Not exactly a Christmas card, but has much to do with one of the Christmas treats that are made here. There is a saying ...." who wants strawberry, go to the mountains "... in this case is not the mountains, but the kitchen ... This is the result of a while back and more around in the pan.
Now I
the turn of the "chips." They are about "things" or pieces of dough that is stretched by the roller rolls on a stick, and fry are as a chip. They are thin, finiiiisimas .... and although it is a recipe typical of the people of Encinasola, you know that we are very friendly and then we have adopted.
The recipe is very old. I made the day of the "Buñol" Women's Association. So no more are very good.
This time there was no time, but the next will rellenos.Ya cag ...... you know ... honey ... know well.
And of course may be missing Marocho virtually any house, our prestine (not fritters). Hundreds of kilos of flour which is made in all casas.No think I'm an exaggerated ... I say knowingly.
Despite be saturated with sweet these days, I have found a way to "sweet" to wish the best for 2011.
I know that "The things of my people" the marochos.Especialmente see many many congratulations to them all this year and be very happy ... you win the lottery ... Magi abundant gifts you have left ... and at least, and I think the best, that next year we can all visit us and when you feel like in your home. because it is really what it is. Your people, your home and your people. That can be assured, at least on my part and much of Marocho we consider simple and good people, but sometimes when you see after some time someone tells you where you ....¿ stranger?
We love strangers! We love you and we miss you and hope your visits to our parties that are also yours.
Until you will, to each his best whatever, wherever you are.!
(If the strawberry does not happen "ná ".... are invited to the next harvest.)
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