When Melanie was staying with us, she had these Italian cookies called pizzelle. I had seen them before but had never tasted them.
We loved them. They were light and crisp and had a touch of anise. I decided that I wanted to make them. There were 2 little problems with that. The first problem is you need a special device to make them. It looks like a mini waffle iron. That problem was solved within minutes of deciding I wanted to make them, after a little cyber-shopping:
The next problem was duplicating the pizzelle we had eaten. Now if Melanie could remember who gave them to her, we could have just asked for a recipe. However, she had no idea who made them. There are about 23,413 recipes online for pizzelle. Oh, what is a person to do?
Fortunately, this is also rather easy to solve. We will just have to eat our way through a mountain of pizzelle as I try out different recipes until we hit upon the right one. Of course I may gain a few pounds during the experiment but that’s such a small price to pay. It’s all in the name of research, after all.
They look like fancy little pancakes…makes me hungry all of the sudden.
I’m sure you will be mailing out samples to everyone so we can help you taste test and find that perfect pizzelle.
I would like to offer my pizzelle-testing services; I’m all about community service. Plus, I’m already fat so nobody will know the difference if I gain a few more pounds. Second plus, I don’t care if they do.
Set ‘em up! Pizzelles for everyone!!!
*LOL @ Kim* I can really relate to that!
just TWO things..
First I thought you were on a quest for the perfect PUZZLE and couldn’t figure out what the heck that little cookie thing had to do with it.. sigh.. I need more sleep
and Second.. that is two right?? I didn’t have water yesterday either.. and it wasn’t on purpose.. my dang pipes froze!! With no husband around!
smooch.. happy puzzle eating.
Okay, when you finally can come here for our lunch date (I promised to take you out when your life returns to normal; I’m still waiting) I expect you to bring one pizzele for me and you don’t have to bring one for Larry. We won’t tell him.
Yum. I can’t wait.
I’m picturing many crumb-filled envelopes, if they even were to make it past the mail carrier.
The are sort of like waffles. Only thinner, crisper, and more cookie-like. I plan on trying out a second batch this weekend.
Quero saber a receita da pizzelle?