DON’T CALL THEM CHIPS

DON’T CALL THEM CHIPS

Don’t call them chips because they don’t contain potatoes, and that’s not even news: the term potato chips has become part of our language to imply slice of potato, usually fried: a package of potato chips as stated in Garzanti

The Georgofili Academy attributes its invention to George Speck, also known as George Crum based on the legend that wealthy financier Cornelius Vanderbilt one day sent back a plate of fries three times dissatisfied with the cooking. So Crum cuts the potatoes into wafer-thin slices and fries them until they are so crisp that they cannot be eaten with a fork, and seasons them with lots of salt.

Later George Crum opened his own restaurant and began marketing the fries, which, in 1920 would be packaged in pouches.

As children we knew them in the classic Pai bags and then in slang we continued to call chips other kinds of bagged snacks although they were composed of corn, cheese or other ingredients.

Similarly, when we were children, saying flour corresponded to referring to the product of grinding wheat

Instead, we now talk more about pseudo-grains and have come to the “new” protein flours, if we can call them that.

Various sites can be found that as an alternative to high-protein flours such as legume flour, for example, market flours made from dried grubs.

These are not urban legends, or even generalizations, it should be specified, but ingredients that are specifically stated in the labeling.

With one of these flours, “chips” have been produced, but perhaps they should be called something else, don’t call them chips.

What would be an appropriate name in your opinion?

Do you think you will eat any kind of food with these flours?

Is the feeling of annoyance that I personally feel only a psychological question?

According to a survey by Coldiretti dated May 2021 following approval by of Europe to the marketing of insect-based foods, 54% of Italians consider insects foreign to their food culture.

Are you in favor?
Is this just a protein like any other to you?

COFFEE SABLÉ PASTRY COOKIES

COFFEE SABLÉ PASTRY COOKIES

Luciana asked me for the recipe and I would like to take this opportunity to thank Jaya and Salvo too for their pasta recipes, and to answer Maria: Kefir tastes good to me, but consider that I don’t like sweetening … it is actually acid with a very slight slightly “alcoholic” tip so Jaya’s advice to add fruit smoothies (or simply fresh fruit) or to make other types mixing using fantasy is more than appropriate for someone who is not much for “raw” things like me laughing

But let’s get to Sablé Pastry: the first time I tried it was when I was looking for a recipe for something sweet that was egg-free since my father couldn’t eat them.

To tell the truth, many recipes, starting for example with Il cucchiaio d’argento, include eggs in the preparation, but they seem perfect to me even this way: sablé means sprinkled with sand, a concept that can be associated with the idea of a certain amount of friability, otherwise I miss the difference with the shortcrust pastry, but you correct me if I’m wrong.

Ingredients:

150 g of flour

100 g of butter

50 g of sugar

20 g of coffee

a pinch of salt

The coffee must not be hot and you can also dose it by eye according to the consistency of the dough: so that the resulting paste is smooth and elastic.

Before being worked, the dough must rest in the refrigerator for a couple of hours, after which you can indulge yourself with the shapes.

Who has cute stencils?
For example, I obviously have a weakness for wings

Transfer to baking paper and bake at 180° for about 18 minutes, to keep an eye on and evaluate also based on the thickness of the cookies.

I don’t know about you, I would then dip the edges in melted chocolate or pair the cookies with a generous layer of Nutella in the middle laughing too much? Come on, with the first coffee it fits …

RED PILL OR BLUE PILL?

RED PILL OR BLUE PILL?

We use to divide the generations: Millennials, Generation X, Boomers and so on; despite the common path, each one has a particular vision on different spans of time obviously marked by the events that characterized them.
Many of us perhaps had never had a concrete experience on certain types of emergencies, and the general test of panic, which we are witnessing in these days, certainly opens up various new scenarios or at least never seriously considered.
You hear and read everything and the opposite of everything and the questions burst like an uncontainable quantity of corn kernels exposed to heat.
Yet I observe, as always, correct me if I am wrong, that most people continue to lock matters up between the four corners of their garden. Behavior from which, for example, the race to flour and sugar in supermarkets. As if having a spare in your pantry could be enough to shut everything else outside the door.
Question: what can be the reason?
Is it really enough to wash hands?
And, beyond the specific, even in a context of normal routine, don’t you think that in general people prefer not to face reflections that could lead to uncomfortable or unwanted conclusions?
It is inevitable to remember the famous example of the free will Matrix format:

“You take the blue pill – the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe.
You take the red pill – you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes.
Remember, all I’m offering is the truth – nothing more.

Among the countless interpretations and dissertations there is also the hypothesis that blue pill is the choice of the dogmatic, but I would like to remain at the most basic concept: how many would choose the red pill?

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