True story or not. Thank you KoolKosherKitchen for sharing Signor Spaghetti's take on the "true" origins of pasta! PSource: The World Is Macaroni: Pasta Fagioli
I love reading and putting into practice some of the recipes from KoolKosherKitchen, as well as the writer’s interesting take on some historical events which have influenced some of the culinary delights we enjoy so much!
Tzar Ivan the Terrible was a cruel tyrant. Everybody knows that. And just like many things that “everybody knows” and thus nobody questions, the sobriquet “Terrible” should be taken with a grain of salt. Since we are in the middle of Pesach (Passover), I recommend Kosher for Passover Red Sea Salt.
True, he did accidentally kill his son Ivan Ivanovich, but the kid had the temerity to argue with dad! You gotta have respect for your elders! However, look at the other European monarchs, his contemporaries: Henry VIII used to chop off his wives’ heads left and right, presumably considering it much cheaper than suing for divorce (I know, the Pope wouldn’t grant him a divorce, so he eventually became his own Pope – the original DIY guy). Catherine de Medici killed close to 30,000 Huguenots during the Night of St Bartholomew, and that was no accident!
Fast forward four hundred…
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I’m such a fan and I’m definitely making this asap! Thanks so much!
It seems that anything baked in thin layers interspersed with something creamy is nowadays labeled Napoleon. I’ve met – and duplicated! – beet napoleon, zucchini napoleon, even pumpkin napoleon (didn’t like the latter, though). Contrary to a popular belief, the name does not honor the French Emperor. Or maybe it does, after all, in a roundabout way? Let’s see.
Name version #1. Known as mille-feuilles (a thousand leaves), it was developed in France in the second half of 19th century. Napoleon Bonaparte was already dead on St Helene, the Restoration was striving to erase both his name and his deeds, and generally, the entire Europe was sick of wars and heroic battles. There is no chance that this delicious dessert would have been named after “the little corporal” and his meteoric rise to power at the expense of thousands of deaths. A thousand leaves sounded a thousand times better!
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Thanks for this lovely post! I am very ignorant when it comes to some gluten free products. What exactly is “spelt” ? My eldest daughter has to follow a strict gluten-free diet, so I’m always hunting about for something new. 😄
A while ago, the fearless Daily Warrior Liz C. nominated me for a Valiant Blogger Award that she created. I am sorry, dear Liz, that it took me all this time to respond, and that’s not only due to my busy schedule this semester. Mainly, I kept thinking: why me? I’ve met quite a few awesome bloggers who are much more deserving, starting with Liz herself, a valiant person and a great blogger! But a meanie, nonetheless, because she stipulates only one nominee per nominator – how am I to choose? Well, she is The Creator – it’s her right, and, ultimately, I can’t say no to her, so here it is:
As a perpetual subversive element (is that why I got the award, Liz?), I am complying with the rules in the wrong order. Thank you, dear Liz, for this unique distinction! I am greatly honored to be included among…
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What a lovely way to introduce this delicious recipe! I’m reblogging it and as winter is fast approaching, theirs golden soup will be on my list of must cooks!🌻😀🌻🌞🌟🐝
King Midas had a daughter called Marigold, and he loved her more than anything, and he wanted to give her the best, the finest, the fanciest, and the most expensive things in the world. That required lots of gold, and even though he had plenty, there is never a limit to gold fever, is there? Especially if the reason for it is so noble – nothing but the best for a beloved child! Sounds familiar, right?
But Marigold wasn’t interested in Gucci-Pucci and Louboutin shoes. She enjoyed her garden, she wanted to share the beauty of her flowers with her father, and she felt sad when he didn’t have time for her because he was busy counting his gold. Oh, he wished that everything he touched would turn to gold so he wouldn’t have to worry about the price of that Judith Lieber clutch for Marigold!
One day, when he…
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