Saturday, May 30, 2009

Dentist Cover Letters

Clipboard civitasvetulino a fishermen's market, better pop, with an eye to Ostend (ie, praise Wertmuller raw shrimp)

[piccolo preambolo. Chiara ha sempre un Panama da governare. In più, il Vaio sembra essere diventato terra pei ceci, come si dice da queste parti per chi è dipartito. Ecco spiegata la sua perdurante latitanza. Promette di mettersi al paro, promette.]

Sulla spiaggia di Ostenda tira sempre vento. Il sole, pallido, sembra schifarti. L’oceano, burrascoso, irride le tue chiappe mediterranee.
Allora, sulla spiaggia di Ostenda, l’azione più sensata che si possa intraprendere è scambiare due parole con chi, sulla spiaggia d’Ostenda, sembra trovarsi a suo agio, se non altro perché in quel lembo di Fiandre ci vive.
Che poi, ti confesseranno, il luogo che proprio non puoi perderti non è la spiaggia, ma la Albert I Promenade, un vialone sul quale non andresti mai a passeggiare se odiassi i capelli scompigliati.
Io ci son stato, sulla Albert The Promenade, Ostend, and also on a pier where I ate shrimp in its infancy. Take them directly to fishermen when they return from fishing trips, at sunset. Are placed in certain wagons similar to those of porchettari and cook shrimp. Grilled, baked, fried. Some even allow to suck the meat from the shells delicate raw fish in a breath of pedophilia. You
, while munching the crisp gray shrimp, you can buy a sole, a cod, what the sea has offered that day. But you want to put the joy of a purchase and bit into a shrimp?
then told to quell'ostendese, if anything, it is called, that the rest of us, in Civitavecchia abbiamo i pescatori che vendono il ripieno delle reti al ritorno dalla paranza. Ho speso quattordici minuti a cercare il lessema utile, in inglese, per paranza . Sembrava aver capito.
I pescherecci, nella nostra città - continuai - arrivano fin dentro il cuore pulsante del porto vecchio, in una darsena racchiusa tra un’antica rocca medievale ed il molo dell’ex lazzaretto. Aveva un’espressione di sincero rapimento. Però non cucinano gamberetti sul molo, chiusi evasivo, mentre un frammento di carapace s’impigliava tra gli incisivi.
Mi venne da pensare, al quattrocentesimo gamberetto spogliato ed ingurgitato, che ci mettessimo a farla noi a Civitavecchia, questa pantomima del gamberetto cucinato e servito footing à la street food, the public would appreciate mica. We only
mise-en-place ficherrime and telegenic chef. How would
Tomasz Kuciewski, qué lastima.

Monday, May 25, 2009

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Marta, Martin, the Marsh and the Castelli

Just before the Angel of Temperance, singing "Blessed are the enlightened by God that you are excited by the throat and are hungry for what is right , dragged them out by the sixth frame of Purgatory, Dante and his poet Virgil had run into Martin IV.

" ... held the holy Church and its arms by the Torso fu, and purges by his fasting Bolsena's eels and the Vernaccia "

sang for the Pope, the Supreme French.

Simon de Brion, that was until the conclave in Viterbo in 1281 had not been unanimously papizzato , was a bon bon vivant .
During his (few, really) to stay Montefiascone, he particularly appreciated the demonstration of freshwater fish, eels and whitefish capintesta and the Vernaccia wine produced by local farmers.

A tribute to Martin IV , that's for sure, he could tear Tonino Castelli, who with his brother Silvano - dopo un meticoloso e certosino lavoro di recupero della memoria storica - è riuscito a rispolverare il lustro di quella vernaccia prodotta con il Cannaiolo Nero, la Cannaiola , nell'ultimo ventennio destinata ad imperitura memoria come vino edulcorato e contraffatto ad arte per imbambolare imberbi frequentatori di nazionalpopolari adunate di massa sagresche.

