My misua recipe holds a particular fondness in my heart- it was my late grandma Teresa's recipe. Nobody does it like her. I made a few changes in the ingredients, but the basic techniques are the way my grandma taught it to be. I got requests from friends to teach cha misua, but it was not meant to be.
How can I give something that is not mine to give in the first place?
It was Brian's birthday on May 14 and , as usual, he requested for his share of cha misua. I made two boxes of misua and we ate them for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
I roast my own peanuts just because they turn out more crisp than store bought ones.
Cha misua are cooked stir fried in hot oil and broth and must be al dente, just like Italian pasta. Anything soft and soggy are not meant for the table. And because I can be a tad picky, I cook mine in no less than olive oil. :)
