Showing posts with label Vegetariano. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vegetariano. Show all posts

Monday, 30 July 2012

Polpette di melanzana - Aubergine balls



Many eons ago, in the City of the Sun, there lived a god. He was a fretful god; he lived in a perpetual state of frantic uncertainty, for he was a jealous god. But he was also a good god; and when, every morning, he had finally managed to gather enough courage to carry his most precious treasure from one side of the horizon to the other, the people of the City of the Sun were grateful for his courage. For he was He-Who-Has-Come-Forth, and he was known to men as Khepri. Many modern -ists believe that the ancient people of the City of the Sun, upon seeing a scarab pushing its dung ball with great effort day in and day out, thought that surely the great Ball Of The Sky (what a finer and perhaps less scarab-obsessed poet once graciously called "Heaven's Eye") is also being pushed by a (cosmic) beetle. The analogy appears to be legitimate. However, modern -ists do not know that the people of the City of the Sun knew very well that this isn't so. They knew the secret modern -ists, with all their instruments and calculations and conjectures and fictions and joints and bongs and booze and chickens, will never be able to uncover: they knew what Khepri was actually pushing across the sky. And they knew because it had been given to Khepri by Divine Cherry and Celestial Dragon, both of whom at that time used to be the spiritual leaders of the City of the Sun.
Khepri had always been a jealous god. He had been jealous of many things; things good and bad. Mostly, he was jealous he had not created himself with the head of, say, a green lion or blue giraffe--that would've been cool. Unfortunately, when he had created himself, the only thing Khepri could think of was a scarab beetle (might've been due to that nightmare K. would later re-dream). And so it was that his head, according to the convention laid out in §1.3b of the Anthropomorphic Qualities of Egyptian Gods (AQED), became that of a scarab. But Khepri was also jealous because his animal counterpart, the real scarab, actually had something to do--whereas he, who had created himself and was thus not bound to any aspect of the cosmos particularly, was purpose-less.
And so it was that one day he went to see Celestial Dragon and Divine Cherry, hoping to get some advice on how to solve his essentially existential entanglement. When he arrived at their palace, Celestial Dragon and Divine Cherry were having dinner. As it so happened, Divine Cherry had prepared her delicious aubergine balls, and when Khepri entered the room, Celestial Dragon, like the little child he is, was playing with his food, rolling the balls to and fro on his plate (Divine Cherry was laughing affectionately, though). And so it was that a light went on in Khepri's head (literally, for he had hit the oil lamp that was dangling from the ceiling): he would roll a ball over the sky! But it would not be just any ball. Sneakily, feigning hunger, he asked for one of Divine Cherry's aubergine balls.
Thus, in truth, Khepri, the "sun"-pushing scarab god, was not pushing the sun at all from one side of the horizon to the next: he was in fact pushing one of Divine Cherry's aubergine balls.
And so it was that Divine Cherry's cuisine (at that time called something like" iwëfuwpeq-tu-oüàféifaskd-oorrrrrrrrrrrrr-mmh") gave Khepri something to be jealous about. Indeed, she noticed that he was not so much pushing the aubergine ball over the sky, as running away from the gods of the night who actually wanted to eat it.
And the people of the City of the Sun, when they realised that the radiance of their sun was simply due to the brilliance and exquisiteness of Divine Cherry's aubergine ball, changed the name of their city to City of the Radiating Aubergine--at which point Celestial Dragon and Divine Cherry resigned (their job, after all, was done).


