Thursday, May 20, 2010

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Moves, Turkey, Bodrum / Halicarnassus and the boundary of home-made breakfast: fresh croissants without eggs

These days I feel unwell ... the constant temperature changes have made me vulnerable to an unhealthy viruses with vomiting, fever, diarrhea .
Certainly not a good status to write, read, write, enjoy cooking, nor for cooking and for that matter even to eat (did this for me new and unusual ): I'm surviving on rice, potatoes and yogurt.
Over the past two days I could hardly touch il computer senza fuggirmene in bagno, ma oggi che sto decisamente meglio voglio e assolutissimamente voglio aggiornare.


Certo, non ho ancora recuperato tutte le forze né la brillantezza e l'umorismo solito , e questo non sarà uno dei soliti post farciti e introdotti da ingombranti riflessioni per il fatto che, semplicemente, non reggo né fisicamente né mentalmente, adesso, uno sforzo eccessivo di riflessione, né una scrittura troppo lunga al computer. Qualcuno di voi forse lo considererà un bene , altri (più saggi di me) magari si chiederanno perché I wanted to update in a healthy state so weak.
because I have many, but perhaps common to all foodbloggers I feel a bit 'to belong.
because he feels the need.
Why Sustainable Philosophically, with its many weaknesses and strengths small, has now become a part of me or better still one of my virtual extension.
Because I wanted to take advantage of these last few days to post more receptive.
U ltimi days? I can already hear (or at least I'd like to hear) perplexity painted in the eyes of some of you.
Yes, because on May 30 via delivery and the rest all summer ... until 30 September. Childbirth as an entertainer in a village that in Bodrum, Turkey in the distant. I do not know if I will have and how an Internet connection, and therefore I do not know if and how I can follow the development of my blogghino.
Before leaving the programmer publication of a recipe, so to be published at least once a month ... but as you can already guess my contribution in planned-a-ma-May-published-in-July I will not have his usual verve and usually constant, boring, attachment to current .
E 'for my chance to get out of here ... to disengage for a moment from my daily life ... insotenibile to earn a bit '(just a few ) of pennies, to begin to really learn my autonomy. And to see a interesting place.
Bodrum is the ancient Halicarnassus, south-western Turkey, an hour and a half from Kos in the Aegean Sea, and has a long long luuuunga story: do not feel able to resume in serrata and appropriate manner, I will copy it directly from a site I consulted , make sure that I read it very carefully:
" [Halicarnassus] capital of Caria, situated on a promontory of the Ceramic Gulf (Gulf of Kerma) with Acropolis and good harbor, and was founded by the Dorians of Trzene Argolic [ one of the regions DIIS the peninsula when it was Doric, NDG ] and had perhaps settlers of Argos. He served a significant business and established its own warehouse in Naucratis even in Egypt, then fell into the hands of the kings of Persia and was ruled by tyrants, under the command of Artemisia to the expedition of Xerxes against Greece (480 BC) . He had by sec. VI C. to sec. A rich empire III minting its own coins. It was already one of six Doric capitals of the league, was part of the Delian League, but he broke away during the Peloponnesian War, and was made of them from the regaining ephemeral Trasibulo (389 BC).
Dorian excluded from the league, had trained together with Miletus, Cos, Chios and Rhodes, a vassal kingdom of Persia, under the tyrants and Ligdami Mausolus. An epigraphic text recalls the covenant with the citizens Ligdami; under Mausolus, Halicarnassus touched the apogee of its splendor; Artemisia, the sister and widow of Mausolus, he did raise in his honor celebrated mausoleum, considered one of the seven wonders of the world, which worked Briasside , Broom, etc..
The city was besieged, taken and partly destroyed by Alexander the Great (333 BC) and during the century. III a. C remained under the Ptolemies; in 197 regained his freedom, but was the supremacy of Rhodes, and was then included in the Roman province of Asia. Was decaying under the Byzantine emperors and under the Arabs. It was the birthplace of Herodotus [ ancient greek historian , even called the "father of historiography" ] and Dionigi [ greek historian and teacher of rhetoric in Roman ]. "
A city that had its undoubted and important story, so ... and yet up to the 20's of 1900 was nothing more than a fishing village. It 'was in fact thanks to the writer, journalist and ethnographer (unknown to me, but it does say the least) Kabaağaçlı Cevat Sakir, who was convicted for writing an article against the death penalty, exile in Bodrum for 3 years. But once the time of exile refused to leave Bodrum and continued to write to and from the city of exile and helped organize "tour Blue (Mavi Tur) that aimed to raise awareness of the region Bodrum to the general public and that he meant that Bodrum is now one of the largest tourist centers in Turkey. And it is thanks to him, too, that I go there.
have given me since I found it a fascinating city. A border town, a city which has been many and diverse peoples in its being "the edge".
And it is also border the recipe that you propina today, in the sense that it really represented a border, or rather his cross, in my path "culinary" .
E 'was my first experience of home-made breakfast, and taught me how to prepare the sweets for the morning breakfast gives you a much much much more tasty. It 'was the beginning of an awareness that now seems obvious.
Passatami from my mother who had in turn borrowed from Pigtails sweet of Karamamma unearthed on Bianca's Recipe (source coming back, because the first recipe, the "historical", my mother and I we have drawn largely from there to space out until later), I decided to change their shape and, instead of braids, I've made some croissants.
not remember - because it's been years (will be 2 if not 3) - how I got to develop a way to give the shape of the horn ... certainly not alone ...
But in the end it should be, before I leave for Turkey and return to feeling only "deferred" to leave this delightful proposal for a sweet breakfast, which softens your while I'll have to give up to 4 months to luxury and Goduria to cook by myself and for me (at least we hope that the kitchen at the resort is good and that I can remember with pleasure the ).












