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... Just to have a "place to hang your hat."

Hi guys, but there is a messy period (you can tell?).
I swear ... I'll be back to post almost normally.
Maybe a little 'less but I get back from holiday in the UK ...
many things have happened, many beautiful than others, and now I have an hour for me and for you then.
I'll make good use (I hope).
Just to keep warm in the post (o). But by next week ...

almost normal.
Let 's see what happened?
Great vacation in London where I met beached whale (? Want to call so, but it is not and knows) that perhaps becomes our correspondent in London ...!

none other ... Then, finally, the legendary GUITAROMANE began to translate the recipes in French !!!!!
look a bit 'labels and see!
If I succeed, I will convince him to do the same in France.
Although I do not know where he lives.
Guity Where do you live? Finally
work, work and work that I was a bit 'undeclared but re-emerge.
E (eccezionalmente!!) The presentation of the book written by many hands (10 to be exact) presented last week.
The day before my boss says, 'Eric, there is a presentation tomorrow of a book. Can you go? "
" But Chief! It is my own, even our book! "
(and I also thanked for their contribution! And we both know what it was).
A great publishing success (?).
think that we struggled to find a publisher to die.
not made it an issue of quality of the text (magari!), but the questions were like: "how many copies they buy?"
"I take some university course?"
Finally we found a great little editor of the South (you will understand), maybe unconscious that he decided to invest in the work without asking for return !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He must make a well-deserved publicity (sorry but if you deserve it):
PHOEBUS EDITIONS Pasquale Testa, a fifty verve and culture that loves to dream and dare (mica and mica are so many say this to our book! ).
Do me a favor, go see the site, look at the faces of the staff and you will realize that we, with people like that, there is still hope.
And then, have a look to the printed books. How
personal pleasure.
There are many books you would like to buy and do not ever come out with the big publishing houses.
the presentation of the book, PAN of Naples (handsome), Pasquale presented, indeed gave us, in closing, a beautiful Video Salvatore Manzi, his art director, a guy who does wonderful things.
The video was touching and showed two young boys who were running out of focus in pure white.
Truly a masterpiece that has left us speechless.
the end, the applause was for the video, not for the book (right).
Really, if you have time and curiosity, go to rummage in his blog and see beautiful things.
PS: the proceeds of the book (if there ever was) goes to charity, of course. Also because the University Prof.
that presented in the stain to be binding on such occasions, he exclaimed, literally, "a book of work, more of a manual, even a mandatory instrument. I photocopy the following day and distributed to students and trainees "
But gosh! I bought your book I have! Why the hell do not you buy our TU? The
copy him!
I to my mother I bought it.

And then little everyday things, the girls who are lost in this long summer bell Ciccina who goes to Rome to hear Vasco, Ciccillo vomiting and not eating (maybe have a bezoar?), I am swamped with work and crazy that desperate, at times, leaves me breathless in the sense that back in the evening and I abrutisco destroyed in front of the TV.
imagine that they are also thinner than 2 (two) pounds!
Then you say that work ennobles
man ... had to do a nice weekend from Violamelanzana but maybe skip that too. Viola
Hello, see you soon!!
And finally, a bit 'broken by time, but just to keep the post (or) hot, I leave you with an invigorating and refreshing summer soup, a must-try:
zucchetta summer soup, cheese and pears.
So, to celebrate the first fruits of the Tonino verdummaro (the one when I see smiles to 32 carats).


Zucchetta summer Ingredients 800 gr. (First or last year?)
Pere Conference (pear or other summer) 400 gr.
Gruviera Dutch smoked (or such similar or better) 200 gr.
parsley.
flour 1-2 tablespoons of cornstarch.
Oil Age.
Salt and white pepper.
A beautiful white onion 200 gr. about.
Wholemeal congealed to do in pieces.
And if you like a dash of white wine, balsamic vinegar and / or a bit of vegetable stock granules.

