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-    <p class="recipe_par">Trauma and nostalgia are linked in the taste buds of our grandmothers.
+    <p class="recipe_par">
+<b>Potatoes and trauma</b><br><br>
+      Trauma and nostalgia are linked in the taste buds of our grandmothers.
 My grandmother loved potatoes. But not quite like any other person I have known. She loved cooking them, serving them, eating them, she loved talking about them. As a child, my grandmother lived alongside war, coups and regimes. During times of hardship for people in Bulgaria, often potatoes were the only thing to eat. I always felt that due to the shortage of food, her memories were focused almost entirely on food.</p>
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 <br>Talking about food is an effective way of developing relationships ‘woman-to-woman’, and of establishing shared perceptions and experiences.  Trauma and nostalgia are linked in the taste buds of our grandmothers. “Traumatic” past can move between generations, aka "intergenerational trauma". Potatoes have become carriers of that trauma. They have to be handled delicately, with respect and care in order to satisfy my grandmother's expectations. They had to be peeled paper thin, so as to waste as little of the edible material as possible. If the potatoes had to be cut, it was crucial to cut them into stripes in such a way that each one turns out to be odd shaped and has a minimum of four corners, in order to reduce chances of sticking.</p>
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-<p class="recipe_par">On recipe notebooks</p>
+<p class="recipe_par"><b>On recipe notebooks</b></p>
 <p class="recipe_par">Recipe notebooks have always been part of my life - every few weeks, my mother would decide it's time to bake a cake - choosing usually between 2 recipes - one just called cake and the name of a relative (chec Lena),  the other one called cake with coconut (prajitura cu nuca de cocos). On these occasions, she would pull out an old, overstuffed school notebook, occasionally stained with eggyolks or butter, prop it up on a chair and consult it every now and again. Sometimes, she would skip a step, or add things in a different order than in the notebook. The cake would turn out great regardless.</p>
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 Papanași fierți
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   <h2>Episode 3</h2>
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-<p class="recipe_par">Whose is this recipe</p>
+<p class="recipe_par"><b>Whose is this recipe</b></p>
 <p class="recipe_par">A dozen modifications of the same dish are at the bottom of a deep culinary dispute on the Balkans. The Bulgarian banitsa, the Serbian gibanica, the Greek pita, the Macedonian maznik and the Bosnian and Turkish börek are in constant competition over the hearts and stomachs of millions of heavy dough snack fans. And there is more.</p>
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 Banitsa aka Баница aka Börek aka Gibanica aka Tiropita and many more
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         <li>150 grams yellow cheese (kashkaval)</li>
         <li>1 glass of sparkling water</li>
         <li>butter to taste (about 150grams, but more never hurts)</li>
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-<p class="recipe_par">Start by buttering generously the bottom and sides of a baking tray (a relatively deep baking tray). Grind the yellow cheese. Crumble the feta cheese with a fork or hands. Mix the cheeses together. Lay out the phyllo sheets and unfold them. Start by taking a sheet and curling it into one of the corners of the baking tray. do this gently. Then sprinkle cheese on it, be generous and open up the folds to let the cheese fall inside all folds and cracks. Repeat this process until you fill the whole tray with curled up phyllo sheets with cheese. Every time you add the next phyllo sheet you can compress the previous ones and therefore be able to fit in more pastry. This way you will be having the sheet loose when you fill it with cheese but then make it tighter by compressing it afterwards. When the tray is full, beat the five eggs and then slowly add to the mixture one glass of sparkling water. Pur the ready mixture over the entire tray of banitsa, carefully covering all of it. Finally cut small pieces of butter and place it on top of the banitsa at even distances. Bake for about 20-25 mins in 190 degrees. Take out when golden and puffy. You can optionally take out the tray and turn it upside down on some little bowls in order to have distance from the table. My mom does this in order to not lose the fluff or the banitsa. Best enjoyed with some fresh ayran!</p>
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+  Start by buttering generously the bottom and sides of a baking tray (a relatively deep baking tray). Grind the yellow cheese. Crumble the feta cheese with a fork or hands. Mix the cheeses together. Lay out the phyllo sheets and unfold them.
+  <br>
+  Start by taking a sheet and curling it in to one of the corners of the baking tray. Do this gently. Then sprinkle cheese on it. Be generous and open up the folds to let the cheese fall inside all folds and cracks.
+  <br>
+  Repeat this process until you fill the whole tray with curled up phyllo sheets with cheese. Every time you add the next phyllo sheet you can compress the previous onen and therefore be able to fit in more pastry. This way you will be having the sheet loose when you fill it with cheese but then make it tighter by compressing it afterwards. When the tray is full, beat the five eggs and then slowly add to the mixture one glass of sparkling water. Put the ready mixture over the entire tray of banitsa, carefully covering all of it. Finally cut small pieces of butter and place it on top of the banitsa at even distances. Bake for about 20-25 mins in 190 degrees. Take out when golden and puffy. You can optionally take out the tray and turn it upside down on some little bowls in order to have distance from the table. My mom does this in order to not lose the fluff of the banitsa.
+  <br>
+  Best enjoyed with some fresh ayran!
+</p>
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