Acacia (Robinia pseudoacacia)

Hello everyone! one of the things that I have learned living in one of the towns in the Veneto region is about the value of this tree and it’s flowers. It is like a miracle tree! during the later months of autumn, some farmers or land owners would prune this tree and use the wood as  firewood in their wood stoves and in spring, it is an old tradition here in the province of Treviso (unfortunately this tradition is fading! I was lucky enough to learn about this tree thanks to a very special person called “Zia – auntie Yolanda.) when this tree blooms, it is really heartwarming to smell the scent of its flower while walking through an ancient path near where I live because it reminds me of all the good things learned living far from my country of origin. Am I lucky to have met the right persons thus making it really possible the so called “integration”? Or is it my curiosity and positive mental attitude which brought me to see the bright side of life? Life is a learning process for me. Everyday is a new opportunity to use the five senses.

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I thought…If ever someone, somewhere, is dreaming and hoping to find a good recipe to make the so called “fritelle di Fiori d’acacia” – acacia flower fritters (always check that you are not allergic to this flower), then I would like to share the recipe of Zia Yolly with you.

Frittelle di fiori d’acacia

(for 10 – 15 flowers)

170 grams of flour

25 grams of sugar

1 egg

150 grams of milk

a pinch of salt

Mix a above ingredients well with a whisk.

Dip into this batter the acacia flowers (after washing and left to dry on a kitchen towel)

Heat the cooking oil and cook the fritters. It takes 2-3 minutes to for these fritters to be ready.

 

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And for all Mothers like me or those who will be and most especially to my Mom, here’s wishing  you all an amazing day!

“The hand that rocks the cradle is the hand that rules the world”. This is the saying which my mother told me. Now I know why.  Thank you mom for being such a wonderful guide and gift to me.

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Tripod + ISO 100 + 140mm + f/14 + 1/30s This rose is part of a variety called “Rosa nostalgica” (nostalgic rose)

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Tripod + ISO 100 + 140mm + f/8 + 1/250s. After 6 pm