Preparation In a pentolotta started in a little oil the chopped onion until it is almost brown, and add, if you like wine and granulated vegetable stock (otherwise skip to next step), add the zucchetta cut into chunks , add water as needed. (A glass), cover and simmer over low heat. Meanwhile
Place the cubes of bread on the grill preheated oven (say 200 °?) and cut half of the grated cheese squares and the rest. When
zucchetta starts turning good sfarsi add cornstarch to dissolve any lumps and add the chopped parsley, season with salt and pepper, adding a few minutes turn the cubes of cheese and say to yourself (you are alone in the world) that is ready to table "In
holster is the first bread (and I tell you to do?) then the soup, and finally, parsley, and grated cheese, if liked, a dash of balsamic vinegar of Caserta to Dioxin (joking, of Modena course).

In French, if you please ...

an invigorating and refreshing drink to try it:

zucchini soup, cheese and pears.

Ingredients:
- Summer Squash, 800 g (by the way, this is the first year or last?) (Translator's note: In French, we prefer to say how much it makes zucchini it's still easier, but I still do not know!)
- Pears conference (or another variety of summer), 400 g. (Translator's note: this is not possible, they are surely in the Southern Hemisphere!)
- From the Emmental Dutch smoked (or equivalent, even better equivalent), 200 g. (Translator's note: the smoky Emmenthal Dutch?? What's that thing?)
- From cornmeal Cornstarch.
- From extra virgin olive oil.
- Salt and white pepper.
- A beautiful onion about 200 g.
- Wholemeal bread into small pieces to make croutons.
- And (optional) a small base of white wine (a tear), balsamic vinegar and a pinch of vegetable broth ready.

Cut onion into small pieces. Do it barely brown with a little oil in a saucepan good. Add wine and broth or flaked salt. Then the zucchini into chunks. What you need water (one glass), cover and cook over low heat. Meanwhile, place the pieces of bread on the grill hot oven (say 200 ° F). Cut half the cheese into cubes and grate the rest. When the zucchini begins to melt, add the cornstarch, turning well to avoid making lumps. Add chopped parsley (we forgot to list the ingredients!), Adjust the seasoning, salt, pepper, turn a few more minutes, adding the cheese, and hop table.

At the bottom of the plate à soupe, on met d'abord les croutons. Ensuite the courgette. Dessus, persil et fromage rape. Éventuellement, une goutte de vinaigre de Caserta balsamique à la dioxine de Modena.

(Traduction Guitaromane.)

Greetings from Ciccillo ill.

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The flowers today are the fruits of tomorrow as well as tomorrow's children will be men and women.

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Saffron appeals to which I would respond if time is short and the work is.

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if I'm wrong I do not want, I do not have time to check.

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Posted by Saffron at 9:09 AM :
I must point out this post written by Lucia that has been reported from Veronica of "The Head in the Pot . I would not say more, I ask you only to read.

Yes you read that right, will be held June 23 World Day of pride
pedophile, this is the site of the event: ------------ (sorry, but the site does not Saffron put) is not an illegal site, does not contain pornography, Indeed these men are committed to convince their readers to act in good, of wanting to differentiate from the criminals, who makes violent acts by those who force children, the children, saying that they love them.

an interesting gallery of images, where even Santa Claus is shown as a pedophile and interesting where this picture even shows a loving priest with a boy, reveal a desire to appear completely normal or as a sexual perversion, as I know how to participate an orgy, a loving relationship between a boy and by an adult.

is not new, they are 8 years that this day exists, that this site is online, amid all the international organizations, qualcuno ha addirittura richiesto l'intervento dell' ONU, ma tutto è rimasto così comè.

Questa è la prima risposta a questa giornata:

UNA FIACCOLATA A PALERMO CONTRO LA PEDOFILIA
L’Associazione per la Mobilitazione Sociale di Palermo, chiede che vengono oscurati tutti i siti web che in qualche modo danno voce e spazio alla pedofilia. Le istituzioni prendano una ferma posizione considerando reato anche la solo promozione on line di questo turpe mercato. Un fermo “No” contro la “Giornata Internazionale dell’orgoglio pedofilo”.

La parola pedofilia a volte l'avviciniamo a un concetto astratto, bambini molestati, ma l'orrore non ci pervade to the end, but I want to inspire horror, which is strong, very strong, and I apologize for mentioning this story from the book: Predators of Children, written by Maxine Alice, Shay Cullen repeatedly nominated for Nobel Peace Prize, which since Preda 1974 through his association is at the forefront in the fight against pedophilia.