Aubergine balls
- 400 g aubergines (2 small-medium ones)
- 1 egg
- 80 g breadcrumbs + enough to cover the balls
- 60 g grated parmigiano
- 3 basil leaves, chopped
- salt and pepper
- 25 g circa unsalted butter

Remove the green part from the aubergines. Make some small holes on their skin with a fork. Put them (whole) on a tray and bake in a preheated oven at 200C for 50 minutes. They are ready when the skin looks shrivelled and the flesh is very soft. Take them out from the oven, cut in two and dig out the flesh with a spoon. Chop the flesh in tiny pieces and put it in a bowl with the egg, parmiggiano, breadcrumbs, chopped basil leaves salt and pepper. Mix the ingredients. If the mixture is too wet, add some more breadcrumbs. You need to be able to make some balls with your hands. Roll the balls into breadcrumbs. Place them on a tray and put on the top of each ball a small cube of butter. Bake for 30 min circa in preheated oven at 180 C.

Notes: -I've used old bread, and have chopped it roughly in order to get the breadcrumbs (duh). Doing so confers the aubergine balls a je ne sais quoi of rough authenticity.
- Cooking the aubergine balls in the oven is an excellent alternative to deep-frying them in the pan. And if you put a dollop of butter on top of them before putting them in the oven, the latter will cause the balls to "deep fry" anyway: at the very least, they'll become nicely crunchy. I personally prefer butter instead of oil in this particular case.
-The aubergine balls are also excellent when prepared in advance and  eaten later at room temperature, instead of piping hot.
-And if, in the spirit of the balls, you fancy a vegetarian dinner/lunch/supper/tea/whatever, you can do like we did: we accompanied the aubergine balls with a fresh homemade tzaziki and grilled zucchinis...




Polpette di melanzana
- 400 g melanzane (2 medio-piccole)
- 1 uovo
- 80 g pangrattato circa + il necessario per l'impanatura
- 60 g parmigiano grattuggiato
- 3 foglie di basilico
- sale e pepe
- 25 g circa burro

Eliminare le parti verdi delle melanzane. Bucherellare la pelle con i rebbi di una forchetta. Disporre le melanzane intere su una teglia rivestita con carta forno. Infornarle a forno caldo a 200 C per 50 minuti circa. Le melanzane sono pronte quando la pelle è avvizzita e un coltello entrerà con estrema facilità nella polpa morbida. Estrarre le melanzane dal forno, tagliarle a metà e quando si saranno un po' raffreddate, scavare la polpa con un cucchiaio. Tagliuzzare le polpa in pezzi piccoli con un coltello e metterla in una ciotola. Aggiungere il pangrattato, il formaggio, l'uovo le foglie di basilico tritate, sale e pepe. Mescolare con un cucchiaio per ottenere un composto facilmente lavorabile, se troppo umido, aggiungere del pangrattato. Formare delle palline con le mani e rotolarle nel pangrattato.  Disporre le polpette su una teglia, su ogni polpetta poggiare un quadratino di burro e infornare a forno caldo a 180 C per 30 minuti circa. Le polpette sono pronte quando le superficie risulta dorata.

Note: - Io ho usato del pane vecchio e l'ho tritato grossolanamente per ottenere il pangrattato, questo conferisce alle polpette un aspetto più rustico.
- Cuocere le polpette al forno è un'ottima alternativa alla frittura in padella, mettendo un dadino di burro in cima a ogni polpetta fa si che durante le cottura in forno l'impanatura "frigga" un po', diventando croccante.Trovo il burro più facile da prozionare che l'olio in questo caso.
- Le polpette sono buonissime fatte in anticipo e mangiate a temperatura ambiente.
-  Noi le abbiamo accompagnate con un po' di salsa tzaziki e delle zucchine grigliate...per una cenetta vegetariana!