Il Martino IV prodotto dall' Az. Agricola San Savino è un un Colli Etruschi Viterbesi D.O.C. dalla facile beva, che può essere sorseggiato anche fresco, giura Tonino, e tutt'altro che banalmente abbinato non solo alla pasticceria secca, come tradizione (sofisticata, anch'essa) vorrebbe.

Noialtri del civitasvetulino snails feasting try to debunk the myth of pretend Warbler meeting the winemaker Castelli Friday 29 at 18.00 (time Slow, and then ... 18:30) at the Panama Café for a chat and let us taste the Marta Warbler with some finger food designer Clare.

For more info, below is the poster in geipeg . Or try to click here.



Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Darmowy Adres Bez Reklam

The Finger Food Cafe

Lately the kitchen of the apartment you are on a bit 'less frequently.
will be the first heat, will the books be robbers approached again to remind you that there are tests to expect, will be the thousands of news ...
But above all, to keep me away from the studio, it was something more challenging and unusual ...
The opening of the Panama Café !
Last Friday we launched (despite being open for over a month, Marilì Gustoshop of which was one of the earliest customers can testify ), and on occasion I would like to focus on a passion of mine ... the Finger Food !


Top left, the salmon marinated in salt, orange and fennel . In the background, miniCousCous zucchini and basil.
On the right, however, Taggiasche Tomatoes and Basil , in the background, the miniCaponatine Summer (of which are already long ago I published the recipe ).


hope that everything went smooth sounds like when I baked the orchestra Casadei also miniPiadine Romagna, accompanied by the blood and healthy Gazpacho Andaluz.


But with summer just outside I could not avoid giving a burst of color!
So here, on the left, Strawberry Cheesecake (variant of that of some days ago) here in combination (mica guessed too, eh!) to Chicken Salad that is behind.
On the right, however, shorts ever more colorful: the cream roasted beetroot and celery in purple, orange and carrot to in bright yellow!

They say the red ports: If this were the case, thank goodness that I have provided a table tuttoRosso!

And while all the curious and friends nibbled finger food, staff the four of us, me, Richard, Paula and Simon we allow ourselves a nice toast to Champagne!
We have earned it, right?

Thursday, May 14, 2009

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of Panama Panama Café Great Opening Party (outside the Studio The Studio ... )


Vi aspettiamo domani pomeriggio, venerdì, dalle 18 in poi per un estiveggiante aperitivo d'inaugurazione...

Sotto il gazebo (tempo permettendo) con una selezia di finger food, mojitos caleidoscopici e bollicine a go-go.

Dj set del grandioso e spumeggiante Pruno.

Per arrivare, beh, check it out (proprio alle spalle dell'Area di Servizio Erg, non potete sbagliare)

Friday, May 8, 2009

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Sahib Ode to Richard C.

Più volte avevo rimpianto di non esser stato invitato chez Riccardo (al centro, nella foto) in uno dei suoi sciccosi et gourmet vernissaggi clandestini, nei quali ogni invitato ha una missione (nei notes, to-side and b-side of mission my sister Faith).

Especially Rosica still not having been an eyewitness to the day when he managed to bring in his miniflat seventeen people (and a bike).
So when the official invitation has arrived, do not tell him we are made twice.
was a matter of an Indian dinner. Richard was officially Sahib Riccardo.

The choice of the Indian subcontinent was not random. As you said, in fact, Ric has spent several months in Tamilnadu for business. There, full of curiosity, has run circumvented kitchens and feasted with the locals, stealing with the eyes and words and feelings recipes.
The evening is then slipped away into a memory of a trip and chunking of sambal eggplant, a bit 'chicken curry and some' tandoori , through the inevitable garam masaala companion for the occasion dance of rejoicing zucchini. Sbevicchiando, ça va sans dire, India Pale Ales from monolocalaio-addicted beer taverns (pictured triumphantly hopped APA Flying Dog, there were also the Samuel Smith's IPA and Jaipur). Below
a recipe torn - do not win without some reluctance - to the landlord, Sahib Riccardo (extended himself with a click).


