No, no es un deja vú. This recipe has already published in this blog. Exactly one year ago. Because a year ago today I published a post first, and started this blog precisely to these taunts of cinnamon.
I have repeated this recipe because it is a homemade cookie, as it should be the pastry with the one grows, which will serve to remind these flavors all life, because it is the first recipe I posted, and it never fails. And because I wanted to look back and see what had been these months of blog.
Personally I can only thank everyone who passed through here, you have opened this blog looking for a recipe, you have stopped to see a picture, read an entry, leave a comment, which you have encouraged to follow. I can only say thanks for something that still seems magical time. Someone who does not know it continue to take those troubles is something that strikes me every time that happens. But mostly, I am grateful to those who have tried a recipe, and you have told me that I had liked, who had been good. For this year's blog is summarized in many moments of bliss, pure and simple.
a recipe for me has to love. Yes, I admit that I fall for them quite easily. I can not publish things that mean something to me: because it is delicious because it is easy, but it looks great, or fast, or with ingredients that I like. Just think about the next course excited me in the best sense of the word. It forces me to try not to repeat myself, to surprise me, to try new things, to adapt what I like in my kitchen. And so I have been learning about mass, yeast, baking time, but also on adapting recipes to the microwave, as summer heat was such that he could not bake anything, to make homemade ice cream without a freezer, and how the sauces, fruits, spices, fresh herbs, they can completely change a dish and make a daily in a small event. I learned to make dough with flour and water so that my daughters could "help" and let me work without leaving them aside, and now they know how to use brushes, kitchen, line the muffin pans and using cookie cutters. I learned that a plain and simple dish is absolutely wonderful with a little care and pampering. And I learned that you can learn. That when you enjoy the trip so much no matter how late it is made, or the time spent, all that is forgotten. You do not need qualifications or certificates, but the desire to taste, mixing, see resultado.Y to enjoy the process.
Yes, I love food, cooking, and pastries, and the blog has made me learn a lot more than I had imagined a year ago I would be able to learn on my own. I love sharing what I learn, what works and what does not, and can serve to my friends. Because having time to cook for someone is a party. It is a joy, which is always the same and always different, and is a game, and shoots me a good mood. And none of this would have carried him this far without this blog.
And, this year I learned to take pictures of food. Some even reasonably good I would say. I had long wanted to buy a SLR camera and not I did until last year. I think it was a couple of weeks before starting the blog. And if I refused it because they wanted a good camera and only use it in automatic. But to learn to take pictures to do many, many, many pictures. The most horrible, many bad, and, hopefully, and stressing a lot, some good. But for that we must have something to photograph. To me, this double date the school week has been perfect I know: the insistence. Because not every week has been easy to publish. But this quote that I had set myself forced me to persevere, to keep trying new recipes, new combinations, or simply to replicate wonderful things I've seen elsewhere, and taking pictures, taking pictures like I could not do anything else during those minutes that I hang the camera and the world freezes while I measure the light, make sure the camera on the tripod, and I move a bit of a napkin before shooting.
and really could not be more pleased. I have found, at this point, two hobbies that go together and make me happy, extremely happy. Maybe it's insignificant, but in a world so complicated, with so many obligations, and so many uncertainties, again enjoy a personal project, creative, which I'm learning where the boundaries depend only on my effort, my skill, of my work is so satisfying that it makes me smile just to escape thinking about the next course in the next photo.
So I thank you for everything, everything, everything, because everything you do for me to watch this blog and comment me that this project not only make you enlighten me face of joy for the day, may also be interesting for others.
Once again, thank you, thank you.
And for the recipe, I would refer to a year ago. I'm sure to rejoice with me that has kept me away from fluorescent kitchen when taking the pictures.
cinnamon Finnish Pulla
cinnamon Finnish Pulla
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