Strawberry Pistachio Tiramisu Cake and How to Decorate it Beautifully

DSCN9899Tiramisu is truly one of the greatest Italian recipes.  And we’ve turned it into something even greater.

I was born in April, and one of the fantastic features of this wonderful month is that besides the flowers, the birds and the bees, another thing that starts popping out left and right are big, red, juicy strawberries.  I love strawberries.  It’s a love I just cannot control.  And my family knows this oh so well.
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Wine, Cheese and Fondue party

ImageFamily is a wonderful thing. Especially when they bring you things!

Our aunt and uncle (the same ones who have the pomegranate trees), live up in the mountainous north of Italy during the winter months of the year, in one of the many valleys of the Dolomites.  But when the snow starts melting and the flowers start blooming, they pack up their car and drive back down to Rome, which could not be any more beautiful than it is in the Spring!
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Pineapple and Pastry Cream Pie

DSCN8856-2The other day my sister was at work.  Just a typical day at the radio station, nothing out of the ordinary.  A couple of songs, some senseless (albeit entertaining) chit-chat, traffic updates, another song…you get the idea.  And then, suddenly, a familiar voice.  And not just any voice [my sister would say]!  The one and only, the grand, pastry God…Luca Montersino.  If you’ve been to any of the Eatalys around the world, you may (should!!) know who I am talking about, and you might understand why we refer to him as the God of all things sweet! But, alas, I do understand that not everyone is as food-crazed as we are, not everyone chooses to just hang at Eataly instead of the mall, and not everyone falls asleep reading cookbooks instead of novels.

We are not as strange as I make us sound, I swear!

In the years spent testing, trying and adapting recipes, my sister will always tell you that when it comes to cakes, Luca Montersino’s techniques are unbeatable.  Plain and simple.  He is the pastry God, after all.  And since we never really had a nonna that made us cakes and brought them over for Sunday lunch, we had to make up for it with our own creations.
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