The missionary Shay Cullen is called ... the little girl, however, Rosario (with 'o' finale), Rosario Bayont to be exact. Their lives intersect in a hospital room. Rosario was hospitalized last night with extreme pain in the stomach. It has ten maybe twelve years old and live in conditions unimaginable to most of his Italian contemporaries. Although this analysis found no no serious illness and the signs are obvious signs of vaginal and anal penetration, say doctors, may not be the cause of a pain so continuously over time and can not be controlled even with powerful sedatives. The reason will be discovered only after a long and terrible agony, lasting for ten days, with the death of Rosario is being made mandatory autopsy of the rite. Thus, there emerges from the belly of the child's response to questions from the doctors for his unbearable pain: a piece of a vibrator. Piece that broke during the violence that had apparently forced a sea of \u200b\u200bthe local American base.

What say guys, bloggers, site owners can do something, we can all do something? And an answer comes to me like a distant voice, a voice that will not listen, but maybe the answer is ... no.

Let's try, we make a chain of bloggers, take this post, do not quote me, do not link me, if you believe that we can scream a NO, take it and let it take them to your friends bloggers, we are joining forces to something positive.

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I am a bit 'tired. I think I'll go back home now. The marrow of senior

Vesuvius in the mirror

It did not Forrest Gump tonight.
No, it did not own.
are easy to emotion.
One by one, many emotions, INPDAP, Ciccina making the dive and take a PADI and (right) celebrates with his sub, my daughters who send text messages who claim their right to sleep at friends .
No, it did not take his own, on Saturday.
thought, for some reason, flies to the poems of Quasimodo, the book by Sten Nadolny The discovery of slowness to Miguilin of Guimaraes Rosa, Being There, Peter Sellers last film, other thoughts .
Fly also my first trip to U.S. after 20 years that my brother / friend was there, I went to see him.
I was the last of his friends to do so. Perhaps
to express my sorrow at his absence, perhaps only out of laziness.
We've rented a pick up. And we did
from Louisiana to Florida via the Mississippi el'Alabama.
In a single day.
to say: on the road again.
including return.
In one day, including the silting up of the pick up on an endless beach of Florida.
not remember which show but we wanted to imitate silted up after 10 meters. It took the tow truck to get us out. And we
ate at Bubba Gump .
Shrimp good, portions incredible, to baskets, a few dollars.
But perhaps we could pay a hundred or a thousand dollars.
would work out OK.
Some things are priceless (sometimes the advertising do not worry), I do not know what you think.
It was a nice trip.
Then he returned to his alma mater and I to my work in Naples.
Now tell me that New Orleans is no more, good things come to pass. How
say (with the mother of Forrest): "You have to look past inside you before you go ahead .

And then a night watching TV, luckily with a good movie. Something to think
the poems of Quasimodo, the book by Sten Nadolny The discovery of slowness to Miguilin of Guimaraes Rosa, Being There, Peter Sellers last film, and other thoughts.
Good, the hunger passes.
salad and away, the evening took place.
Your doctor will be happy, fat will drop.

yet, and yet, at the end of the film a white feather flies.
Fly light.
Top.
There is a positive note.
There's something going on.
What whets your appetite.
We must go forward.
lightly.
me back my appetite.
Recipe Cat: Paccheri, chickpeas and peppers blacks.
Semplicemente geniale, delicata e colorata.
Non ho 48 ore per i ceci e, soprattutto, non ho i ceci umbri (e foschi).
Non fa niente, mi perdonerà.
Apro una buatta di ceci (bianchi o chiari?) e una di peperoni arrostiti Primavera.
Metto l’acqua sul fuoco.
Mmmmmhhhh, con i ceci qui mettiamo le fettuccelle (non che manchino i paccheri trafilati ma salvo la tradizione partenopea).
Fettuccelle NON ALL’UOVO, ben intesi.
Separo i peperoni rossi che conservo per il set e metto quelli gialli a soffriggere in olio con i ceci scolati per fare un po’ di pappetta (lo so, suona male ma è così) insieme ad aglio e peperoncino.
Scongelo due gamberi di quelli grandi e carissimi (But Cat deserves them) and throw them in pan at the end, season with salt and turned it into a single dish.
Drain al dente (and I tell you to do) and stir-fry over high heat.
Photographer and serve.
I like very much.