And just to make us not miss anything, thanks to the presence of the defendants by the reminiscences of Fabrizio shutters, wide teheraniani pistachio pastries in the right place, ergo much.


needs Sahib that Richard invites us more often ...

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Body Paint Volleyball

Molecolasì-Molecule: an Amish also retraces his steps

M'era came to speak my mind, a total delay and with a burst of antinazionalpopolarismo snobissimo and even a bit 'dandy, so the joke molecular cooking molecular cooking-with no levity instigated by Strip and taken up by the News as foodblogging a cross-style "in hoc vinces texture.
The fact is that feared that the Pasdaran of traditional (and ergo the sworn enemies of food science, as if there were a meeting place, a mediation) had made me think all'irriduzionalismo Amish. Maybe because in a frenzy of commonplace I thought all'Amish as traditionalist par excellence, the archetype of the conservationists. But then I
, Amish culture, I know very little.
For this, supported by a further flurry of platitudes, I went to documenting on Wikipedia.

And I found out.
I discovered that the young Amish are allowed, in a more or meno lungo chiamato Rumspringa , di provare tutto ciò che il codice morale amishico vieta, tipo indossare i bluejeans fumare spinelli pisciare per strada copulare senza scrupoli truccarsi baciarsi penitenza lettera o testamento.
E che passato questo periodo, beh, il novanta per cento degli amish-in-stand-by torna al vecchio (sic) stile di vita. Col sorriso sulle labbra, per giunta.

Ed allora la mia congettura s'è smontata come una spuma sifonata al passare delle trentasei ore, perché se anche una confessione religiosa così rigida concede il placet per un tuffo nel proibito, ecco, forse quel proibito così diabolicamente proibito non è, dopotutto.

Un apprendistato the ability to discern
. That's what Rumspringa. Here's what it would take, in the kitchen.

mutatis mutandis, to bring the discussion on track early, if a conservative tries to struggle in the kitchen with alginate and xanthan and tingles of gelatinous consistency, in the end, but what ever happen?
The important thing is to make sure that whatever happens, this cooks Rumspringa you can always stop.
If we just sucks sucks, I mean.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

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espresso cheese cake with strawberries


To prepare this quick recipe you need to first fit a nice glass of red wine. Put on the bottom of the glass crumble you have made with scraps of pastry or classics Digestive biscuits. Then whisk 4-5 - strawberries, strain the mixture and put it on the bottom of the glass with a few pieces of whole strawberries. Now sift the robiola (150g) sugar and knead with the (4 tablespoons) and the seeds of a vanilla berry . Whip the cream (125 ml) and add it to the mixture gently. Place in pastry bag and fill the glasses up to about half. Beat up the jar with cubes of fresh strawberry.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

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Penthesilea in the kitchen (with surreal picniccando)


What then, I thought about it a bit ' time ago, a good cook and provide culinary imprinting prêt-à-porter grandmothers have always been, not the mothers.
are those of Jonathan's mother.

Jonathan is one of the characters - oh, the character - of what I have just finished writing.
which is a novel, but does not have a title, or at least not a stable and full-blown. The
pantasiléica gionatesca parent is one for which, in the shadow of a scene Magritte, you can easily find yourself interrogating " on what was best in the world of being Jonathan, living with a woman who grew how you were doing with peyote basil, on sill of the house and they forgot about everything and everyone. . The
pantasiléica that the first time I see " has with maps of slices of pork and a bottle of hand-packed reed warbler", is also an amazing cook, though. And a gourmet.

And fornellistico blaze of enjoyment when trying to prepare roe deer, missed dinner the day of celebration.
Or when you wonder " extracting from a cylinder nientepopodimenoché Ethiopian doro wot rare quality," and then the deer just do not know, "he joked Gi. Injera had dipped to the bitter end, the three, while the sun was setting on the horizon and the foam in the glasses of beer with the elephant on the label left the marks of each sip, chanting speeches. .

E 'that the food-addiction is a disease. Seria. Contagious. Other than swine fever. And you also find the
between a bum and a cha. Yet in some surreal picnic.
to say.