"And then we fall down and die."
This was when a student was talking about climbing the Swedish ladder obstacles in gym. Pretty positive that this was a high point of today.
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Monday, April 29, 2013
Day 45: Food Adventure
This really is not an Overseas Project blog anymore. It's a food blog. Food food food. I think my last three posts have been about food too. Oof.
But here. I love to bake and cook, and have tried to share some things with my host family while here.
So far:
-pancakes
-sultana muffins
-chocolate chip muffins (which my host brother really wanted to learn how to make)
-apple pie (apple filling: super easy; pie crust: never doing again ugh)
-cupcakes (a failure, which is sad because I'm usually pretty good at making cupcakes)
And sometime soon, I will be baking some chocolate chip cookies. Cookies are different here and usually store bought, so my host family will get to try some fresh out of the oven cookies. Yay.
The point of this:
If you want to bake, remember this. Baking powder here is different. (I guess. I had to ask Bee about it and she explained it to me.) American baking powder starts working when it gets heated. Italian baking powder starts working when it comes in contact with liquid -- so once it's mixed with something wet, boom. Baking powder needs to be put in the mix last here and the mix needs to go into the oven right away. If not, your baked goods will be flat. (As my poor cupcakes were.)
But here. I love to bake and cook, and have tried to share some things with my host family while here.
So far:
-pancakes
-sultana muffins
-chocolate chip muffins (which my host brother really wanted to learn how to make)
-apple pie (apple filling: super easy; pie crust: never doing again ugh)
-cupcakes (a failure, which is sad because I'm usually pretty good at making cupcakes)
And sometime soon, I will be baking some chocolate chip cookies. Cookies are different here and usually store bought, so my host family will get to try some fresh out of the oven cookies. Yay.
The point of this:
If you want to bake, remember this. Baking powder here is different. (I guess. I had to ask Bee about it and she explained it to me.) American baking powder starts working when it gets heated. Italian baking powder starts working when it comes in contact with liquid -- so once it's mixed with something wet, boom. Baking powder needs to be put in the mix last here and the mix needs to go into the oven right away. If not, your baked goods will be flat. (As my poor cupcakes were.)
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Day 32: Tiramisu (A Recipe)
So, yeah, I dropped off the map for a few days. Been busy with lesson planning, IU reporting, and getting some sun.
In apology I managed to observe a delicious tiramisu (Venetian style) being made and it was so delicious that I figured I should write the recipe down somewhere.
RECIPE:
4 eggs (yolks and whites separated)
2 tbs sugar
500 g mascarpone cheese (2.11 cups apparently; converting is a pain)
pinch of salt
400 mls espresso/strong coffee (1.70 cups; make sure the coffee is cooled)
2 tbs Marsala wine (similar to Port or Sherry, although I've heard of rum or Kahlua being used; optional)
ladyfingers (cookies; sweet, but light, airy, and fragile)
Cocoa powder
1. Place egg yolks and sugar in the same bowl. Beat until peaks form.
2. Slowly fold in the mascarpone cheese. (Using a soft baking spatula to do this would be best.)
3. Place a pinch of salt into the egg whites. Beat until peaks form.
4. Fold the egg white mix into the mascarpone/egg yolk mix.
5. Put Marsala wine (or whatever you choose) into coffee. (My host mom didn't measure with spoons. It was, "Pour until you smell the alcohol but not so much that it's a strong smell.")
6. Quickly dip ladyfingers into coffee. Place first layer of ladyfingers down in (5-cup serving, or whatever the conversion) dish. On top of that, put the egg/cheese mixture. Do another layer of ladyfingers, another layer of egg/cheese. The last layer should be ladyfingers.
7. Dust the top layer with cocoa powder.
8. Cover and let sit in the fridge for about six hours before eating.
Buon appetito!
In apology I managed to observe a delicious tiramisu (Venetian style) being made and it was so delicious that I figured I should write the recipe down somewhere.
RECIPE:
4 eggs (yolks and whites separated)
2 tbs sugar
500 g mascarpone cheese (2.11 cups apparently; converting is a pain)
pinch of salt
400 mls espresso/strong coffee (1.70 cups; make sure the coffee is cooled)
2 tbs Marsala wine (similar to Port or Sherry, although I've heard of rum or Kahlua being used; optional)
ladyfingers (cookies; sweet, but light, airy, and fragile)
Cocoa powder
1. Place egg yolks and sugar in the same bowl. Beat until peaks form.
2. Slowly fold in the mascarpone cheese. (Using a soft baking spatula to do this would be best.)
3. Place a pinch of salt into the egg whites. Beat until peaks form.
4. Fold the egg white mix into the mascarpone/egg yolk mix.
5. Put Marsala wine (or whatever you choose) into coffee. (My host mom didn't measure with spoons. It was, "Pour until you smell the alcohol but not so much that it's a strong smell.")
6. Quickly dip ladyfingers into coffee. Place first layer of ladyfingers down in (5-cup serving, or whatever the conversion) dish. On top of that, put the egg/cheese mixture. Do another layer of ladyfingers, another layer of egg/cheese. The last layer should be ladyfingers.
