I am small and dry, but with water and fire I become soft. With potato, garlic, and laurel I cook, then I become a smooth cream on the plate. Who am I?, Puntarella chicory, dried fava beans, red onion, Altamura bread, dried fava beans and Puntarella chicory, I am green and a little bitter, I swim in boiling water. Then I dance in oil with garlic. Who am I?, red onion, Altamura bread, dried fava beans and Puntarella chicory, Puntarella chicory, dried fava beans, At first I make you cry, but later I become sweet. With sugar and apple vinegard I change my taste. Who am I?, dried fava beans and Puntarella chicory, Puntarella chicory, red onion, Altamura bread, dried fava beans, I start soft and fresh, but the oven makes me dry and crunchy. With oil, onion and greens I become a medal on the plate. Who am I?, red onion, dried fava beans and Puntarella chicory, Puntarella chicory, dried fava beans, Altamura bread, First the cream, then the crunchy medal, then the green crown, and finally sweet decoration. Who am I?, dried fava beans and Puntarella chicory, red onion, Altamura bread, dried fava beans, Puntarella chicory

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