I know that muffins have nothing Italian about them, but these in particular, if Mr. Ferrero hadn’t thought of inventing Kinder chocolate bars in 1968, wouldn’t have anything special about them. Taking a look at the info I’ve found about the origin of these treats, I wonder why they chose a German name and a German boy as the image,…
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Mascarpone cream cup with Nutella and chili chocolate
Unforgivable… I have opened the blog without a miserable dessert. I deserve an exemplary punishment: Listening to Maria Sole’s hit, Sono io Alain Delon at full volume, and in case that doesn’t seem harsh enough, here comes the most Machiavellianly cruel part of the punishment: until a neighbor comes to ask me to stop. No need for me to explain…
