This stew doesn’t come from California but from the man who is considered the father of the Italian cooking, Pellegrino Artusi.
He was born in Forlimpopoli, a small city near Forlì, in the heart of Romagna; Forlimpopoli is also home of my best friend and I sometimes hang around when there is the big feast called Festa Artusiana dedicated to him.
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It’s really really cold outside, of course it’s ok, it’s the coldest part of winter here and I also love cold weather.
I also love the nordic concept of “hygge“, the good feeling of staying together with loved ones, spending quality time at home or in cozy places.
I think a hot, slow cooked stew is very “hygge” so I’m going to share this classic Irish recipe made with stout beer with you.
Holidays ended at last.
Nothing more to say, I think you all know what I mean.
Christmas tree back into its box, no more panettone in the house, Lorenzo back to school.
It has been nice, I can’t say anything bad about my holidays, I rested a lot and watched Netflix so much I’m going to be the next majority owner.
I’m all alone this week end so I turned on the tv to watch Crossing lines ( I’m watching the 9th episode right now) then I turned on the oven and baked a little.
I had these cookies on my bucket list for a while, this week I’m going to attend a couple of Christmas parties so I decided it was time to act.
It’s 11.15 pm so I have to cut the blog post, I only want to say this recipe comes from my lovely mother-in-law Daniela.
