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In the meanwhile I've made my second cake with... blueberries is what they seem to be called in English. Which must also be my twentieth cake in total, or more. I've made one cake per day for the last 3 weeks. In a few cases even 2 cakes in one day.
Always mixing in the fruit mixer:
2 eggs
40 grams of sugar (yes, just 2 spoons)
200 of ricotta
200 of flour, previously mixed with 1 packet of yeast
Then I added the blueberries and I mixed with a spoon.
It seems that blueberries taste much better than chocolate chips, on top of being much healthier.
I just turned off the oven.
My latest feat is trying to keep the cake inflated after turning off the oven, because it usually shrinks by almost 50%. Nonetheless I am pretty happy that the days of rubber cakes are over. They all rise now. I haven't made a rubber cake in weeks. It's because you can't add shakes of fruits, and can't mess with corn flour either.
Adding cornmeal to a cake recipe without knowing its implications is like tampering with my systems: you turn a profitable recipe into an unprofitable mess.
In many ways learning a recipe for a cake is like learning a recipe for trading profit. You can't change more than one ingredient at once, or you won't know what the outcome is due to.
Today I am trying to isolate this deflation factor. I left the cake in the oven, opened the oven, and I will keep it there until they'll both be cold. If it still deflates, then it'll mean that this method doesn't work. Maybe I'll have to accept a cake deflation.
...
I just checked again, and it's already 20 minutes after turning off the oven.
It is still too hot to be touched. The cake is still almost as inflated as it was at the start: maybe it lost only 10%.
If it stays like this, I will be satisfied, and will always follow this method, although no one mentions such a method as mine, here for example:
http://www.pricescope.com/forum/fam...when-i-take-them-out-of-the-oven-t135575.html
In other words, my method is simply to turn off the oven immediately (after 30 minutes of cooking at 160 Celsius degrees), pulling the cake to the edge of the oven and then letting it rest there until both the oven and the cake are cold. If possible, after opening the window so it gets cold faster.
Then comes my mom, retarded as usual, who was the first one to suggest to leave it in the oven for a while, and now she says to be careful that it will dry out. Too bad that, being retarded, if you let her cook, she'll prove incapable of following a specific recipe more than one time. If it works, she forgets it and doesn't even try to repeat it, because she thinks it is good to keep trying new things. The retarded lady. I could never rely on her for advice, in any field.
So, recapitulating. If something works, whether in life or in cooking, she doesn't repeat it. And if it fails badly, she doesn't even make sure to remember that it failed so she can avoid repeating it.
She just has no memory of the past and keeps repeating the same day over and over again. Not like someone who has amnesia. More like the average idiot does, which is about 90% of the population.
What is the smart way of doing things instead?
In trading systems like in cooking, the smart way is to follow a check list, like a robot.
1. get the oven started
2. put the ingredients on the table...
On and on, always the same exact thing. And changing one thing at a time if you wish to try something new. And not moving on to a new recipe until you figured out the previous one.
Instead she keeps on moving from one recipe to the next, making mistakes each time. And if miraculously something is good, she doesn't even write down what it was. If she does write something down, it is on a piece of paper that she will lose. This is idiots for you. The same all over the world.
Another characteristic of these people is that they never place things in the same place. I have the same place for everything in my room. They are always looking for their glasses or keys, or wallet, because each time they place them in a different spot. Idiots. I can't believe I am unable to rise in this world, a world so crowded with idiots. I guess I must be an idiot as well, in some other ways. Or maybe I am too good-hearted.
Ella Fitzgerald - Sunny
For example, my dad is close to being a genius, but then again, he married my mom, because he found her beautiful, which she is, but that's a stupid behavior, marrying someone just because they look good. Indeed, after marrying her, he spent his whole life blaming her and making her feel bad for how stupid she is. So that doesn't make any sense to me.
My mom's principle in life is to save money, but not really scientifically. Just cents and dollars. Doesn't worry about the thousands, too complex. She throws those away.
Doesn't worry about things right. Only worries about not throwing things away.
She's so retarded that she adds water to all liquid soaps she buys, which only makes you waste more soap.
She's so retarded that when she uses a dish, she always ends up using dishes that are too small, because she even saves on the size of the dishes she uses.
All right, enough complaining.
We're all different animals. My complaining is like expecting a dog to fly and a bird to swim.
...speaking of which, when I am at my island, I often see birds swimming, we call them "cormorani". It's this guy here:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Common_Shag
So this guy can fly, swim, walk.
...
It worked. The cake is still inflated, having deflated only 10%. I'll keep using my method (until it will prove to not work, because the cause might be another one).