7. Dust the top layer with cocoa powder.
8. Cover and let sit in the fridge for about six hours before eating.
Buon appetito!
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Day 26: The Egg Salad Mystery
Another food adventure! Yay.
We've all probably heard of egg salad. Eggs, mayo, and. Um. Celery? Whatever. Egg salad.
In Italy there's something similar called Russian salad. Eggs, green beans, carrots, peas, mayo, and I think some potatoes. An potato-y egg salad. Or eggy potato salad.
In Russia there's the exact same thing. Except it's called Italian salad.
I wish I had better investigation skills so I could figure out this mystery.
We've all probably heard of egg salad. Eggs, mayo, and. Um. Celery? Whatever. Egg salad.
In Italy there's something similar called Russian salad. Eggs, green beans, carrots, peas, mayo, and I think some potatoes. An potato-y egg salad. Or eggy potato salad.
In Russia there's the exact same thing. Except it's called Italian salad.
I wish I had better investigation skills so I could figure out this mystery.
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Day 25: Oh Food
I've explained Italian breakfast already. But today was different. Breakfast is usually a basket full of cakes, pastries, and other sweet things. Today I spotted something covered in chocolate and made by Ferrero (which, if you don't know, is the company that makes Kinder chocolate which is the most glorious thing in existence; yes, I am in fact seven years old secretly).
So, I picked up this chocolate-covered thing, opened it, and took a bite. The taste did not fit what I thought it should be, which is why I stopped and stared. Here was some chocolatey delicious cake thing and I was tasting...alcohol.
Lovely thought to have at seven in the morning.
The wrapper had oranges on it, so at first I figured it was that, but strangely done or something. But then I looked at the list of ingredients and there it was: liquor. What. A breakfast thing and I was eating something like a rum ball.
Okay.
Second food adventure the day:
My host mom doesn't speak English, so sometimes I don't completely understand what's going on when I'm with her. Yay for language barriers. She kept talking about how she was going to make "black rice" for lunch today. I was thinking about that black forbidden rice I sometimes see in Kroger.
Imagine my surprise when "black rice" was risotto with cuttlefish ink added into it. I've never seen cuttlefish ink, much less a dish with it as the main taste.
It was pretty good. Apparently, the ink is added to many dishes (probably all Venetian recipes) to give it the tasty cuttlefish flavor.
Yummy.
So, I picked up this chocolate-covered thing, opened it, and took a bite. The taste did not fit what I thought it should be, which is why I stopped and stared. Here was some chocolatey delicious cake thing and I was tasting...alcohol.
Lovely thought to have at seven in the morning.
The wrapper had oranges on it, so at first I figured it was that, but strangely done or something. But then I looked at the list of ingredients and there it was: liquor. What. A breakfast thing and I was eating something like a rum ball.
Okay.
Second food adventure the day:
My host mom doesn't speak English, so sometimes I don't completely understand what's going on when I'm with her. Yay for language barriers. She kept talking about how she was going to make "black rice" for lunch today. I was thinking about that black forbidden rice I sometimes see in Kroger.
Imagine my surprise when "black rice" was risotto with cuttlefish ink added into it. I've never seen cuttlefish ink, much less a dish with it as the main taste.
It was pretty good. Apparently, the ink is added to many dishes (probably all Venetian recipes) to give it the tasty cuttlefish flavor.
Yummy.
Monday, April 8, 2013
Day 24: April Showers
So, yesterday when I was in Genova, there was sun in Voghera. Today, on my day off in Voghera, there was rain, rain, and more rain. I like the sun. Can I have it back please?
Also, I like muffins. I made some today with my host mom and sister because they're not used to making them. I love that moment when you try to combine about three recipes and several ideas into one dish and it somehow works out. Orange syrup (from the pancakes) plus sultanas in some delicious muffins. Yum.
Wardrobe choice of the day (since it was raining and I was actually doing laundry yay): VS yoga pants and my Bedford Lady Stars shirt.
...Why do people think I'm a real adult again?
Also, I like muffins. I made some today with my host mom and sister because they're not used to making them. I love that moment when you try to combine about three recipes and several ideas into one dish and it somehow works out. Orange syrup (from the pancakes) plus sultanas in some delicious muffins. Yum.
Wardrobe choice of the day (since it was raining and I was actually doing laundry yay): VS yoga pants and my Bedford Lady Stars shirt.
...Why do people think I'm a real adult again?
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Day 23: Total Eclipse
So, Bee (I've mentioned Bee before) is awesome and cool and everybody in the Italy program will probably meet her at some point because of reasons.
She invited me to go with her family to Genova for an art exhibit. And it was absolutely beautiful out so we walked around some.
Genova!
Yay!
Also, this exists.
THE END.
She invited me to go with her family to Genova for an art exhibit. And it was absolutely beautiful out so we walked around some.
Genova!
Yay!
Also, this exists.
THE END.
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