The lightness of Cat has been lost but anything left, he will forgive me, I'm sure. Outside
traffic goes crazy in this hellish saba on Saturday in Naples.
Now I prepare to leave for London.
Bye, See You On Monday !

photo by Glenda GlitaGrrl

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Within decided.
steel, glass and chairs.
Finally, after two years of indecision, I resolve to check the position of pension. For
time. For once. Then within
. 8.30 am.
The doors open at nine.
is full, indeed is already 'full. All males.
I sleep a little old, you know.
Row in front of the machine dispenses cards "tagliacoda" (so named, I swear).
my turn came (they are 8.45). I look indecisive
the 4 buttons.
a local pension assets, pension assets
two state agencies; 3
severance-work credit and other activities
4;
press 3 deciso e poi, meno deciso, 1 e 2.
“E no!” mi fa, deciso, il vecchietto dietro.
“Così non vale!”
“Ma, ma, ma…” balbetto, indeciso.
“No, no, li posi lì, anzi li dia a me che li passo dietro. Lei ne prende solo uno.”
“Ma non so quale è la fila giusta!” faccio io commovente.
“Allora niente. Chieda prima! Chieda! C’è lo sportello per le informazioni.”
Abbandono per andare allo sportello Informazioni e mi metto in fila mentre il vecchietto indignato si mette i bigliettini in tasca.
Alle 9,12 giungo al Signore.
Sportello blindato manco alla Banca d’Italia.
His voice comes from two stereo speakers while you (me) you have to speak into a microphone placed at a small button in front of (my).
The stentorian voice: "Well, what is it?"
I stand on tiptoe and whisper in the botton "I know my position."
"What?" He shouts, people at a time.
"I know my position." Decided to repeat aloud, spitting a bit 'into the microphone the word "position".
"Well, what position are you?"
"is what I want to know."
"no, I mean, that institution?" I'll tell
.
"Napoli 2"
? "
" Maybe she does not know that ns. Institution has two (2) offices in Naples? "
" And the venue of his body is attributable to Naples 2.
"And this is ..."
"And this is a Naples"
I'm sad to leave, ears limp.
reminds me: "Where do you live?"
ears stands on end and I can tell.
"Well, his site is here for residence Napoli 1, Naples is the second body." (I swear it's true, I'm not inventing!)
We are in an impasse.
I ask: "but the location is not computerized?"
"Sure!" he says, wounded professional pride.
"So I say to the residency, I know my position?"
"Well, sure."
"So, which door?"
surrenders: "number one."
9.30 pm, I return to queuing at the machine tagliacode (so to speak).
I attach the note No. 124 and I'm going to sit hunched. It discusses
of summer camps and the price of tomatoes, which are then Dutch tomatoes, you know, do not leave because our one month before. Greenhouse stuff that sucks, I do.
consensus I get, I make friends.
are very experienced, they come here almost every day " thus enhancing the social well beyond the Social Security Institute Mission care ... "
There is talk of zucchini, some are already good, the village.
Of course, those of Giugliano, I do. Bravo, they do.
Strawberries, no! No strawberries, I'm allergic!
OOOOHHHH, poor thing!
No, no strawberries because they are fake! All of the greenhouse, fungicides, pesticides varied, anti-mold
more ... Get out the sandwiches because they are made of 10.30. are proposed trade, decline, and I keep the frittata with lemon parsley (if you want the site).
We are beginning to share the recipe for zucchini season when he enters a bar girl.
La Ola parte inavvertita dal vecchio in prima fila a sinistra, il coro fa un OOOHHH pacato, ondeggiante, in fondo rispettoso ma meravigliato della potenza della Natura.
Quando è il mio turno mi alzo con l’aria di spolverare le briciole dai calzoni, è un problema di solidarietà con la categoria, mica altro?
Uno caccia dei tubetti di compresse e ne ingoia una azzurra.
Mah!
Forse si sta esagerando ma non lo dico.
“E’ la campionessa della bocciofila Pacognanese!” esclama un altro.
Si sta esagerando senz’altro ma comunque il tempo passa.
Il vigilante addetto agli ingressi raggiunge la ragazza e le indica l’ingresso, sottraendola ai nostri pacati commenti.
Il vecchietto riprende i tubetti e ne ingoia una bianca contro l’ipertensione.
Continuiamo a parlare di cibo e varie e, finalmente, quando stavo per dare il nome del blog, il segnacode arriva al 123.
Educato saluto e auguro di rivederci presto e mi avvio.
“Seeeeee, in paradiso…” commenta uno.
Faccio gli opportuni scongiuri ed entro.
Sportello 1, il 123 sta salutando l’impiegato, lo bacia su entrambe le guance e lo strizza in un abbraccio entusiasta.
