3 Egg whites
150 gr Sugar
A pinch salt
Preparation: Preheat the oven to 120 degrees. Tip the egg whites into a large mixing bowl, beat them with an electric hand whisk until the mixture resembles a fluffy cloud and stands up in stiff peaks when the blades are lifted. Then add the sugar and salt. Continue beating for 3-4 seconds between each addition. It’s important to add the sugar slowly at this stage as it helps prevent the meringue from weeping later. However, don’t over-beat. When ready, the mixture should be thick and glossy. Scoop up a heaped dessertspoonful of the mixture on the baking paper and bake for 1.5 hours. Leave to cool on the trays or a cooling rack.
Dedicated to: K, my new boyfriend! Yessss, guys, I fell in love again!
I caked him this morning telling him that I wanted to try a new recipe, all men love that ( – : So we baked some very tasteful meringues: it seems an easy dessert, but be careful because it is a very delicate one.
K, like these meringues, is white, nice, healthy, tick and glossy, basically he is perfect! He is also very committed and he likes challenges, all sorts of challenges. So I asked him if I could publish his picture on my blog… At first he was a bit hesitant, then he agreed (( -: Of course, he couldn’t resist me and my velvet touch on his powerful body ah ah
Would you like to see him? Just click here!
SPINNING TOP CAKE
160 gr Flour
2 tsp Baking powder
2 tbsp Cocoa powder
280 gr Icing sugar
200 gr Black chocolate
200 gr Nutella
Prepare the two doughs (one with cocoa powder and the other one without) separately. To prepare each dough beat 3 egg whites until stiff and put on the side. Then mix 3 egg yolks with 140 gr icing sugar and 2 tablespoons of water. Add 80 gr of flour, a teaspoon of baking powder and finally the egg whites. Bake 8 minute (180 degrees), then pour the second dough and keep on baking for 10-12 minutes. Let the “double-cake” cool down, then cover it with a sheet of baking paper and wrap it up. When the wrapped up cake is completely cold, unwrap it, spread it with Nutella and wrap it again in an aluminium foil. Put in the fridge for a couple of hours.
Before serving, cut the roll in 2-3 cm slices and put each slice in the melted chocolate.
Dedicated to: V, my little boyfriend from primary school. Noooooooo, don’t think I was a man-eater already when I was 8, I was just training (( – :
So let me tell you how all of this started: The other day I was looking for a springy recipe (OMG, spring has finally arrived in Brussels too!) and I found this recipe for the “girella” (spinning top in English) that was the classical snack cake I used to take to school when I was a kid. As soon as I read the word “girella”, V came to my mind! He was one of my classmates, really not cute, definitely overweight and with a Franciscan haircut. But I loooooved him! Maybe I looooved him because he would show me his love by stealing my snack cake at least once a week, who knows? What I know for sure is that, even thanks to my cakes, he kept his weight and he is now a round and clumsy man (- ;
I guess you are now wondering: “Poor kid, what has he done (a part from stealing cakes around) to deserve a “girella” in his face already when he was 8?”. Bare with me, I’m about to tell you: He tripped me during a party at school (and then I discovered that of course he was not trying to show me any love!!), I fell and as a result I got 5 stiches under my chin!
I would say he deserved one, and even two girellas in his face. Bitterness please go awaaaaaaaaay!
EASTER DOVE CAKE
Story: The Colomba (in English means Easter Dove) is an Italian traditional Easter cake. The dough for the colomba is made in a similar manner to panettone, with flour, eggs, sugar, natural yeast and butter. The dough is then fashioned into a dove shape (dove = colomba in Italian) and finally is topped with pearl sugar and almonds. It is almost Easter, so let’s prepare a home-made version of it ( – ;
100 gr Butter
200 gr Sugar
350 gr Flour
1 Tablespoon milk
An orange peel
8 gr Baking powder
50 gr Almonds
2 Tablespoons Amaretto di Saronno
Candied fruit (optional)
Or the glaze: Almonds + Pearl sugar + 1 Egg white
Recipe: In a bowl mix the yolks, the soften butter and the sugar. Meanwhile beat the egg whites until stiff and add them to preparation together with all the other ingredients. Put the dough in the dove-shaped pan, sprinkle it with the almonds and the pearl sugar, and bake (170 degrees) for about an hour.
Trick or Threat: If you don’t have a dove-shaped baking pan, make up one following this tutorial
Dedicated to: Luca, a man stuffed with goodness as our dove despite his nice vulture look. Anyways…
It’s Sunday morning, it snows (as always here in Brussels), I am still in bed when I hear the doorbell ring. I don’t answer, ah maybe the usual Heaven keys’ resellers, I think. The doorbell rings again. Ok, I’ll answer! And then I hear a shy “It’s Luca”. Luca??? “Fourth floor” I say, and meanwhile: What is he doing in Brussels?? Is it really him? Oh Mine, I haven’t brushed my teeth yet! And look at my pyjama! Thoughts go as fast as my hearth: Keep calm and breathe, Eva, he will be at your floor in only 1 minute! But I’m Italian and I cannot keep calm!
