"Pinceladas" are brushstrokes in Spanish. I plan to paint a hundred days in a row, a paragraph at a time.
Day 56 ~ Tiramisù
I
discovered this dessert in my twenties at Ciao, an Italian pizzeria
that, lo and behold, still stands at the same location (I just checked).
Not only that--my favorite pizza, Sandra, is still on the menu. Soon
after, I went to study in Germany and met a professional cook, a
transplant from Spain, who made tiramisù. I keep her recipe to this day,
the oldest I have, typewritten. Less than five years later, I got the
recipe from my Italian boyfriend's mom. I keep that one too, an email
sent from her to him. My current recipe is very similar to that one,
just varying some amounts. And that is something I love about
tiramisù, that as long as the ingredients are the right ones, it always
comes out fine despite small variations in quantity. As I have been
doing for the past years, I'll bring tiramisù to my Thanksgiving host next week. I
bought the lady fingers already today.
Day 100 ~ Completion
This will be my last par...