Questo fa bene sperare ma non fa bene sperare un vecchiaccio antipatico che staziona davanti al box dello sportello 1.
E che non era tra gli astanti.
Di dove salta fuori?
Chiamo il vigilante, si volta e vaga verso lo sportello 5, the farthest.
Exit the old affectionate, but I try to get the nasty old man beat me on time, comes in and sits down.
vibrant protest.
The geezer from the inside makes a gesture as if to say "one moment and what the heck ...." The vigilante
disappeared.
What do I do? Cried a casino with the employee? Now, happy as
chattering fellow snack. And if I do
enemy (the employee)? In
body mounts an anger that I not tell you but supersedes and I am referring to years of English rule and holy patience. How
, as it is, it's up to me finally. And by
decided (and a bit 'frowning) jostle at the door the outgoing. Nothing
cabinets or drawers, just a monitor and keyboard on a desk glass, empty.
"Hello!" Exclaims happy to see me the clerk.
"hello." Chilly reply.
"What can I do for you?" Is the lick with the guilt.
"I know my position on the ransom demand made in 2003."
"Body?" I'll tell
.
"Oh, oh - me - maybe there's a complication, his body lies ...."
"I know, I know - I am sure - but I am here as a Resident," and cast the words properly.
"no, no! She did not understand, his body was commissioner in 2003. "
" so what? "
" and then you have to see if the question lies in the backlog of the dissolved body or, luckily for him, lies in the backlog of those incorporated in the Management Extraordinary Bodies Commissarial Useless and then dissolved. "
" and how is it done? "wonder, uncertain and fearful.
"we see now." Exclaims the generous employee hitting the computer.
"ah, well, well. It has been accepted. "
I relax and I almost like him. ACCEPTED!
"in short, that is accepted a receipt."
"What receipt? I spedita nel 2003! È chiaro che è stata ricevuta! 3 km doveva fare!”
“quella che sembra chiaro a lei non è scontato per noi.” Esclama il tignoso.
“insomma, posso sapere se è stata accettata cioè approvata?”
“caso mai accolta. Cosa vuole sapere la domanda o la richiesta?”
“che differenza fa?”
“la domanda, cioè l’istanza, contiene i prerequisiti per l’istituzione dell’Atto (e lo dice con la A maiuscola) cioè dell’apertura della pratica afferente alla sua gentile richiesta di valutazione che, naturalmente prescinde dal principio di accoglimento che invece attiene, più propriamente, satisfaction question asked in the reception of the interpellation to be with ... "
" Both! "
" Well, in the Acts (always with a capital), it would appear that the request came and lay the request. "
" appears, or is it? "
" is. "
" After four years? "
" After four years. "admits reluctantly.
"now what?" I say discouraged.
"and now we do a good reminder." He says cheerfully.
print a sheet with my name and writes something illegible on a pen.
"do not worry, now that I think, in a couple of months, I do know something." Jura enthusiastic.
"then call in July?"
"I said a couple of months, we are in September, better than in October, do not worry, now that I think."
I go out and discouraged with the corner of my eye I see something that flies in trash.
I had not seen before the trash. It was under the desk.
scan the user satisfaction survey and I went toward home.
Along the way I think I would cook squid stuffed with zucchini and seafood Gennarino but the first step Tonino the greengrocer's Cold alley in Santa Maria.
Gee, Zucchinelli has never seen before! Round and eighteen who are a blast!
ask what we can do and he, the teacher, answers and golden fried or stuffed with mozzarella.
AriCribbio, these retirees do not know !!!???
I have no doubt and I buy 8 upsetting all plans.
walked to the fish as I invent them.
In Naples, as you know, the rule Scapece, then that would be preserved by vinegar fried zucchini which formerly took place in a boccaccio white clay for several days.
Mr. Scapece , inventor of genius, whether invented because there were no refrigerators, and, here, was very hot, and to mitigate the smell of vinegar added, even mint.
short, the homonymous zucchini are good taste, will keep for days and magically scented. It is no small thing.
Mr. Scapece counts among his ancestors Ser escabeche appointed for the first time (even) in the Thousand and One Nights!
ideuzza The blanks are light but full of wild fennel bought the memory to make the chicken copied from ... (gosh, I can not remember who ????). Finally
blossoms triumphantly at the thought of the past month in Mexico eating fragrant Ceviche (fish and vinegar or lemon).
Here, it is made.
Arrival at the fish and within decided.
"I want a squid."
Pago, I leave and go home.

