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Foodie Friday: Tiramisu!

Image credit: Olive Garden (no, this won’t be the Olive Garden recipe…) Ingredients:

-6 eggs, separated -Fresh espresso -Mascarpone cheese -6 tbsp sugar -2 tbsp amaretto -Ladyfingers -Cocoa powder for dusting

1) In a bowl, use a hand mixer to whip three egg whites and 3 tbsp sugar into stiff peaks. In a second bowl, mix all egg yolks and remaining sugar until pale yellow and thick mixture.

2)Mix the mascarpone with the yolk mixture until incorporated. Then, carefully fold in the meringue 1/3 at a time.

3) Mix the amaretto with room temperature espresso, and soak the lady fingers in it for a few seconds. Layer them into a dish. Then, carefully add a layer of the mascarpone mixture.

4) Smooth out and refrigerate 4-6 hours until it sets (about 38° (Fahrenheit)).

5) Dust with cocoa powder and serve!

*Chef’s Note: If you are making this in the United States, it’s best to use room temperature eggs. Ensure that they are pasteurized and allow them to warm up before making this dish. Elsewhere in the world, where eggs can be safely kept at room temperature, this is less of an issue. Also, the fresher your espresso, the better. If you don’t have the equipment necessary to make fresh espresso, pick some up from a nearby coffee shop - it needs to cool, so the ride home is perfect for giving it the chance!

Magical Ingredient!

So when it comes to tiramisu, my coworkers and friends and family know that I go crazy for it. Before I started making some more conscientious decisions regarding my diet, I would buy a tiramisu to go with my lunch every single day. It got to the point where the servers didn’t even have to ask what I wanted for lunch, because I was ordering the same thing - soup, salad, and tiramisu. The only time that would change was if we were going through our autumn promotions (in which case, it was pumpkin cheesecake every day). Though it’s been some time since I’ve ordered it at work (nowadays, I’ll usually snack on dried fruits instead), my love of this decadent cake hasn’t waned. A delicious dessert with espresso-soaked ladyfinger cookie encased in a layer of set creamy custard, topped with a bittersweet cocoa powder, this dish was nothing short of enchanting.

But, the restaurant I work in has a lot of Americanized foods. As much as I enjoyed the tiramisu there, it was nothing compared to homemade traditional versions made in true Italian style. By this, I mean that the signature of Italian food is making the most of very few ingredients. And when done right, this dish has only six or seven ingredients in total, and tastes so much better than what you can get in your local American “Italian” joint.

As anyone would say, the espresso is key in making a good tiramisu. But there’s another ingredient that many leave out (and in America, you’ll find so many variations that leave it out and use vanilla extract instead). Amaretto is a sweet liqueur that truly shines in this dish, as a natural pairing with both coffee and chocolate. And while I’ve talked before about the use of alcohol in witchcraft, amaretto deserves a little moment in the spotlight.

Where many drinks are fermented from fruit, hops, or even straight up sugar (like rum), amaretto is made with a base that includes almonds, peach pits, or apricot pits. This gives it a sweet flavor with a slight bitterness from which its name is derived (amaretto is a diminutive of the Italian “amaro,” meaning bitter, making the name translate as something similar to “a little bitter”).

The drink’s name is unmistakably Italian, and indeed the liqueur originates in Saronno, Italy. According to legend, a church here in the 1500′s commissioned artist Bernardino Luini to paint its sanctuary with frescoes. In need of a model to help him depict the Madonna, he turned to a beautiful young innkeeper. A relationship blossomed between the two, and as she was touched by his affection and thoughts regarding her beauty, she wished to give him a gift. Due to her simple means, she chose to steep apricot pits in brandy and presented the resulting beverage to Luini, creating the first amaretto.

In cooking, we see amaretto used either by itself or as an additive, where its flavor adds an almond sweetness and compliments both coffee and chocolate. Meanwhile, it can also be used in savory meat dishes or as an adition to almondine sauce for fish and vegetables. In addition, it is sometimes added to whipped creams to give its signature flavor and sweetness. As a beverage, it is often consumed by itself or in a variety of cocktails, including the French Connection and the Godfather, where it is a main feature to the drink.

In witchcraft, amaretto can be used by itself as an offering, but its use doesn’t stop there. The legend regarding its creation is one of love, beauty, and art. Thus it can be incorporated into spells for inspiration, love, and glamour. Its sweetness lends itself well to sweetening spells, and spells for joy.

It goes without saying that the ingredients used to make it have a role to play in its magic, as well. Almonds are frequently used to attract abundance and prosperity, giving amaretto a role to play in money and prosperity spells. In addition, apricots are often associated with love, adding to amaretto’s perfect use in such spells. And peaches are frequently associated with love, longevity, and fertility. Thus, amaretto works well for these spells, as well!