Tuesday, 28 February 2012

Ale, Cheddar and Chives Cake for the Daring bakers


To the question of Life, the Universe and Everything Celestial Dragon once answered "me". Records that survive from earlier eras even corroborate this. After all, how many cultures have dragons roaming their skies? How many great people, thinking themselves the epicentre of their empire, have adopted the dragon as their symbol? How many warriors, cowering in a ditch and hoping to be the last one standing on the battlefield while arrows, axes and frankly astonished pigs flew over their heads have called themselves sons of dragon? How many cooks, after having accidentally dropped an entire jar of chillies in the soup, have dubbed it dragon's broth (this last claim may be pure conjecture)? All the dragons invoked were in fact merely aspects of Celestial Dragon; and they all stem from that primeval "me" uttered so long ago.
Now, however, Celestial Dragon is fishing. He is resting his old bones in a modest boat, sailing along the Milky Way as time drives by in its Wingèd Chariot, saluting cordially. His golden angle is listlessly tucking at the stars, encroaching its hook in a solitary solar system that -silly system- had the unfortunate curiosity to poke its nose out of the whirling galaxy. Yet, upon closer inspection, one discovers that Celestial Dragon is in fact not really fishing: he is treasure hunting. For in his osier basket, propped up against the inner side of the boat, that is to say within reach of his agile claws, one can discover the incredible: a bottle of golden liquid, a lump of soft and mellow gold, and a few shoots of the greenest plant of all.
Some say that history has a tendency of being given to a certain amount of hyperboles, and that in fact Celestial Dragon had in his basket a bottle of ale, a piece of cheddar and some chives. Only he knows where he fished those from. Nevertheless, upon his return to the palace, he presented Divine Cherry with his treasure. But she, instead of being impressed, impatiently shook her head and grabbed them from him. Celestial Dragon was helplessly forced to observe as his most treasured possessions were being used as the involuntary special ingredients that would complete Divine Cherry's experiment: an Ale, Cheddar and Chives Cake. The coincidence was astonishing indeed.
Notwithstanding the improbable origins of that cake, it must in all fairness be said that it was delicious. So if you happen to chance upon a bottle of ale, a piece of cheddar and some chives while innocently fishing the day away on the Milky Way, make sure to follow this recipe – you shall not regret it!

Blog-checking lines: The Daring Bakers’ February 2012 host was – Lis! Lisa stepped in last minute and challenged us to create a quick bread we could call our own. She supplied us with a base recipe and shared some recipes she loves from various websites and encouraged us to build upon them and create new flavor profiles.

Ale, cheddar and chives loaf Adapted from Recipe Girl’s Cheddar Chive Beer Batter Bread
- 1 tablespoon oil
- 1 handful chives, finely chopped
- 420 gm all-purpose (plain) flour
- 45 gm granulated sugar
- 10 gm baking powder
- 6 gm salt
- 240 g grated sharp cheddar cheese
- 330 ml bottle dark ale (brew dog)
- 55 gm butter, melted and divided

Preheat oven to moderately hot 190°C. Grease a loaf pan with butter. Cut the chives thinely. Combine flour, sugar, baking powder and salt in a bowl; make a well in the center of the mixture. Add onion, cheeses, and beer. Stir just until moist. Spoon batter into prepared pan. Drizzle evenly with 2 tablespoons of butter. Bake for 35 minutes; brush with remaining 2 tablespoons butter. Bake an additional 23 minutes or until wooden pick inserted in the center comes out clean. Cool 5 minutes in pan on a wire rack; remove from pan. Cool completely on wire rack.

Cake salato all'ale, cheddar e erba cipollina  ricetta adattata da Recipe Girl’s Cheddar Chive Beer Batter Bread
- 1 cucchiao di olio
- 1 manciata abbondante di erba cipollina sminuzzata
- 420 g farina
- 45 g zucchero
- 10 g lievito in polvere
- 6 g sale
- 240 g cheddar grattugiato
- una bottilia da 330 ml di ale scuro
- 55 g burro, sciolto e diviso in 2 ciotoline

Riscaldare il forno a 190 C. Imburrare una teglia da plum cake. In una ciotola mescolare farina, lievito, sale e zucchero. Fare un buco al centro e versare, il cheddar, l'erba cipollina e la birra. Mescolare velocemante solo per amalgamare il tutto. Versare il composto nella teglia e versare sulla superficie il burro sciolto. Cuocere in forno per 35 minuti. Versare il burro restante e finire di cuocere in forno per altri 23 minuti o fino a che il cake è cotto, verificare facendo la prova stecchino. Lasciare raffreddare per 5 minuti prima di sformare e lasciar raffreddare completamente.