In the meanwhile I've made my second cake with... blueberries is what they seem to be called in English. Which must also be my twentieth cake in total, or more. I've made one cake per day for the last 3 weeks. In a few cases even 2 cakes in one day.
Always mixing in the fruit mixer:
2 eggs
40 grams of sugar (yes, just 2 spoons)
200 of ricotta
200 of flour, previously mixed with 1 packet of yeast
Then I added the blueberries and I mixed with a spoon.
It seems that blueberries taste much better than chocolate chips, on top of being much healthier.
I just turned off the oven.
My latest feat is trying to keep the cake inflated after turning off the oven, because it usually shrinks by almost 50%. Nonetheless I am pretty happy that the days of rubber cakes are over. They all rise now. I haven't made a rubber cake in weeks. It's because you can't add shakes of fruits, and can't mess with corn flour either.
Adding cornmeal to a cake recipe without knowing its implications is like tampering with my systems: you turn a profitable recipe into an unprofitable mess.
In many ways learning a recipe for a cake is like learning a recipe for trading profit. You can't change more than one ingredient at once, or you won't know what the outcome is due to.
Today I am trying to isolate this deflation factor. I left the cake in the oven, opened the oven, and I will keep it there until they'll both be cold. If it still deflates, then it'll mean that this method doesn't work. Maybe I'll have to accept a cake deflation.
...
I just checked again, and it's already 20 minutes after turning off the oven.
It is still too hot to be touched. The cake is still almost as inflated as it was at the start: maybe it lost only 10%.
If it stays like this, I will be satisfied, and will always follow this method, although no one mentions such a method as mine, here for example:
http://www.pricescope.com/forum/fam...when-i-take-them-out-of-the-oven-t135575.html
In other words, my method is simply to turn off the oven immediately (after 30 minutes of cooking at 160 Celsius degrees), pulling the cake to the edge of the oven and then letting it rest there until both the oven and the cake are cold. If possible, after opening the window so it gets cold faster.
Then comes my mom, retarded as usual, who was the first one to suggest to leave it in the oven for a while, and now she says to be careful that it will dry out. Too bad that, being retarded, if you let her cook, she'll prove incapable of following a specific recipe more than one time. If it works, she forgets it and doesn't even try to repeat it, because she thinks it is good to keep trying new things. The retarded lady. I could never rely on her for advice, in any field.
So, recapitulating. If something works, whether in life or in cooking, she doesn't repeat it. And if it fails badly, she doesn't even make sure to remember that it failed so she can avoid repeating it.
She just has no memory of the past and keeps repeating the same day over and over again. Not like someone who has amnesia. More like the average idiot does, which is about 90% of the population.
What is the smart way of doing things instead?
In trading systems like in cooking, the smart way is to follow a check list, like a robot.
1. get the oven started
2. put the ingredients on the table...
On and on, always the same exact thing. And changing one thing at a time if you wish to try something new. And not moving on to a new recipe until you figured out the previous one.
Instead she keeps on moving from one recipe to the next, making mistakes each time. And if miraculously something is good, she doesn't even write down what it was. If she does write something down, it is on a piece of paper that she will lose. This is idiots for you. The same all over the world.
Another characteristic of these people is that they never place things in the same place. I have the same place for everything in my room. They are always looking for their glasses or keys, or wallet, because each time they place them in a different spot. Idiots. I can't believe I am unable to rise in this world, a world so crowded with idiots. I guess I must be an idiot as well, in some other ways. Or maybe I am too good-hearted.
Ella Fitzgerald - Sunny
For example, my dad is close to being a genius, but then again, he married my mom, because he found her beautiful, which she is, but that's a stupid behavior, marrying someone just because they look good. Indeed, after marrying her, he spent his whole life blaming her and making her feel bad for how stupid she is. So that doesn't make any sense to me.
My mom's principle in life is to save money, but not really scientifically. Just cents and dollars. Doesn't worry about the thousands, too complex. She throws those away.
Doesn't worry about things right. Only worries about not throwing things away.
She's so retarded that she adds water to all liquid soaps she buys, which only makes you waste more soap.
She's so retarded that when she uses a dish, she always ends up using dishes that are too small, because she even saves on the size of the dishes she uses.
All right, enough complaining.
We're all different animals. My complaining is like expecting a dog to fly and a bird to swim.
...speaking of which, when I am at my island, I often see birds swimming, we call them "cormorani". It's this guy here:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Common_Shag
So this guy can fly, swim, walk.
...
It worked. The cake is still inflated, having deflated only 10%. I'll keep using my method (until it will prove to not work, because the cause might be another one).
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