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Monday, January 24, 2011
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coccodrillesco After mourning for a series of commitments went to the mountain because of influence smartass, I decided to take advantage of this beautiful day di convalescenza e cimentarmi con le supercioccolatose nigelliane . Naturalmente ho cominciato dalla più semplice: Torta di cioccolato all'arancia . Questa torta ha alcuni vantaggi: niente farina, ideale per gli amici celiaci, niente grassi (ma tante uova), insomma, una modaiola gluten and dairy-free. Infine, per non rinunciare a un mio tocco personale, ho spalmato la parte superiore con della gelatina di mandarino che mi era venuta troppo liquida e avevo in frigo.
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Saturday, January 22, 2011
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Sono lieta di condividere questa intervista a Serena Vitale, anche sul suo nuovo libro A Mosca, a Mosca. Ne dovrò parlare prima o poi :)
Thursday, January 20, 2011
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Wednesday, January 19, 2011
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There always a first time. This, to me, is just a preview. Everything begins as usual at the supermarket meat department. But before I open a parenthesis. Hardly my recipes before you can begin shopping: the bad luck is still there, and this ingredient is indispensable for my preparation, there has never bench.
Sometimes, and I am angry, I think that those who prepare the goods must necessarily, have a certain amount of sadism, in particular to be missing an ingredient. Let us take one at random. The pork rind, used by both my part. Essential ingredients for certain world-famous winter preparations, it is easier to find in August that in recent months. Will be (I think I) that are usually frozen, then, with the summer heat will thaw more easily.
The shins (always pork), lined up in their place as the plastic toy soldiers on the battle of Waterloo. I arrive, and they all retreated, predicting the imminent defeat on the battlefield. Some other time, always hoping for their presence. The oxtail, so that my son likes to find when I make mixed boiled meats, is a very rare element. It 's true, as we know, a steer that has a single queue, and several kilograms of other parties, but at least I happen to find it ...
This time, fortunately for me, things are different. In all probability, genetics must have produced steers with several tails, because the counter of the butcher, as if they were stacked cans, I find a great deal. Therefore, the acquisition is compulsory, and for the first time on our screens ... Hopps, I wanted to say ... in my pots: oxtail .
The oxtail is a classic Roman culinary tradition, so we must give respect. Are strictly prohibited all forms of contamination, which are much in vogue in some creative way of cooking. It should use ingredients that the traditional command-and of course find the original recipe . Easy to say, but certainly not to do. All the recipes are different from me between them, both in ingredients and preparation. Better to turn to Google. I type "oxtail" then look in the blog: disappointing result, I would expect thousands of suggestions, but the research is far below my expectations, so I trust old Carnacina, as did his friend Eugene on his blog . I recommend a visit to his blog , where you'll find the ingredients and the traditional way of preparing it.
What makes us this pack of macaroni Campofilone? As you see, have been used to accompany the sauce of oxtail.
Enjoy.
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Monday, January 10, 2011
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Literature Critics have noted the pictorial setting of the poem and its similarities to the picture of Hans Bruegel the Elder, The Adoration of the Magi in the snow . E 'was also observed an important difference with Brodsky for many years he also author of poems dedicated to Christmas (which he defined "vacation time connected to a particular reality, the movement of time. In the final analysis What is the feast of the Nativity? The birthday of God-made-man "). If Brodsky is closer to poetry and vision of the Nativity icon, Pasternak would guidato da una sensibilità postrinascimentale e quindi sarebbe accostabile alla pittura fiamminga con la sua secolarizzazione dell'evento sacro.
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approaches an as Blacksad is not an easy task. It requires calmness, gentleness and patience, thinking twice before speaking. The black cat and GUARNIDO Canales came last October in the fourth chapter in its history, after a wait of about five years since the last book, "Blood Red".
"Hell, the Silence" is a turning point for the Blacksad detective and his readers: changing cities, from New York to New Orleans, but to change significantly and is the register narrative. Continue forward and jump back in history to be fit together like pieces of a mosaic that can be seen only when viewed from a distance. But proceed in order: he cites Sartre and his idea of \u200b\u200bhell beginning of the book, a quote that is currently end in itself, a little 'as the whole story. The story, in its banality, reminiscent of the first volume, but at the same time if it departs from light years away. "Somewhere in the shadows" is a story cynical, dark, straight like a punch to the base of the stomach: there are no heroics, no princesses, no happy ending. The linearity of the story serves as a flux capacitor (thanks Doc for this definition) throughout the sphere of feelings, impulses and primitive animals, it is no coincidence that the characters are anthropomorphic animals, which hatch in each of us and inside that bubble up to explode. It is a tribute to the genre hard boiled americano degli anni ’50 più puro, che diverte pur non arrivando ai maestri del genere, Hammett e Chandler in primis e poi i vari McBain, Ellroy e compagnia cantante. Se nei successivi volumi, “Arctic Nation” e “Anima Rossa” vengono esplorati altri campi e altre tematiche (il razzismo, la guerra e il senso di colpa che lascia) e le storie diventano più complesse, tese, ma sempre con quel fondo di amarezza tipica della solitudine, la semplicità della storia di questo quarto capitolo invece manca di questo tipo di contraltare forte: la tecnica narrativa degli stacchi temporali non funziona così bene, or at least does not have a big emotional impact, and requires a second reading to understand (and appreciate) the nuances. The same plot is easily predictable almost from the first table and follows virtually every forecast ending exactly as it was imagined, or almost.