And here he stands. He is overwhelming as always, mysterious and languid, the head bent on the side as a sign of surrender, and looking down as a punished naughty kid.
“Hi, come in, it’s a bit messy, the cleaning lady comes on Mondays. Would you like a coffee?” I ask. He nods, he doesn’t say anything, he looks around like a little bird just landed in a new nest, and he waits. What are you waiting for?? Why are you here? I think, and then FINALLY he says: “You know, I thought about it, you were right, we can be happy together”. Then he continues: “We just need to give it, to give US, a try. Please, give us a chance! I am now free; I broke up with my girlfriend”. Ah ok, if you broke up with your girlfriend then… I am thinking about what to answer while the coffee is burning on the stove and I say…
HAAAAAAAAAAAAAALT, stop the movie! Dear readers, please note that this is only a movie, a dream. In reality he will never break up with his girlfriend for me and I now have the confirmation that I suffer from “The Thorn Birds disease”: I always fall in love with guys I cannot have, exactly like Maggie who falls in love with Ralph de Bricassart (a priest).
And the dream I made on our little thorn bird (I told you he was more a vulture than a dove!) impaled itself on the longest, sharpest spine as Ralph de Bricassart once told Maggie:
There is a legend about a bird which sings just once in its life, more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth. From the moment it leaves the nest it searches for a thorn tree, and does not rest until it has found one. Then, singing among the savage branches, it impales itself upon the longest, sharpest spine. And, dying, it rises above its own agony to outcarol the lark and the nightingale. One superlative song, existence the price. But the whole world stills to listen, and God in His heaven smiles.
Bitterness please go awayyyyyyyyyyy
Story: After eating at least 30 aftereight chocolates, I thought about this recipe: soft chocolate cupcakes with a fresh and comforting mint icing, gnammy!
300 gr Flour
16 gr Baking powder
150 gr Sugar
3 tbsp Cocoa powder
100 gr Butter
1 White yogurt
200 gr Black chocolate
For the icing: Mix 80 gr Mint drops (crushed) + 320 gr Icing sugar + 100 gr Butter (room temperature) + 1 tablespoon Vanilla extract
Recipe: In a pan melt 100 gr of chocolate with the butter, then mix the obtained cream with the yogurt and the eggs. In another bowl mix all the other ingredients and finally add the cream you have in the first bowl. Fill the muffin cups ¾ full of the moistened mixture and bake in the preheated oven (180 degrees) for ca 20 minutes. When the cupcakes are cooled, just before serving, decorate them with the icing.
Trick or Treat: For the icing you can replace the mint candies with mint extract.
Dedicated to: Junior who tasted always like mint, a bit like the Colgate AZ toothpaste. He was in addition one of those men who could talk about any subject, from A to Z. His mind was as bright as his smile even if sometimes he could say stupid things such as “Actually I am a surfer deep down in my soul, I like to follow the wave“. I finally discovered which wave, actually which waved blond lady he was following…
This girl was blond, tall, and thin: a real Barbie (including the plastic brain and boops), Junior’s souvenir for her was only a vale of tears where she could dive into like Pellegrini in that spot of Enel…
The other girl – oops, I forgot to mention that Junior had 3 girlfriends at the same time – was a red head, with a hooked nose, a double chin, and… a typical Brazilian model bottom. She liked to dance salsa and she got Junior (quite easily, I would say) thanks to a rose in her hair. Junior’s souvenir this time was not a vale of tears, but a great nervous breakdown.
How do I know? Easy, as soon as we all discovered about each other, we founded a club: a weekly meeting to yell out all our rage thanks to a voodoo doll and to litres and litres of bloody mary. Lessons learnt with Junior: 1. The expression “Trouble shared is trouble halved” is def’ right! 2. Never trust a man who smells too much of toothpaste 3. Having the same nickname, ehi Gioia, for all my men was a good idea when I decided to play the same game as Junior ( – : Bitterness please go away!
TINY CAKE FOR A
120 gr Butter (soften)
120 gr Sugar
120 gr Flour
Jam (any type)
Recipe: In a bowl mix the soften butter with the sugar. Then add the eggs, the flour, and a pinch of salt. Fill the cake pan with the mixture, add the jam on the top and sprinkle the sugar grains all over. Put it in the oven (180 degrees) for ca 25 minutes.
Trick or Treat: Use a small cake pan. Mine is 7 cm deep and only 16 cm wide, just perfect!
Dedicated to: To A, my first love and my first kiss. He was as sweet as this tiny, simple and tasty cake. He had a teddy bear shy look and, with him, I spent 51 fantastic days… and at that time (the Shaggy, Take That, and Scatman’s time…) 51 days were a real achievement! Everything started beneath the starry vault of heaven next to a colourful Vespa, imagine: he says “The most beautiful star is you” then he takes my hand and he asks “If 1 + 1 equals 2, how much is Eva + A?”. I don’t answer, I look down and I let him kiss me. Ooooh, men like A don’t exist anymore! Good job, A, you deserve another recipe: the next episode of this story is coming soon, STAY TUNED. Nostalgia please go awaaaaaay!