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Est-ce que quelqu'un saurait traduire en espagnole Merci
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Melanger la farine avec la levure le sucre et un peu de sel, sur le plan de travail.
Etape 2
Faire un trou, et mettre les oeufs entier dedans, l'huile et l'anis.
Etape 3
Pétrir.
Etape 4
Si la pâte est trop dur à pétrir, ajouter un petit peu de lait.
Etape 5
Pétrir énergiquement.
Etape 6
Découper en morceau la pâte, et repétrir.
Etape 7
Laisser reposer un peu la pâte
Etape 8
Pour préparer les formes, prendre des petites boulettes, les rouler entre les mains pour en faire des fils épais, et rattaché les deux bout pour en faire un rond.
Etape 9
Une fois toute la pâte transformé en rond, remplir une poele d'huile.
Etape 10
Plonger les ronds quand l'huile est très chaude.
Etape 11
Ne pas trop en mettre car les formes gonflent.
Etape 12
Recouvrir entierement de sucre après avoir absorber le maximum d'huile dans du sopalin.
Etape 13
C'est prêt!
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