian Bugialla. Let me explain. When I moved to America, I brought with me some cookbooks, including the first two volumes of Feltrinelli Allan Bay. I realized that my Italian passport contained a responsibility clear: to perpetuate the myth of the Italian woman queen of the kitchen. After a few weeks, though, I realized that many of the ingredients of my Italian cookbooks were unavailable, expensive or tasteless American soil. If I remove fresh tomatoes, fresh sardines, my favorite cheeses, veal, ham and all, to me what is left? So I started looking for Italian cookbooks written for the American market, and that was how I came across a copy for $ 5 to The Fine Art of Italian Cooking by Giuliano Bugialla.

Bugialla Giuliano is a Italian chef who made a fortune in the United States with his books that tell the traditional Italian cuisine from a viewpoint that describe as "radical-fiorentino". The recipes in the book are all from Tuscany, and I must say with joy that all the missing shit type of Italian-American Pasta Alfredo or Pasta with Meatballs or Chicken French that the Americans give us all the time. What I love most about this book, however, is that all the recipes I've tried to make came very well, which I do not happen very often.

I found a recipe in particular that is not only perfectly every time, but the preparation of which is so brilliantly simple that even today I can not comprehend. This is a pot with onions, peppers, eggplants and tomatoes nestled in layers and baked for 20 minutes without stirring, and then the final 10 minutes with occasional stir. To me that aubergines are never, find me a pot of perfectly cooked vegetables and ready for a pasta sauce or to make a side dish of meat, is a joy. If one evening you do not want to do anything, but you have the right ingredients and half an hour, try this bomb of vegetables with a little olive oil.

PEPPERS AND EGGPLANT

Ingredients: 2 red peppers (or red and yellow, or whatever you want) 2 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil, 1 red onion, 1 large eggplant; 2-3 tomatoes (or two canned plum tomatoes, with a little 'of sauce, are fine), salt and pepper. Pour the oil in a large pot. Add the sliced \u200b\u200bonion in a half-centimeter layer. Add the peppers cut into rings in a second layer. Here are the eggplant, cut into cubes of an inch, for the third layer. In the end, add the tomatoes and slices for the final layer. Salt and pepper to taste. Put the lid and cook over medium heat for 20 minutes without stirring. Then, mix well and season with salt and pepper. Continue cooking for another 10 minutes without a lid, stirring occasionally. 'S so easy that I feel like crying.

the feathered serpent of Mato Grosso

Flash Drives Override Write Protection

"... to shake people's speeches are not enough ... we want the bomb!"

I let marinate Casisa interview the mayor for some time.
After months I had to admit that despite the more than 5000 visits to the blog, the interest to participate actively in the cause of Desusino is almost nothing.
Ironically the one I stuck with more harshly and that is Louis Casisa, the person has been more participatory.
His actions and his statements may be debatable, but he deserves credit for choosing to expose yourself by giving us his version of events, the period within which certain things will be resolved and perhaps confessing his concern for the future of the district .
A long interview in which we have touched a lot of arguments.
I expected a reaction, for contacting me have questions, clarifications or to make further arguments. I thought
muoveste criticism because there I have heard many on the beach, yet now there was a chance to meet, no one had the desire or the courage to speak her mind.
The thing that seemed important was the fact that they have a firm starting point, not to entrust the talk "it is said that" the official statements ... but unfortunately with great regret, I had to admit that those are only speeches beach.
is a huge defeat for me, because I believe in people, their talk and how I felt really motivated and driven by a sincere feeling toward this land, but the past Desusino the holiday period falls inexorably into oblivion.

Recently I was reminded of an old song that Jackson said: "... to shake people's speeches are not enough ... we want the bomb! "

I do not know if this indifference has caused me more despair, more anger or disappointment, but this summer my reaction was to keep me away from everyone, especially those who are heroes in words, criticize and feel right. I changed
place away from the central area of \u200b\u200bthe beach, because I see that scenario by cataclysm and stirred at the same time avoided the usual complaints of feeling sterile. It
I took the opportunity to look around, visit the surrounding beaches, especially those between Licata and Falconara, where I discovered for example that just being in the territory of Agrigento to see the baskets on the beach.
I watched everything from a distance, like a fly that no one pays attention.
I have not written anything because I could not hold off the disgust as we all continue to move away from this beach.
I came to think the worst, from "I sell and I'm leaving" to "we have what we deserve."
So I decided to breathe slowly, gathering material and wait for the right moment to pull out my thoughts.
I continue my battle, you do what you think right, but be consistent with your actions!

What Do You Have To Have To Get A Platypus

AMERICANA 11: IL BUON GIORNO SI VEDE DAL MATTINO

OF LAJULES

This time just with the simple heavy on the ironies and artificiality of American food. For once, I join my guests for the last 5 years to celebrate the perfect breakfast, especially if we talk about nutritional value or weight. The American breakfast includes so ubiquitous fried eggs and fried bacon strips. But today I want to celebrate the pancakes, especially when accompanied by sausages.


Also in the picture, you can see perhaps the only photo of the recipe cards at the Betty Croker company that makes my mouth water. For once, saturated colors and transparencies, which usually show in gelatin treats bring out the softness of the U.S. morning pancakes and fine sausages that sometimes accompany them. The pancake recipe are obviously prepared to be carried out with a box. I obviously I do not recommend its use, and know that I speak from experience. The pancake in the box are less and less bloated, less tasty and less gold than you can prepare your own in minutes. The proof? Finding himself of American measuring cups (the blessed cups, or cups) and used the following ingredients in the quantities indicated.

Pancakes

1 egg 1 cup flour
3 / 4 cup milk 1 tablespoon sugar

2 tablespoons peanut oil
3 teaspoons of baking powder (baking dust, the chemical cake)
1 / 2 teaspoon salt

Beat the egg until it becomes frothy, then add and mix all other ingredients in the order they appear in the list. The final mixture should be between the liquid and creamy. Pour a ladle in a pan where you have melted before a small piece of butter and cook the pancakes for a few minutes on both sides until golden as they do not become beautiful in the picture. Serve with butter or maple syrup or honey and fresh fruit, or whatever you want. At first, however, do not forget a nice sausage.

REVELATION: The recipe above is from ... a cookbook that I keep only Betty Croker recipe for pancakes. Yes, I am the snob with this series of American and then I also collaborate with the enemy. You think it's hypocritical? I see.

the feathered serpent of Mato Grosso