As I’d mentioned before, amaretto can also be used as an offering - goddesses and gods linked with its properties may enjoy this sweet drink - but another use includes feeding spells. Give bags and jars a little extra “umph” by adding a sprinkle of amaretto to extend the life of your spells and to further empower them over time!

What other uses might you have for amaretto in your practice? Feel free to let me know via reblogs (if you’re reading this on Tumblr) or in the comments down below (if you’re reading this via The Witches’ Circle or The Crone’s Table on Facebook)!

Until next week, May All Your Meals Be Blessed! )O(

Well anyone like this? Took me three days for it to become this

Well my mom sent me this and I love it! And its true for me

They say if your bisexual your confused

If your gay its a sin.

If your skinny your on drugs

If your fat you look nasty

If your dressed up your conceited

If your dress for comfort your a slob.

If you speak your mind your a bitch.

If you don't say anything then your rude

If your sweet to strangers your fake

If you cry your a drama queen

If you have female friends your a player

If you have male friends your a "whore"

Now then you can't do anything without being labled

We seem to live in a society when people can't live unless their judging the next person

Now that this has been said please watch what you say to other cuz one day they may no longer be around to lisent to you

Witchy commission for Laura and her character Fee ♡

Reblog to have Jack wake up, to give Chase his children back, to let Marvin out of that freaking tv, to give Henrik his beloved chair, to gift JJ a voice and to save Jackie.

Witchy Dragonrider for the CDC of this month! Check it out at the facebook page

It's strange how a few short seconds can lead you in a whole new direction,

It alters how you think and act and see your own reflection.

From a single moment on, my life was forever changed,

Like everything I previously knew had suddenly been rearranged.

No one will ever understand just how I felt that day,

But deep within this poem I shall try to convey.

I cannot even begin to illustrate the repulsive person I once knew.

I intend to simply express the horror that I went through.

I was abruptly pinned against the wall of a hard, rough concrete bathroom

Small blade across my cheek, how can i explain i couldnt move i couldnt scream. Fear takes over your body as threats are whispered in your ear.

"just come with me and the end will be near"

Suddenly I was captured, no possible way to escape.

Wondering if I deserved it, if it was truly my fate.

I tried to fly away, but my wings he had been broke.

I was like an innocent cow that he used to prod and poke.

My mind filled with confusion, and his filled with lust.

He took another part of me with each and every thrust.

Tears like elegant pearls gracefully danced down my face.

I peered into his soul with a firm look of disgrace.

His cold touch like a vacuum, sucking out the life in me.

His ears were wide open, but he wouldn't hear my plea.

Standing there in the night, so scared, so exposed.

I was covered by a veil of darkness, like satin petals of a rose.

The glowing moon looked down at me, peaking through a massive blanket of stars.

I could touch it; it seemed so close, but it was really oh so far.

Worse than at the doctor; he injected me with filth and dirt.

His intention was deliberate; it was very clear and overt.

It is a bit funny that a piece of scum is all he'll ever be,

And the only thing that he accomplished doing in life is me.

Sometimes late at night I simply can't fall sleep

Thinking about how my innocence is no longer mine to keep.

What some can only imagine in their worst possible nightmare

Is my gruesome reality that can't be undone nor repaired.

I may have the sweetest smile, glowing between my nose and chin,

But only I know the truth about the deep secrets held within.

I may have the prettiest eyes that have seen more than they should

And have cried more delicate tears than anyone else ever could.

I may have the kindest heart, but that came with a cost.

It has felt the worst of pains and experienced the greatest loss.

I cannot change the past, an event to which I succumbed.

But I can focus on the present and change what is to come. 

We are all so different and yet so much the same.

Everyone, in some way or another, will experience a kind of pain.

Everybody has things they wish not to recall,

Into each life some rain must fall.

Scattered throughout our lives, like a friend that is one of a kind,

Dreary days will steadily approach, bad memories trailing behind.

These dark days are necessary, just as important as the rest,

For if we didn't have the worst, we couldn't recognize the best.

__________________________

Now here i am holding on to my new fav shirt,

which has your Cologne

its as if your here though i know your slipping away.

yes i can call for help

yes i can find a way to runaway

but when someone can hurt you in a matter of seconds

what will happen if help takes too long

what happens when your feet cant keep up with the violent pounding of your heart

there will always be blank spaces in this story and those spaces are filled with fear

fear can consume you more than you could ever know.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

its funny how you can sit and write a poem

while the other person watches you

not understanding a word thats being written

language barriers come in handy sometimes..

______

i probably lost you though i have never given up

time is the only enemy

i still love you since we said hello

its wierd how i never agreed with the phrase: if you love him let him go.... if he returns you were always ment to be...

i cry too much,i dont want to let him go... but i cant keep causing him pain.

im being too selfish for loving him..