Today our magic Alexia & Marie made a wonderful cake with clear honey and fresh hazelnuts.
What is special about it, apart the fact that it is delicious, is that the hazelnuts had just been picked from the tree, and cleaned by hand!
Who can resist hazelnuts? They’re the most consistently rewarding nuts. Lay your hands on this late summer Tuscan delicacy and you’ll experience them when they are youthfully mild and juicy. As hazelnuts dry out or are dried for storage, their persona emerges, one that can make other nuts seem dull.
Why are hazelnuts good for me?
It seems that eating hazelnuts, and other tree nuts, can reduce your risk of cardiovascular disease. This is probably due to their impressive store of monounsaturated fat, vitamin E, and minerals, such as copper and magnesium, all of which reduce blood pressure and inflammation.
Hazelnuts are full of oil, but there’s no evidence they are fattening. Quite the contrary: people on nut-rich diets often show weight loss. An explanation for this is that eating nuts stimulates the metabolism and makes you burn more calories. Another is that the high fat, protein, and fibre composition of nuts gives them the “fullness factor” in spades, so when we eat them, we are left feeling satisfied, not tempted to stuff our faces with less healthy foods.
So, why are you resisting?
I know now
That we must protect what we love
I know now
That we can’t let opinions in
Because if you love cake
And someone else doesn’t
You wouldn’t stop eating the cake
Because they didn’t like it
This is how we wish our guests an exciting and happy day…
“When the first rays of the sun barge into your room,
And you get to see the tiny dewdrops on flowers that bloom.
You know the day is fresh and new,
Giving you all that is for that day due.
Savour in the freshness of the morning,
Else it may not be much time before you get longing.
mommy’s style applepie…straight from the ancient Tuscan recepies book.
lots of apples, and cinnamon, and walnuts…and love!
All of them have been cooking their dinner in our Communal Kitchen, merrily sharing spaces and tools,
Later they were eating all together on the terrace, each couple on their cosy table with candle-light and the sound of crickets surrounding them, chatting lightly and enjoying the company of the stars and the moon,
that equally shine on very each one of us….
After a whole year of urban landscapes, grey skies, noisy roads, dirty window-panes, traffic jam, bills, frozen food & cheap wine, dusty air and angry folks,
trust us, and just drive slowly down to the end of this wild bumpy road, enjoy the pebbles, enjoy the stones, let your eyes explore the yellowish skyline, and look ad the bottom of the valley, on your left, at that fairytale house.
You’ll see it’s an old house made in stones, surrounded by little quiet cypresses, young fruit trees with some happy little animals, there on the terrace, called “aia”in the past , you can finally let yourself go.
Feel the warm wind on your skin, hear the sound of cicadas piercing the silence, see the bright mid-day light sourrounding short, vertical shadows, smell the dry and rich soil, and just let yourself be conquered by that lazy lazy feeling…
Can you hear the voice of hammocks calling you, from the shade of the cypress?
This is the physical sensation of a Tuscan Summer,
and it gently recalls sweet and unforgettable childhood memories.