 Enjoy And Spred The Mess

Monday, 20 February 2012

Mushroom and chilli patè - patè di funghi al peperoncino


…Mr Sandman! Bring me a dream…
For once, Mr Sandman (or Sandy) did listen. He decided to bring a dream indeed, although he was unsure as to what to bring yet. So he went off to his largest depot which was located beneath an old army airbase in a hot country; the one he had subtly named "Desert Wind". Or "Kamikaze", as he also liked to call it. He solved the Sphinx-riddle that secured the heavy door and stepped inside. Once there, Sandy took out from his dark, long pockets two halves of a golden scarab and tossed them in the sand where they started glowing, united, and opened the last door to the Chamber of Dreams, like so. We are such stuff as dreams are made on, Mr Sandman thought, and entered his depot after he having replied "me" to the sand-proof voice recognition software. In there he found everything everyone had ever dreamed of. But he didn't care about that, for he knew all of that already. So he went forth into his gallery to the section called "Divination". This was a pun he was particularly fond of. You see, in this section were not only all the dreams the divine beings dreamt, but also those that were yet to be dreamt. Incidentally, only the divines had undreamt dreams left. And so it was that he leisurely walked in his sandy halls. In front of a quite interesting future-dream, Sandy stopped short. This is it, he thought. This is exactly what I shall send to Celestial Dragon. Then Mr Sandman looked closer at who was actually dreaming it. It was thus that he realised that it was Divine Cherry, and that she was dreaming it for Celestial Dragon. Sandy smiled, took the dream and left "Kamikaze" by the security exit.
This is the dream he brought.


Mushroom and chilli  paté 
- 80 g chestnut mushroom
- olive oil
- 1/4 onion, finely chopped
- 1/2 garlic clove
- a pinch of chiili powder
- a pinch of numeg
- 40 g unsalted butter
- salt

Soften the onion with the oil in a pan. Add the mushrooms and cook them. Cool the mushrooms and put them in a mixer with the rest of the ingredients. Blend it thoroughly until the mixture is smooth and creamy. Put the paté in a bowl or a jar, cover with cling film and leave it in the fridge for several hours (or one night). Serve with wholemeal homemade bread


Paté di funghi al peperoncino


- 80 g funghi champignon
- olio evo
- 1/4 cipolla, tritata finemente
- mezzo spicchio d'aglio
- una punta di peperoncino
- una punta di noce moscata
- 40 g burro

Saltare in padella i funghi con la cipolla. Farli raffreddare e metterli in un mixer con il peperoncino e la noce moscata, salare. Aggiungere il burro e azionare il mixer fino ad ottenere un composto liscio. Versare in un vasetto o una ciotolina, coprire con pellicola e lasciare in frigo per alcune ore. Servire con pane casereccio.

Queste ricetta partecipa all'MT Challenge di Febbraio! La sfida è stata lanciata da Bucci.

