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"Wine in Rome" Slawka of G. Poor

Sunday November 7 not get busy!

Rather go for a trip to the Roman Catelli and when you arrive at Castel Gandolfo stop and head to the Space Gears of Art here because at 11 there will be presentation of

" Wine in Rome "

I got to know Slawka (the author) some time ago to Brunch that I organized for the food-blogger, since then consistently follow its blog and the success of this book / guide. In fact they have already spoken Intravino and Enoiche Illusions and perhaps others that I have escaped.

So there is little to add except that, during the presentation, will also display a preview of the last works of Marta Czok which can then be to Arte Padova 2010. A

also follow the wine tasting of ' Az Poggio Le Volpi .

mean more than that is impossible to ask :-) go visit and enjoy.

White Metal Core Scooter Wheels

time and straw ... (Makeup / 2)

... ripen tomatoes, and the leaves fall.

Etiquette Baby Congratulations

New: ostrich meat

Ostrich Meat lived a moment of glory in the late '90s when the infamous mad cow disease broke out. At that time, many wanted to avoid beef, so there was a high demand for horse meat and even took off the ostrich meat.

latter 's are appreciated very much the low-fat (and cholesterol) and rich in protein and iron.

In the latter period, however, the fashion of alternative meats has subsided, but by chance a few weeks we have been in contact with the farm The Cerreta (Heart of Etruria) of Castiglione del Lago (PG), not far from Cortona father's country of origin. This prompted us to try the product, so we ordered the
Ostrich.

before proposing it to our customers as each product we sell, we've tested firsthand. As you can see from raw, has a very intense dark red, the blood is the ideal cooking (as beef) or can be used for stews or braised (but I "lost").


For 'I taste like a baked cut few minutes in a pan and then cut into strips.

The flavor is decided but not as strong as my personal impression drew a little 'taste of duck. Very soft and compact, almost better than a thread. It 'clear that the blood must please the meat otherwise it is better to change the menu. :-)

This company also has some beautiful eggs (always ostrich) is full and empty (to decorate or to make lamps) also also made pasta with the eggs.

Congratulations Baby Shower

silent, you hear?, Listen, it's raining.

Taci. On the threshold of the woods I hear


human words you say, but I hear more new words

speaking
drops away and leaves.
Play.
raining from the clouds dispersed.
rains on the tamarisk
brackish and burned,
raining on the pines and steep scaly
,
raining on the myrtles
divine
shining on the broom
Flowers accepted, on the junipers

thick fragrant pampering,
rains on our faces
sylvan,
raining on our hands
naked, on our
vestimenti
leggieri,
su i freschi pensieri
che l'anima schiude
novella,
su la favola bella
che ieri
t'illuse, che oggi m'illude,
o Ermione.

Odi? La pioggia cade
su la solitaria
verdura
con un crepitío che dura
e varia nell'aria
secondo le fronde
più rade, men rade.
Ascolta. Risponde
al pianto il canto
delle cicale
che il pianto australe
non impaura,
nè il ciel cinerino.
E il pino
ha un suono, e il mirto
altro suono, e il ginepro
altro ancóra, stromenti
diversi
sotto innumerevoli dita.
E immersi
noi siam nello
wild spirit, tree of life living
;
and your face is soft rain ebro

like a leaf, and your hair

auliscono
as the clear broom, or land creature

you name
Hermione .

listen. The agreement
of cicadas flying
gradually
deader
is done under the plant that grows
;
but there is a song mixes
more raucous than there
salt, damp shade
remote. More and more deaf

s'allenta dim, goes out. Only a note

still trembles, turns off,
rises, trembles, turns off.
is heard no voice of the sea.
Or is heard throughout the frond
Crosc

the silver rain that cleanses, the
Crosc
which varies according to the branch
thicker, less dense.
Play. The daughter

air is silent, but his daughter
silt away,
the frog sings
deepest shadows,
who knows where, who knows where!
And it rains on your eyelashes,
Hermione.

rains on your black eyelashes
sich par
but you weep with pleasure, but not white
virente almost done,
seems to peel you out.
All my life is in us
fresh fragrant,
my heart in my chest is like fishing
intact
eyes between the eyelids
between the pools are like grass,

with teeth in the alveoli as bitter almonds. And we go in
offal offal, or joint or dissolved

(rude vigor and green
us belting
c'intrica ankles knees)
who knows where, who knows where!
It's raining on our faces
sylvan,
raining on our hands
naked, on our clothes

frivolous,
on the fresh thoughts that the soul

novel opens,
on the lovely fable that yesterday

m'illuse, now t'illude,
or Hermione.