I was back to my normal weight of 50 kg yesterday morning and I was still 50Kg this morning so I thought that it wouldn't hurt to eat a few 'Cenci'. Even though this is something one eats during Carnival, I realized we did absolutely nothing special all throughout Semana Santa and since it's Easter Sunday today I thought we should do something and eat a few calorie laden things.
My friend Valeria had given me a recipe a few days ago and the recipe said:
1 Egg Yolk
1 Cup Olive Oil
2 Cups Water
Sugar (for toppings)
Flour (as much as you need)
Anyhow I had just woken-up and wasn't really thinking when I put the 1 egg yolk into my bowl and proceeded to put the oil and water into it.
I started stirring and putting flour in it little by little and this was when it kind of dawned on me that I'd need a s***load of flour to get any kind of a dough that I could roll and cut. Of course, I ran out of flour before it got to this stage and I ended up with this bowl full of Cenci-Gone-Wrong.
So did I throw this out? I kind of wanted to - but no! If you ever had a grandmother and grandfather who survived the Great Kanto Earthquake and two World Wars and a mother who was a starving adolescent during World War II, you were taught to NEVER throw away food and so I just went right ahead and let the oh-too-soft batter rest for 15 minutes and then deep fried them anyway.
'Cenci' as it's called in Tuscany is called by different names. In Lombardy they are called 'Chiacchiere' and in Spain they're called 'Cuchiflitos'. They are supposed to look like this...so you can see why it was a problem that I didn't have enough flour to harden the dough enough to roll it out.
...and last but not least...I wondered as I spent more than an hour frying these things what happened to 'a few' Cenci.
This is how much we had left after I nibbled on at least 10 of them:
WARNING: Makes enough for 10 people or a few hungry kids.