Thursday, 16 February 2012

Torta d'Ispirazione Greca Biete e Feta - Spring Green and Feta Cake



It is a cold and dreary winter evening. Divine Cherry and Celestial Dragon are sitting in the regal lounge of their winter residence. They are looking at the roaring fire, doing nothing, each holding a cat in their arms. Why? Only they know. Suddenly, however, Divine Cherry looks away and stares out of the window. Condensation has formed strange patterns on the ancient glass. One could read the history of the world in those patterns, and it would be just as accurate and correct as a reading of the future from tealeaves left in a cup. Divine Cherry (or DC to her friends) turns to Celestial Dragon (or CD to his play-us-something-friends) and, without speaking, communicates to him that she wants warmth. Celestial Dragon, ever alert, jumps up, shakes off the cat (much to Small Perfect Cloud's satisfaction) and approaches the fireplace. There he plunges one claw into the blazing flames and extracts a burning log. He walks back to Divine Cherry. Holding the hard, flaming wood before him, he blows on it. The glowing ashes spread across the entire room, painting everything in grey darkness. Divine Cherry closes her eyes, slightly worried as to what is going to happen next.
When she opens them again, she is sitting at a white-clothed table. Surveying her surroundings, she realises that they're now in a tavern somewhere in Greece. The sun is sinking behind the horizon, there, above the sea, over yonder hill. In front of her is a glass filled with delicious retsina, and the table is decked with one of her favourite dishes. The other side of the table, facing her, Celestial Dragon smiles. "You wanted warmth", he says.

Spring Green and Feta Cake

- 500 g spring greens
- 250 g feta cheese, crumbled
- 1 large egg or 2 medium
- 2 table spoons milk
- 100 g melted butter
- 4 spring onions, finely chopped
- half an onion, finely chopped
- 1 packet of phillo pastry (6 sheets in mine)
- 50 g of butter or half a glass of olive oil for brushing
- black seeds to decorate

Preheat the oven at 180 C. Cut in thin stripes the spring greens and steam them (or cook in a no-stick pan with salt and a little olive oil) until just tender. Squeeze the vegetables to release the excess of liquid and put them in a large bowl. Add the feta, onion, spring onions, melted butter, milk, the egg. Season with salt and  pepper and stir all the ingredients until well combined. Grease a baking tray with olive oil or butter, lie down the first phillo sheet, brush with some oil or butter, cover with the second sheet and brush again. Go on like that until you use half the phillo pastry sheets you have. Pour the filling mixture and cover with the remaining phillo sheets, brushing each one with butter. Brush the last sheet with butter and scatter some black seeds on top. Bake for 40 minutes or until golden brown.
Notes: - Phillo pastry tends to dry out quickly, so open the paket at the very last moment. If some sheets break, it is not a big deal, you can use anyway the pieces of sheets.
- Usally this cake is made with spinach and it is known as Spanakopita in Greece, but is common also in Turkey.

Torta Greca di Feta e Biete
- 500 g biete
- 250 g feta
- 1 uovo grande o 2 medio-piccoli
- 2 cucchiai di latte
- 100 g burro fuso
- 4 cipollotti giovani e piccoli, tritati finemente
- mezza cipolla tritata finemente
- una confezione da 270 g di pasta phillo (la mia conteneva sei fogli di pasta)
- 50g burro fuso o mezzo bicchiere di olio di oliva per spennallare i fogli di pasta phillo
- semi neri di basilico per decorare (ma anche semi di sesamo o senza semini del tutto se non li avete)

Tagliare a striscioline le biete e farle appassire in padella con un filo d'olio per far perdere loro la maggior parte dell'acqua. Non stracuocerle, quando sono pronte, strizzarle e metterle in una ciotola capiente. Aggiungere alle biete la feta sbriciolata, la cipolla e i cipollotti tritati, 2 cucchiai di latte, il burro fuso e un uovo grande precedentemente sbattuto in una ciotolina. Salare e pepare e mescolare bene tutti gli ingredienti.
Imburrare una teglia da forno, adagiare il primo foglio di pasta phillo, spennellarlo bene con burro fuso o olio evo, adagiare sopra il secondo foglio e spennellare di nuovo, procedere cosi' fino ad usare meta' dei fogli di pasta che avete a disposizione. Disporre uniformemente il ripieno di biete, coprire con l'altra meta' di fogli di pasta che vi rimangono, adagiandoli uno alla volta e spennellando ciascuno con l'olio. Oliare anche l'ultimo foglio, spargere qualche semino nero e infornare in forno gia' caldo a 180 C per 40 minuti circa.

