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Recycling

We all know how important is to recycle. Obviously the best would be to avoid producing waste at all; yet in this season of the year this seems so unlikely.
So in order to help the planet, I made up my mind that it was about time to recycle my nuisance of today, which is a freshly baked cake: I had great expectations that went lost soon enough. I tested a new recipe and the dough looked so promising, but I under baked the whole thing and to my biggest dismay the final cake was sadly soggy and dense.
There is a wide tradition of recycling old cakes (trifles, cake pops, charlotte, tiramisu, you name it). I assume that such long standing traditions stem out of gloomy damp cakes as well. 
While surfing the lovely net, I stumbled in my next project, which is called New Orleans Russian Cake or Creole Trifle. The whole web carries so far one only recipethat I will skimp. My plan is to cube the awful loaf, wash it away in some juicy concoction (it will be citrusy and berry colored) and disguise…

Buone Feste! Happy Holidays!

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Mock beans on toast

Hello there dearest reader,
We are talking here about fancy food today, as you have guessed from the title of today post.
Now let us clear one point first: in my area, nobody – N O B O D Y – that I am acquainted with has ever been eating beans on toast. I am also not telling anybody – A N Y B O D Y – that I am currently surviving my sad and forlorn lunches at office on beans on toast. So, please let us keep this very well kept secret between you and me.
The thing is, the holidays are coming up, pressing up actually and guess what: I still have to lose the post-baby redundant belly despite my son being 4 years old. I skipped the spring cleanse, the summer fasting, the autumn diet, winter is approaching and my extra weight is still there! Am I doing anything to shake it off? Absolutely not, no worries! So I have decided that I should stop wolfing down nice pizza and not exactly light street food and suddenly a memory resurfaced. Ages ago, when I had no wrinkles and cellulite was not a pr…