I am back with a recipe I’ve found on an Italian Facebook group about local recipes.
I hardly can say this is a local thing but it’s a delicious idea indeed: it’s a dried fruit jam packed with Christmas flavours like cloves, cinnamon, star anise and, according to me, it’s a wonderful Christmas present you can gift.
It’s perfect with cheeses, you should try it with melted Camembert or, if you prefer, you can use it in Christmas sweets or plain, on a slice of buttered bread with a cup of tea.
As you see I’m deep into cooking experiments at the moment, so deep I started again with my usual recipe exchange with a close circle of food blogger friends.
Blogs are in italian only so I don’t bother share links you cannot read but I can tell I had to dig deep into the blog I was paired with because it has hundreds, and I mean HUNDREDS of recipes.
Some are local, some come from far, far away: I decided to stay in the middle and I choosed a recipe from Malta, the Bigilla.
Me and hubby are two real beer lovers.
We love artisan beers, made with love and we use to spend some nights out in places where we can drink a good pint with something good to eat.
Soon I’ll let you know about a place in Santarcangelo called Re- Pub where you can drink Irish classics plus six craft beers from everywhere (in rotation) and eat satisfying hamburgers and pub dishes where even the fries sauce is craft made but now I want to focus on Manifattura Birre Bologna, a place not far from home where you can eat some cold cuts and cheeseboards with their own beers in a lovely and colorful place.
this is my “middle holidays” post, it has been writen earlier as at the moment I’m probably laying on a sofa claiming I’ve eaten too much.
But I had to give you this recipe as it’s perfect for a cheese platem with boiled meat or grilled white meat; don’t you have at least one of these on your New year’s Eve’s table?
You can give it as a present too if you still have to make some presents.
Any New Year’s resolutions out there?
I’m having a long week end with my son, all alone as dad is out of the city.
We went out by bus, stopped at the park, called a classmate and his mum to play together then we had lunch in a place near the park.
I also met at the restaurant a classmate of mine I didn’t see in uhm, I think twenty years.