Dopo la serata dedicata al gusto dell'amore al cinema, tornano le #Cinecene di Cooking Movies, stavolta con un evento interamente dedicato al maestro del brivido Alfred Hitchcock!
Siete pronti a giocare -ma soprattutto, a mangiare - con noi?
L'appuntamento è per mercoledì 16 aprile alle 20 da Cucina In, in piazza Gerusalemme 7.
Scoprite i dettagli e il menu! E ricordate che tutti i partecipanti riceveranno un goloso kit di benvenuto, ma il vincitore si aggiudicherà un corso di cucina da Cucina In e una magnum di bollicine offerta dal nostro partner Negoziodelvino.it!
Alfred Hitchcock, regista britannico trapiantato in America, ha lasciato un'impronta indelebile nella storia del cinema con i suoi thriller. E' stato un cineasta meticoloso, al limite dell'ossessione, appassionato di bionde algide, di mistero e soprattutto di quella tensione denominata "suspense", uno stato di agitazione in cui gettava i suoi spettatori, coscienti degli imminenti pericoli davanti a protagonisti al contrario all'oscuro di informazioni fondamentali. Tanta è la sua fama di cineasta, quanta quella di buongustaio.
E cosa mangiava Hitchcock? Amava soprattutto gli arrosti e la carne in genere, che accompagnava a salsa olandese, come pesce mangiava praticamente solo sogliole, che si faceva arrivare direttamente dalla costa di Dover, e tra una portata e l'altra si "ripuliva lo stomaco" con deliziosi gelati e sorbetti.
Noi abbiamo in serbo un menu davvero delizioso, ispirato ai suoi gusti ma soprattutto ai suoi film, che potete leggere di seguito.
Tutti i dettagli su come funzionano le #Cinecene li trovate QUI.
Che aspettate? Prenotatevi subito!
Prenotazione obbligatoria
tel. 02 36745728 o mail: info@cucinainmilano.it
- pagamento tramite bonifico bancario
- pagamento in contanti in sede (nei giorni prima dell'evento)
Al vincitore un corso di cucina da Cucina In e una magnum di bollicine offerta da Negoziodelvino.it
A tutti i partecipanti un goloso kit di benvenuto
Al vincitore un corso di cucina da Cucina In e una magnum di bollicine offerta da Negoziodelvino.it
A tutti i partecipanti un goloso kit di benvenuto
Menu #Cinecene 16 aprile - Serata Hitchcock
Antipasto
Quiche lorraine del mistero
Mini quiche con tume piemontesi, pomodori secchi e olive taggiasche
Primo
Il riso che che visse due volte
Medaglioni di riso al parmigiano e nero di seppia con salsa affumicata
Secondo
L’arrosto che sapeva troppo
Filetto di maiale con patate e salsa di ribes rosso
Dolce
La firma dell’assassino
Semifreddo alle fragole sulla scena del delitto
Vini
Perusini Ronchi di Gramogliano; Negozio del vino
costo: 35 euro a persona
mmmm, una cena piena di suspense! prenoto subito per due! ciaoooooo. comunque l'assassino è il maggirodomo! Francesco
RispondiEliminaMa perchééé?? ç__ç
RispondiEliminaIn settimana e così lontani siete.... sigh!
Bolla, mi dispiacee! quando espanderemo i nostri confini, forse...
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