If you could live anywhere in the world for one year, where would you live?
I would live in a small village in Italy, where I would make friends with the local ladies, learn how to make pasta, explore the area, get to know the farmers, cook, eat, write, draw, listen to old Italian music, take siestas, learn Italian, dream in Italian and pretend that I’m Italian.
So tempting but I have to wait until my boys fly out of the nest. I tried bunch of times to sell them my dream but they vetoed the idea of moving yet again. “But you’ll have pasta everyday!” “No! if we move again we want to go back home.” Home is Los Angeles. I can’t blame them. Being a no-mad is more like yes-mad. I guess I’ll just make more biscotti and pretend that I’m in Italy.
Now let’s talk about those “twice-cooked” cookies, a.k.a. biscotti or cantucci. Hard as a rock and dry as the Sahara, yet addictive. If you have self-control issues you might reconsider making them. Although they are harmless, pretty healthy.
I made them with raw almonds and pistachios, and added a plum but feel free to add any nuts, fruits, or dried fruits you like.