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Since its creation in 1997, elBullitaller’s aim has been to expand the range of textures that can be used in the kitchen. As a result of this research, techniques such as foams, clouds, etc. have been created, representing an evolution in his style.
The Texturas range is essential if you want to incorporate some of our most famous techniques into your kitchen, such as hot jellies, air, gelatine caviar or spherical ravioli.
The products that make up the five families – Spherification, Gelification, Emulsification, Thickeners and Surprises – are the result of a rigorous selection and testing process. Texturas is the beginning of a world of magical sensations that has expanded over the years.
SFERIFICATION
Spherification is a spectacular culinary technique, introduced at elBulli in 2003, that allows you to create recipes never before imagined. It is the controlled gelling of a liquid which, when immersed in a bath, forms spheres. There are two types: Basic Spherification (which consists of immersing a liquid with algin in a calcic bath) and Reverse Spherification (immersing a liquid with gluco in an algin bath). These techniques make it possible to obtain spheres of different sizes: caviar, eggs, gnocchi, ravioli… In both techniques, the spheres obtained can be manipulated as they are slightly flexible. We can introduce solid elements into the spheres, which remain suspended in the liquid, thus obtaining two or more flavours in one preparation. In basic spherification, some ingredients require the use of citrus to correct the acidity; in reverse spherification, xanthan is usually used to thicken. Spherification requires the use of specific tools, which are included in the kits.
GELLING
Jellies are one of the most characteristic preparations of classical cuisine and have evolved with modern cuisine. Until a few years ago, they were mainly made with gelatin sheets (known as “fish tails”); since 1997, agar, a derivative of seaweed, has been used.
The kappa and iota carrageenans are also obtained from seaweed and have specific properties of elasticity and firmness that give them their own personality.
To complete the family, we present gellan, which makes it possible to obtain a rigid and firm gel, and methyl, with high gelling power and great reliability.
EMULSIFICATION
The Lecite product, which is used to make aerated preparations, has been joined by two other products, Sucro and Glice. The main feature of the latter is its ability to combine two phases that cannot be mixed, such as fatty and aqueous media. This makes it possible to create emulsions that would otherwise be very difficult to achieve. -UPDATED- Download- Desivdo.com - Horny Wife Blowjob Fu...
THICKENERS
Products have always been used in the kitchen to thicken sauces, creams, juices, soups, etc. Starch, cornstarch, flour are the traditional thickeners used, with the disadvantage that a significant amount has to be added, which affects the final flavour.
With the Xantana family of thickeners, we present a new product capable of thickening cooking preparations with a minimum quantity and without altering the initial flavour characteristics in any way.
SURPRISES
It is a line of products whose main characteristic is the possibility of consuming them directly, either on their own or mixed with other ingredients and preparations. “You’re learning
These are products with different characteristics, but with a common denominator, their special texture, specific and unique to each of them, effervescent in the case of Fizzy, Malto and Yopol, and crunchy in Crumiel, Trisol and Crutomat. Flavours and textures that can be a fantastic and surprising solution for refining both sweet and savoury recipes.
OTHER PRODUCTS
“You’re learning?” the vendor asked, noticing the embroidery hoop. Her own fingers were stained orange from turmeric and flower stems. “I used to make torans for every wedding in my lane. Now people buy plastic from China.”
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On the bus, Kavya attempted the tiny cup-shaped stitch again. The thread knotted. She exhaled, her breath fogging the window. Around her, the bus was a small India in motion: a businessman in a starched white shirt scrolling through stock prices; a Muslim girl Kavya’s age in a hijab , laughing into her phone; a toddler sleeping on his mother’s shoulder, one payal anklet still chiming softly with every bump.
It was a toran , a door hanging her grandmother had begun before the arthritis made her fingers curl like dried mango peel. Now Ammamma sat two seats behind, wrapped in a turmeric-yellow sari, watching the rain erase the world beyond the glass. Her hands, once so quick with thread, rested still.
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And in the golden light of the old city, under the sound of dripping water and temple bells, three generations sat together on the chabutara —the thread passing from hand to hand, the story knotting itself into the future.
Kavya tucked the jasmine into her braid. “Ammamma says plastic doesn’t remember who you are.”
“You’re learning?” the vendor asked, noticing the embroidery hoop. Her own fingers were stained orange from turmeric and flower stems. “I used to make torans for every wedding in my lane. Now people buy plastic from China.”
“That culture is not a museum. It is a bus route. It is a stitch you learn from hands that are leaving, to give to hands that are arriving. It is jasmine in the rain. It is plastic and thread, matcha and chai , hoodies and ghungroos .” She paused. “It is you, deciding that the old door still deserves beauty.”
On the bus, Kavya attempted the tiny cup-shaped stitch again. The thread knotted. She exhaled, her breath fogging the window. Around her, the bus was a small India in motion: a businessman in a starched white shirt scrolling through stock prices; a Muslim girl Kavya’s age in a hijab , laughing into her phone; a toddler sleeping on his mother’s shoulder, one payal anklet still chiming softly with every bump.
It was a toran , a door hanging her grandmother had begun before the arthritis made her fingers curl like dried mango peel. Now Ammamma sat two seats behind, wrapped in a turmeric-yellow sari, watching the rain erase the world beyond the glass. Her hands, once so quick with thread, rested still.
Kavya looked at Ammamma, who was already reaching for the needle and thread.
And in the golden light of the old city, under the sound of dripping water and temple bells, three generations sat together on the chabutara —the thread passing from hand to hand, the story knotting itself into the future.
Kavya tucked the jasmine into her braid. “Ammamma says plastic doesn’t remember who you are.”
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