It seems that long wait has not been rightly rewarded. It seems that time has Canales firing blanks, with a story that strikes without leaving marks or memories. But ... yeah, there's a though: people like Blacksad must be given a second chance. We must give some time to regain confidence after long meetings with them. Or maybe it's just a personal need not to be disappointed by a character who is deeply fond. The fact is that once again re-reading this graphic novel I've looked through a new light, I filtered through that initial quote apparently only useful as a reminder on the back cover.
"Hell is other people. Brilliant statement, but I think it reflects more a state of mind that a universal truth. " Flowing under my fingers every cartoon, every table, reading carefully and then moving, watching from afar, you can see the whole picture. Looking over the fragility of the plot set up, you realize that the theme of this book is hell. What is defined as hell? Each character is put in front of his weaknesses, his personal hell: Little Hand Fletcher his hell are the drugs? Faust Lachapelle is cancer? For Blacksad is death? And for me? What is hell for me? A flaming and desolate place, with half-naked devils who taunt me your ass? I think not. A mood, a feeling of emptiness, the absence of someone or something? Maybe. Be that it is in this tiny detail that the story of Canales leaves the page in es'inserisce reader. If you like you can choose from here, otherwise what will remain will be a good story, without infamy and without praise.
To enrich the whole, but there is no need to say it is the extraordinary power of visual GUARNIDO Juanjo, who has a torn hands to God and uses them to make marks on paper works of art. If I think that people like Fontana's paintings are kept in a museum and paid its weight in gold, while this gentleman's nobody talks about it, I feel bad. As for the story, including drawings, always impeccable, the maximum expression of the work of GUARNIDO focuses on details, on the second floor. Gestures, postures, expressions, hand movements: there is one line that was out of place, a character, either primary or secondary, it does not work perfectly, a wrong color.
GUARNIDO grabs it and makes it his perfection, every other word is too often.
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Oggi è tutto più facile, basta premere a button, and behold, the world passes under your feet.
-two hundred meters to enter the roundabout ... Then take the second right. " The synthetic voice has become a familiar sound, a sort of guardian angel who shows us, for sure, the way to go. In the distance, lying lazily on top of a hill, though veiled by a thin veil of mist, you can glimpse the jagged line which towers and buildings designed in a sky still winter.
-Arrival at destination. " A glance at the checkered flag, just to confirm ... you never know. Like me, other travelers put aside their modern horses. The space allotted to remember a fence. Maybe at one time right here the grooms freed from harness their horses so that they could finally relax after long journey.
It feels a little out of place when you arrive in a place never seen before. We must orient ourselves to understand the compass, to understand which side stands, and which side the sun sets. Then, a road that is the other.
The old city, I remember the sand tracks that were built when we were kids. Then they still used the balls made of terracotta, later would be replaced by plastic ones with the image of the runners. The paths were tortuous, steep climbs, underpasses, widening and pitfalls will test our ability, but after the first round, everything became easier.
The first gap encountered (like the first shot of ball), I opened his eyes on a large square. In the middle of the square, deep in thought, I am waiting for the Man in the Moon. Does not seem to reproach me, and although the weather has drawn a tear on his face, seems happy to see me. The first time I heard his voice, I was sitting on a wooden bench, then wore a black apron and white collar with a kind of blue ribbon, which lost its shape after the first inevitable bickering. I do not think that at the time understood the true meaning of the words that I suggested, but his music does. This music stays in memory, and from time to time over the years back to keep me company.
Sweetly, the Man in the Moon, takes me to places that had the fantasy in my mind, and I finally understand the " beauty that shone in our eyes and laughing fugitives."
O lovely moon, I remember
That, or the year turns, over this
hill I came full of anguish to behold:
And you hung over those forest
Since you do now, that all the clearing up.
misty and tremulous with tears But
What I sorgea on the edge, my lights
Your face appeared, which troubled
was my life and it is, or changes his style, my
0 beloved moon. And while I gain
remembered, and the range l'Etat
of my pain. Oh, how grateful should
Over time, young people, even when long
hope and has short memory the course,
The remembrance of things past,
Even so sad, and that the trouble last!
Saturday, January 8, 2011
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put on your best headphones you have.
Wear a pair of sunglasses tamarri more you have, preferably like those Venditti.
Purchase a 44 Magnum and put it under her shirt, at the right side, making sure the pistol is still clearly visible.
leave home.
and shoot the volume mode "explosion cochlea.
Then do not say that the year did not start well.