I downloaded a few recipes, but I wasn't to satisfied with that, so I phoned my mother in Hungary (yeah the need is a big power, not only when you don't have any place to sleep, and you need to find one), she gave me her recipe, and believe me this is good stuff. Her bakery is an ethalon. I want her to become a confectioner, but I can't convince her, maybe because she knows that I would eat all the stuff of the customers:). But I'm fading away, back to my project. I bought everything what was needed. And again I was strong and I didn't buy chocolate, sometimes I'm so proud of me:). Ok I mixed everything together, as the paste wasn't as fluffy as it should be , but after I saw the first piece:
I calmed down, and after I tested it:
because this is a good number, and I hoped that it would be enough for the
evening, it wasn't. So the next time I have to make at least double:).