Note: La pasta fillo secca velocemente, quindi aprite la confezione solo all'ultimo minuto. Se qualche foglio si dovesse rompre, non e' grave: metteli a pezzetti comunque e spennellate sempre abbondantemente con l'olio.
- Se sotituite gli spinaci alle biete avrete la tradizionale Spanakopita greca.

Tuesday, 14 February 2012

Bombay Aloo


Once upon a time Celestial Dragon sneezed. He sneezed so hard that his dragon-snout actually grew longer by several inches. He sneezed so hard that the fire he breathed out Kamehameha'd an entire continent. In fact, it burnt the continent so badly that for a number of millennia nothing ever grew on it. Then, one day, Celestial Dragon felt sorry for what had happened and took pity. Especially on himself. That is why he decided to shorten his snout. Also, he thought he would make amends for the involuntary destruction of an entire section of the world by bringing about the glory it would have evolved into had he not burned it in the first place. And so it was that an entire subcontinent was reborn in a single second, without anyone anywhere being aware it had never existed in the first place. That is the power of dragon magic.
It was such an explosion of colours smells perfumes thoughts laughter tears music life and joy that Celestial Dragon was completely overwhelmed by it. He staggered a few steps backwards, so (literally) taken aback was he. Divine Cherry, in her eager curiosity, then proposed they visited the new continent. And what a surprise it was! The people; the flowers; the cities; the food. Especially the food. Divine Cherry was surrounded by myriads of new recipes. In her frenzy to get a taste of them she ate everything she could find. She tasted every single dish this new world was offering. And among all of those news flavours, this one stood out in particular:


Bombay Aloo - Recipe adapted form "Delicious.- Mar 2012 "

- 3 tablespoon vegetable oil
- 50g butter
- 2 chillies
- 20 curry leaves
- 1 large onion, finely chopped
- 1/2 teaspoon cumin seeds
- 2 taspoons black mustard seeds
- 1 taspoon fenugreek seeds,
- 1/2 teaspoon tumeric
- 1 teaspoon garam masala
- 1 kg potatoes, cut in 2-3cm cubes
- 1 table spoon lemon juice
- sea salt and fresh coriander

In a heavy-bottom pan put the oil, butter, chillies, curry leaves and the chopped onion, cook until tender (3-4 minutes). Add all the spices, stir well, cover and let to cook for a minute or two. Add the potatoes, stir to coat all the pieces and let it cook for a couple of minutes. Cover the potatoes with boiling water until just covered (it should be 600 ml of water more or less), add the lemon juice and salt and let it cook for 15-20 minutes, until the water is absorbed. Serve with some fresh coriander.

This recipe partecipates to a "celebration of indian Food" on Lisa's kitchen
Bombay Aloo - ricetta adattata da "Delicious.- Mar 2012"

- 3 cucchiai di olio vegetale dal sapore neutro
- 50 g burro
- 2 peperoncini
- una ventina di foglie di curry
- 1 grossa cipolla finemente tritata
- 1/2 cucchiaino di semi di cumino
- 2 cucchiaini semi di senape neri
- 1 cucchiaino di semi di fieno greco
- 1/2 cucchiaino di curcuma
- 1 cucchiaino di garam masala
- 2 peperoncini, verdi e freschi se si trovano (io ho usato 2 peperoncini secchi rossi)
- 1 cucchiao di succo di limone
- acqua bollente.

In una pentola dal fondo spesso, mettere la cipolla ad apassire per 3-4 minuti con l'olio, il burro, i peperoncini e le foglie di curry. Aggiungere tutte le spezie e far insaporire per un paio di minuti. Aggiungere le patate a tocchetti, e farle insaporire nelle spezie, girarle qualche volta in modo da coprirle bene con le spezie. Coprire le patate con acqua bollete: le patate devono essere appena coperta, versare il succo di limone e il sale. Portare a cottura e far assorbire tutta l'acqua. Servire con del coriandolo fresco.