Zucchinelli stuffed with risotto scented



Ingredients for 4 people in full mental faculties:
Flora traditional parboiled rice 320 gr. (Or vialone nano etc.).

4 cloves fresh garlic, mint, fennel, parsley
balsamic vinegar 1 tablespoon white wine vinegar

2 tablespoons dry white wine ½ cup
4 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil and a little 'light vegetable broth
with a few leaves of mint and fennel or a few squid tentacle (best)
A fresh squid (cleaned from 300g) 8
Zucchinelli round
Salt and white pepper Preparation


Wash, cut a cap and drained the zucchini flesh (being careful not to break).



initiated in oil in a pan (2 tablespoons), 2 cloves of garlic and squid innards cleaned and cut into fairly small pieces over medium heat, when the squid turns white (ie loses the translucent) add the chopped zucchini pulp, fry for a while ', increase the heat and add a tablespoon of white vinegar and chopped mint and fennel.
Soften and reduce the heat, bring almost cooked by adjusting the salt.
Near the end, add a tablespoon of balsamic vinegar and a little 'of mint and fennel. Let
just sloppy.
In the pot for the risotto to cook sweet fire two cloves of crushed garlic in 3-4 tablespoons of oil (without onions? Yes, without a risotto without butter and onion, poor Allan Bay!), Then add the rice and let toast over high heat stirring often, for a couple of minutes before adding white wine vinegar and hot, continue to turn and faded.
Add the hot stock a ladle at a time, and when you are half cooked, add the chopped zucchini and calamari (we said a little 'soupy). Set aside a few pieces of tentacle for garnishing.
Switch off with the rice still crunchy, add another tablespoon of oil and a bit 'of chopped mint and fennel. Turn and cover for a couple of minutes. Try the salt if you like now is the time of the pepper.
Grease oil (just) inside and outside the Zucchinelli drained, place a mint leaf on the bottom, fill the rice and cover with very little fennel and parsley, cover and place in preheated oven at 220 ° C and ventilated in a wheel suitable for 20 minutes.



What can I say?
This time I'm happy with me. A great scent for a pleasant and delicate dish.
course you can do as a simple risotto if you do not find the round zucchini.
PS: the vegetarian version includes all the same to remove the squid (of course!) And adding a lot 'of taleggio closing of cooking rice.
If the remake, please quote me of the diners.



Ciccillo And sleeping on my socks blessed just dried in the sun and all impel them to me.

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Smoke gets in your eyes

My culinary history is rather thin, learned much from my mother cook.
course, being male, do not think that my mother put there to explain things. We felt that with my sister, but (sigh) if not just spinning.
were the days of rock & roll (stuff from the museum), the Platters (those Smoke Gets In Your Eyes , tanto per capirci), dei mangiadischi (come dire un post di Morso ;-]. Non esistevano le cuffie ma mia sorella riusciva lo stesso ad ignorarla.

