“Ma è fantastico, miracoloso, geniale!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“E’ una antinevralgico, non un miracolo” taglia corto Teresa.
“Mannò…..è…..è……è meraviglioso!!!” rispondo io commossa quasi fino alle lacrime.
“E’ solo una medicina, una cosa che noi umani, comuni e mortali usiamo con notevole frequenza, nel nostro mondo civilizzato, e senza tante inutili euforie” ribatte lei.
“E sbagliate ad essere così superficiali perché è una cosa favolosa e voi dovreste essere grati, grati, grati a questa incredibile polverina magica!”
Ho detto “voi”, l’ho detto. Ehm…… non che questo faccia di me a human immortal and uncommon. Maybe not
common: those who struggle in pain for days when you just take a bag of anti dolorific? Those who pass sleepless nights and trudge crashed during the day by a crippling back pain without resorting to this simple solution?
A person is not common. An unusual semi-stupid. A human mortally stupid.
Like me.
solutions are never simple I do not mind. I honestly do not know why.
"This time you will be forced to make you come up with a simple solution," he warns Stefano. He smiles, but his observation seems to contain some kind of threat. Veiled, subtle, cleverly hidden but still a sort of warning. "I will be compelled" I already do not like, "simple solution" instead has a certain charm. As something exotic, unusual. Because the truth is that it's easier to complicate your life, rather than the reverse. In particular, this applies to the feminine gender, which has an innate aptitude for the practice. And even more especially true of the genus to which I belong.
But the winning ideas are always simple ones.
"I will be forced." Ah .... A challenge, though! So I like it.
Teresa shakes her head, she resigned and I am a hopelessness. Or are points of view.
Or is it a glimpse of stories, look for stories where there are not or do not seem to always work.
I like it.
And now they are no longer bent on three pain and I will not be for the next ... ... .. I read on the bag. ... The next ... well, for a tot of hours I'll be an unknown primate erected and no memory of even the most recent past suffering.
But the challenge remains: to prepare a dessert in 30 minutes and not a minute more. I'm not talking to discard Viennetta and even open the box of pudding Elah. And let alone get away with a stupid pastry cream and two wafers. A dessert of all respect. In 30 minutes. Not one more.
Why?
Why the "great genius of my friend" (Stephen) has seen fit to involve me (to my total knowledge) in a kind of contest among cooks, as a "test of the cook" Noantri, a duel between ladles of the country. Or maybe not. Maybe it could be worse .... A race between a pro.
I never thought of.
In short, there will be a race and that's it. It all started because, again that great genius and his girlfriend, had been arguing with two other students of culinary schools, each to tout the praises of his or her teacher and ... .. here is the brilliant idea that gave birth to: to make us play a game. There is a packet why?
"Come on, it will be fun!" I am encouraged by Giorgio
"It will be fun for you that you will be there to watch!" Replied acid to keep the point.
I have no sense of the race: I miss that little malice and implied malice that are needed.
"It 's a game! Only a game, "insists Stephen. It will also be a game while you watch and I enjoy it and I have to work hard. Sick as they are, I think as I hide the bags antineuralgic behind his back. For some reason continues to look like a witch's trick, a magic or worse, a deception.
Prepare a dessert all over in 30 minutes, not one more.
ready to roll.
we first focus on the orange sauce that will be ready in just thirty minutes.
orange sauce
4 oranges 60g sugar
In a small saucepan with thick bottom I put the orange juice and sugar. I let it go to fire moderately busy until I got a thick sauce and fluid. Meanwhile, prepare
The sfogliette of pastry
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200g flour 100g sugar 100g butter
2 egg yolks 1 tablespoon Grand Marnier
A bit 'of sugar to cover
Now: sandy flour with butter, add sugar and when I got a gritty powder add eggs and mix quickly with liquor.
Roll out the dough thin (3 mm approximately) and cropping lasagne. With the forms you would leave to the imagination. Vol I now have no time!
Before bake at 200 ° dusting the dough with plenty of sugar. 10 minutes and are ready to be removed from the oven when they are colorful and a little golden.
È una pasta frolla, deve essere friabile e molto croccante.
Mentre la salsa va da sè e le sfogliette cuociono in forno preparo:
La crema di ricotta
600g di ricotta di pecora (di qualità e senza panna)
160g di zucchero a velo (senza amido aggiunto)
60g di scorzettte di arancia candita
30g. di scaglie di cioccolato fondente
2 cucchiai di Grand Marnier
Setaccio la ricotta e poi la lavoro con la spatola per ottenere una crema liscia e vellutata alla quale aggiungo, poco a poco, lo zucchero a velo. Mi raccomando senza amido. Incorporo orange peels, chocolate chips and Grand Marnier. Finally
chocolate
The chocolate ganache
40g. dark chocolate 72%
40g. butter
not really a ganache. If you remain in the plates to solidify long.
hereby release the chocolate with the butter, working with the spatula to not make him lose and then the gloss on Article dishes. Serve a scoop of ricotta, and sfogliette cup with orange sauce.
for the version in the glass: the chocolate on the bottom and brushed bordi, ricotta, un po’ di salsa, ricotta a coprire, ancora salsa e le sfogliette di frolla infilate nella crema come cialde.
Altre varianti………sac a poche e fantasia………..
Concedetevi qualcosa di più di 30 minuti e montate meglio il piatto di come abbia fatto io.
O fotografatelo con maggior perizia!
Alla fine della gara abbiamo fatto una gran festa, ho riso tanto, durante la serata, che le lacrime hanno compromesso il rimmel ed il trucco e mi sono persa le bustine di anti nevralgico chissà dove.
Ci siamo scambiati ricette, sparato stupidaggini e scolati parecchi bicchieri di novello.
Solo a casa mi sono accorta I had returned back pain.
And I had lost the race.
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