Ceci n’est pas un macaron: Black Tea “Macarons” / Ceci n’est pas un macaron: “Macarons” al thé nero

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Yes I know, I promised myself I wouldn’t be baking sweet treats anymore…but this recipe had been waiting for more than a year to be published only waiting for me to improve my macaronage and piping skills. Since many egg whites have been stored in my freezer since December I thought it might be the right time to give it another shot. And I gave it, actually three shots (two of which turned out ok, one of which turned out too runny to even bake the batch). The result is okay but not quite the thing. As you well know proper macarons look like this. Flat top, nicely raised foot. Mine look like the Swiss famous Luxemburgerli sort of a sweet mini hamburger. But my guinea pigs assured me, they taste good and have the right chewiness to them, so I decided to post the recipe and share it with you. Continue reading / Continua a leggere…

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Celeriac, White Chocolate, Cardamom and Fleur de Sel Caramel tartellettes / Tartellettes al sedano rapa, cardamomo e caramello al fleur del sel

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I have been toying with this idea for a long time now. The inspiration came both from Kate’s beautiful blog, Veggie Desserts, and a mock bechamel sauce I made a few years ago with the use of celeriac to avoid fatness and heaviness given by butter and milk while using the natural sweetness and creaminess of this plant. Creaminess, sweetness, white, white chocolate, cardamom. Continue reading / Continua a leggere…

Aniseed, candied peel and almond meal all-flours-in bread / Pane mille farine con anice, arancia candita e farina di mandorle

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Sometimes you just feel too lazy to check in the pantry or to go groceries…but not for baking. In these occasions it often occurs you are short on ingredients, especially those you keep seeing hanging around but never use. This is what happened to me last week, I was craving to bake a bread with licorice in the dough and remembered a small tin box that my mum keeps in a cupboard in the kitchen (I’m at my parent’s place garden sitting). She always did, since I was a child. Well…probably something changed because there was no trace of licorice candies in any corner of the kitchen, let alone in the other rooms of the house. Continue reading / Continua a leggere…