Ladies and gentlemen, Its majesty: the Pastiera.

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I have always been a very unconventional person. To me, personally, traditions have always meant doing something just because someone else was used to do it, long before me; repeating gestures and actions that other people have set and established for me. I never managed to follow traditions with heart and soul, if I did it was only because I felt I had to, and exactly for that reason I didn’t like it. But, at the same time I am perfectly aware that traditions embody past, history and culture. I have always felt fascinated by other people traditions, and admired those people who embraced them and keep them alive.
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Travel Diary: 5 days in Turin

Last week I ahve traveled to Italy for work and my family came with me. Here’s a little taste of our 5 days in Turin.

La settimana scorsa sono andata in Italia per lavoro e la mia famiglia e’ venuta con me. Eccovi qui un piccolo assaggio dei nostri 5 giorni a Torino.

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Pesto Lasagne: one of the (many) hidden gems of Italian food.

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Although the great reputation of  Italian food in the world is always a reason for pride to a food lover like me, to see how very limited the concept of “Italian food” sometimes is can get a bit frustrating. Pizza, pasta, panna cotta, and tiramisù. With these few dishes, we have already covered a good 90% of the menu in any regular Italian restaurant around the world. But Italian food is so much more than that! And even with pasta, you can have thousands of shapes, dressing and cooking methods. But so many times it looks like that in Italy we only eat carbonara, tomato sauce, and ragù (if you are not sure what ragù is, don’t worry it’s just because someone insists calling it “Bolognese”, but so you know…that does not mean anything in an Italian kitchen).

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Vaja: my childhood in an apple pie.

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I have been thinking of posting a recipe for an apple pie for very long time, but somehow never got around, as I never managed to decide on the best version to make. Apple pie is one of those mythical concepts very difficult to grasp because everybody knows it but always in a slightly different version. Every household has a favourite recipe, which slightly differs from all the others and, as they are all likely to be very good, it is very difficult to pin down the ultimate one. So, in a sort of enlightenment, I realised there was no point in looking for the perfect apple pie, the one that would make everybody happy and, as usual, when I stopped overcomplicating things, it became clear that the only right choice was MY apple pie, or rather, the apple pie of my childhood.

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