So Navaratri is here. Wait a minute, that cannot be the beginning to this entry, right? Let me explain: Navaratri is here so I’m following the one Sundal a day ritual. I promise a montage entry as soon as we are done with the nine days, until then, here is another one for keepers.
The beautiful fall evening, balmy air and warm drawing room light included, prodded me to make something… novel. We’ve all eaten biscotti, an Italian pastry, at the coffee shop but I’ve always wanted to make some at home. Now, I’ve always been under the misconception that a decent biscotti needed lots of butter and eggs, but google set me straight. Apparently French pastries and Italian pasticcini are worlds apart!
So half hour, most of it filled with me peeling dried apricot, later, I put my slab of biscotti dough into the oven. The Mister came home to warm biscotti and Sundal for “tea”. What a lucky man, I say! Now where is my trip to Tuscany? 😛