Wednesday, 1 February 2012

Sweet Potato and Chestnut Soup - Zuppa di Castagne e Patata Dolce



Winter still walks among us. You can see him whichever way you look. You'll spot him hiding in a dark corner, all stiff and icy, like a fairytale beggar. You'll see his long, white beard hanging down to the floor, brushing the concrete walls and freezing the tiny particles of water that were crying off it. Winter is in the air: he flies with the witches, and while they pour but laughter and scorn on the land, he drops hail and snow. Boreas, that old bagpipe, still likes to accompany him and lets him ride on his back like a great beast of cold and air. Celestial Dragon admires Winter. He's always regarded him as a beautiful buffoon. Unpleasant, certainly, but strikingly beautiful in its own way. Celestial Dragon has always loved the glistening and sparkling of thin ice on the roads, the diamond-like ice crystals that coagulate in the clouds, the infinite multitudes of shapes the snow flakes assume - all perfect in their unique symmetries, and the vital steam that comes out of your mouth when you breath, reminding you every instant that is your breath you're seeing, your vital force, your life. Winter has always had a penchant for pensiveness and meditation. In fact, if you asked him, he'd tell you that his favourite holiday destination is Tibet.
But Divine Cherry would have none of this. Divine Cherry needs warmth and sun. She needs for her cherry cheeks to flush in the morning heat. That is why she has always tolerated, but deep down disliked Winter. Lately, however, her adamant position has softened a bit (to Celestial Dragon's delight). And so it was that one day, instead of arming herself with fire and pitchfork, Divine Cherry armed herself with soup and spoon. It was her most successful crusade yet: Celestial Dragon melted away as though he were a popsicle basking in sunlight. Divine Cherry was as happy as can be. The only problem now was the mopping up.


Sweet potato and chestnut soup

-2 sweet potatoes
-300g of chestnuts
-half an onion
-half a glass of milk
-olive oil (extra virgin, what else?)
-salt & pepper

Carve a cross in the chestnuts with a small knife and boil them for 20-30mins in unsalted water. As they have to be soft, check thoroughly before taking them out (in case they're not ready yet, add more boiling water and let it boil a while longer). When they're ready, peel them one by one, making sure to remove the "inner skin" as well. Cut the onion and sauté it in a pan with the olive oil. Add the peeled sweet potatoes cut in cubes. Add the chestnuts and let it all absorb the flavour for a couple of minutes. Cover everything with boiling water (or, preferably, stock) without pouring in too much. Bring to boil. When they're done, blend everything until it becomes creamy. Add the salt and dilute with the warm milk (add as mush as you like). Sprinkle with pepper and serve warm.

Zuppa di castagne e patata dolce


- 2 patate dolci arancioni (credo siano diverse dalle patate americane che si trovano da noi, in alternativa potete usare un pezzo di zucca)
- 300 g di castagne
- mezza cipolla
- mezzo bicchiere di latte
- olio evo, sale e pepe

Incidere la buccia delle castagne con un coltellino ben affilato e farle bollire per 20-30 min in acqua. Le castagne devono risultare morbide, quindi per verificare la cottura affondare il coltello nella polpa attraverso il taglietto sulla buccia. Scolarle poche alla volta e sbucciarle, rimuovendo anche la pellicina interna.
Tritare la cipolla e farla apassire nella pentola con un filo d'olio. Aggiungere le patate dolci sbucciate e tagliate a tocchetti, aggiungere le castagne e far insaporire it tutto per qualche minuto. Coprire le verdure con acqua bollente (o brodo), in modo che le verdure siano appena sommerse. Portare a cottura. Con il frullatore ad immersione rendere il tutto a crema, salare e diluire con mezzo bicchiere di latte caldo (o anche di piu' a seconda dei gusti). Servire con una buona spolverata di pepe.


Enjoy,
And Spread the Mess