 Questa è l'esposizione delle ricerche di Erodoto di Alicarnasso, perché gli eventi umani non svaniscano con il tempo e le imprese grandi e meravigliose, compiute sia dai Greci che dai barbari,non restino senza fama;in particolare,per quale causa essi si fecero la guerra. 




(Erodoto: "Storie", I, 1)






Croissants (without eggs) for breakfast





Ingredients (for 8 croissants )
  • 350 g of flour ( in my long-standing experience, I tried to use various types of flour: I made croissants with 00 flour, Manitoba flour, wheat flour, buckwheat flour, oat flour etc ... I think that whatever I use white flour - which has 00 flour, meal or flour Manitoba-0 because the croissants are soaring and more logically assume a softer )
  • 150 g of milk (liquid however: that and milk, juice, water ... )
  • 40 g of corn oil
  • 50 g brown sugar (or granulated, do vobis ...)
  • a pinch of salt
  • 15 g of fresh yeast

procedure
Stiepidite scioglieteci milk and yeast. In a bowl, weigh the flour, add in salt and sugar, then oil and finally the milk with yeast. Mix all ingredients until mixture is smooth and soft.
Knead, rigiratelo, mix it for about ten minutes as a bread, this addition to me and foresight that seems to provide better elasticity and ability to rise. Then roll out the dough with a rolling pin until ottenere un cerchio, o comunque la cosa più somigliante ad un cerchio che riuscite ad avere (per avere questa forma quasi perfetta qui sotto mi sono dovuta esercitare anni, fidandomi della fortunosità del momento e chiedendo - in questo caso specifico- ripetizioni a mio padre, che è ingegnere ed è più preciso di me ) .
























Una volta ottenuto questo cerchio perfetto, immagine della perfetta sfera cosmica (deliro un po' lo so ... e poi mi risuonano in testa elucubrazioni del film Agorà che, nonostante alcuni difetti che non me lo fanno definire capolavoro, mi si è ancorato saldamente nel cuore), dividetelo in quarti e poi in ottavi fino ad ottenere otto fette... come se si trattasse di una pizza da spartire .






















Poi prendete ogni triangolo























and, starting from the base, wrap it up himself, I suggest you wrap it tight enough so as to encourage the rising ...







From the initial eight slices, you get eight logically croissants.
place it on a baking sheet covered with parchment paper and let rise for 2 hours, or at least until it doubles in volume (in lucky days it took me only an hour and a half, those damn unlucky to two hours and a half if not three )












After rising time, bake in preheated oven at 180 ° C for 15 minutes (depending on the oven of course ... everyone knows his 01[1].gif ). Then pull out your creations and cover with a cloth until cool (so are softer).





































Quando si sono raffreddati, se piace, guarniteli con lo zucchero a velo:

















Nuntio variationis : E' possibile farcire questi cornetti. Io ho sempre preferito lasciarli vuoti, ma a volte ne ho farciti un paio con la Nutella (o con una crema al cioccolato) per to please my sister. The filling can be as varied, ranging from jam to the chocolate custard creams ... all a matter of taste, Obviously .
For the filling action is needed once I take the chosen triangle and BEFORE you roll it up.
Faced with the triangle predestined you, put on a spoon (approximate dose) of the filling (in the My photo is the case of Cream Extra-Dark-like Nutella I had prepared in those days)











Wrap triangle with its small tessssoro fillings and treat it like any other croissants (let rise until doubled, bake at 180 ° C for 15 minutes, let cool, etc.). Eventually, you'll also have your stuffed Goduria

























E così ho terminato anche con oggi la mia randellata di ricordi e il mio strascico di malinconie... impiegando più tempo di quel che avevo previsto e stancando oltre modo le mie capacità di resistenza attual. Non sarà questo il post dell'addio (che sarà ben più lacrimoso, lacrimevole, penoso e patetico ) Before you leave I'm going to update at least once ... But it is a prelude and a hint of welcome (and a strong historical brush up on the "famous" Halicarnassus ) .
A hug and a wish in advance a good weekend



Giulia



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