[Smoke Gets in Your Eyes
They asked me how I knew
My true love was true
Oh, I of course replied
Something here inside cannot be denied

They said someday you'll find
All who love are blind
Oh, when your heart's on fire
You must realize
Smoke gets in your eyes

So I chaffed them and I gaily laughed
To think they could doubt my love
Yet today my love has flown away
I am without my love

Now laughing friends deride Tears I can not hide

Oh, I know I smile and say When a lovely flame dies


Smoke gets in your eyes Smoke gets in your eyes]

I, meanwhile, was playing soldiers (they said so) under the kitchen table. It was a pretty big table, protective, wooden floor with white marble and gray marked by daily life.
And when not in use, the marble was covered with a plastic flower tovagliaccia (horrible, but there was not much to choose from and Geneviève Lethu not exist yet).
I was hidden under them, invisible and silent until my mother forgot me, playing with the clothes pegs. They were beautiful wooden pegs steel spring (just clips).
New (old or less) lighter, the same were the American soldiers, the old, dirty and dark with lots of rain, were the Germans.
The Italians were not removed because the collective post-war did not make it possible to believe in us as a warlike people. The war are always the others, " Italian, good people."
Needless to say, let the Americans always win even if I remember, at times, acts of heroism German. Even then I tried in my small way, to be politically correct .
course from under the table I could see what my mother was doing. But I could hear and smell.
Pertanto la mia scuola si è basata sui sensi sbagliati, una specie di don Gnocchi per cuochi.
Riuscivo a sentire i movimenti, le volte che girava la salsa, quando aggiungeva qualcosa che sfrigolava, se c’era vino o no, il profumo del ragù che vira quando non spruzza più il pomodoro fuori dalla pentola ma comincia a pippeteare con lente bolle mentre cambia di colore (voi da sopra potete vedere).
Cucina tradizionale quindi e per giunta monca di un elemento fondamentale, la vista.
Non solo questo limite ma anche nelle scelte dei cibi (alimenti per me è un’asettica parolaccia) in quanto a quei tempi si mangiavano poche e ripetitive cose e ad ogni giorno corrispondeva un piatto (più o meno gradito). The satisfaction of users (we children) was minimal on Friday with pasta and beans and salt cod (now drive me crazy) and the maximum on Sunday ( Sauce, sauce, sauce). Sundays often were the desserts (we called "paste").
So I know something of pasta (spaghetti, ziti, paccheri, maltagliati etc..), Fish (anchovies, squid and cod various preserved), meat and vegetables, rice only one with the cabbage and the mythical sartù.
sauces and gravies know practically only those made with oil, garlic and / or onion, carrots (a few), celery (a lot), walk & pine nuts, basil or parsley, olives and capers.
Butter only on bread.
Well, my story, my limits in a few lines.
yet, and yet, yet, when I looked out the internet talking about shiro miso, yeast debating about, discuss with property kamut flour or chestnut, ginger use almost every day as well as cornstarch, things that until two months ago was completely ignorant.
Aaargh! WHAT is happening to me?
Did you infected?
BECOME 'TOO ????????????? VEGETARIAN

So, pass a hand on your heart because it is also (a little) your fault if, by some time I think of a new section to be open: Shares (Visions of Condiments) which reproduce in your recipes, it is YOUR own !!!!!
I have already made and photographed the carrot cake of Scriba, chicken poppy seed Glo, the experiment No. 1 Lory, the flan Cavoletto onions, then green beans, etc. for Max. etc.. Abstract
Compulsory obviously play them does not mean belittling the same because changes are allowed, is not always tracking down the right ingredients, tools and pots are wrong or maybe just different, and last but not least, the hand (mine) could be false!
Well, let's start from expensive paper Cooks - Hack for sympathy and even gratitude in because (you do not know) but besides discovering in their wander, they offered me their help in a dense collection of letters (emailario?) introducing into the secrets of blogs (to me unknown)! For other shares
simply go ... in no particular order.
Guten Apetit!

carrot cake cheese



The recipe I followed almost slavishly, so the resume here scribes.
The only variations are:
natural yogurt 150 g (instead of a jar)
kamut flour 300 gr. + A little more '(instead of 2 jars)
4 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil (instead of 1 / 3 of jar)
grated cheese is not too late: abundant fresh parmesan and provolone (instead of Freiburg, Piave Mezzano or similar) and I added
7-8 minced roasted hazelnuts.



so far is the only existing way to eat carrots to my daughters and I confirm that she is beautiful, soft and warm is good too, even better cold!
And what about the scribe?
Thanks dear, to make good!

Ciccillo that is guarding the oven