Odkrita jabolčna pita
Testo:
285 g moke
pol žličke soli
115 g hladnega na kocke narezanega masla
60 g hladne na kocke narezane margarine
5-6 žlic ledeno mrzle vode
Nadev:
1,1 kg jabolk
50 g sladkorja
sok 1 limone
2 žlički mletega cimeta
30 g na kocke narezanega masla
2-3 žlice medu
Priprava
Skupaj preseješ moko in sol. Dodaš maslo in margarino ter grobo premešaš. Z vilicami dobro zdrobiš kose v testu in dodaš toliko vode, da se testo dobro sprime. Oblikuješ kepo, zaviješ v folijo za živila in postaviš v hladilnik za vsaj 20 minut.
Jabolka olupiš, razkoščičiš in narežeš na krhlje. V skledi zmešaš sladkor in cimet ter jima dodaš jabolka in limonin sok. Dobro premešaš.
Testo na rahlo pomokani površini razvaljaš v krog s premerom ok. 30 cm in ga pazljivo preneseš v okrogel pekač s premerom 23 cm. Nadevaš z jabolki in zavihaš rob testa čeznje. Po vrhu jabolk razporediš koščke masla.
Pečeš 45 minut na 200°C, pekač naj bo postavljen na v pečici predhodno segret "standardni" pekač.
Ko vzameš iz pečice, premažeš z medom, ki ga nekoliko raztopiš v kozici. Serviraj toplo ali pri sobni temperaturi.
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Best wishes for continued ascendancy,
Dr. Whoami
P.S. One thing of which I am sure is
that the common culture of my youth
is gone for good. It was hollowed out
by the rise of ethnic "identity politics,"
then splintered beyond hope of repair
by the emergence of the web-based
technologies that so maximized and
facilitated cultural choice as to make
the broad-based offerings of the old
mass media look bland and unchallenging
by comparison."
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