Abigail Serwaa Nsoatre

kitchen?? what are we talking about?

I know, I'm not posting anything that is related in some way to the kitchen, it's true, but billions of things I would have to be published ... are also able to produce its own tofu not from soy milk, soy, but the yellow! I baked bread in the show, I finally found the dough (which, combined, is the nephew of mine) that I'm a new bakery with great pleasure and experimenting with new recipes, new ways of making bread .... "Stealing" from IZN information and inspiration (it is a myth .. that makes us want ?!?), or glory any ideas on ingredients add (now the bread with dried apricots and walnuts) ... this woman drives me crazy, let me tell you, and I also have the good fortune of being in its own gas and to run a blog with her, so we often see and organize together on baking days, courses natural cooking, sweet days on, on self of seitan, tofu .... think of open sites, in other words those who stop us??

but in all that I can, either: a) delete the photos on the production of tofu without first saving them from any part, b) do not find time to post an intelligent post, well, given my ability to ultimately be enough ... not too stupid, c) did not find anything interesting of all the recipes stored, often because they are now out of season d) thousands, thousands of other stimuli that distract me from what I should write, e) be willing to talk about something else ....

and this time something different is not a video, although I would have one that amuses me a world to show you ... but it will be the subject of another post insane, now atteniamoci the theme of this .... image is always instill.

" La Repubblica" newspaper know that weather information was a newspaper that did? here, that I often read it online, not because they are necessary for the survival of information genere umano (che tanto quello... ho deciso che la salvezza è la sua estinzione!), ma perché ogni tanto ha dei link particolarmente interessanti... e questo è il caso.

L'altro giorno ho trovato le foto che trovate in questo post, sono una più bella dell'altra... se avete tempo e voglia andate a vedere le altre qui , meritano davvero!

Asked By Marian Zetta

arrived autumn

è arrivato (finalmente) l'autunno, è arrivato il primo freddo, i campi arati, le foglie morte, le sciarpe e i cappelli, i primi raffreddori, i gatti coccoloni, il risveglio della pasta madre (sìììì!!!!), le torte salate, i biscotti, le gite domenicali al mare a catturare un ultimo raggio di sole, le fredde serate al cinema, le serate al calduccio intorno a un tavolo con gli amici...

per me l'autunno è tutto questo.... e siccome l'autunno mi fa pensare a queste due mie vecchie foto ve le pubblico con il testo di una delle canzoni francofone più belle che io conosca, per me cantata da Juliette Gréco:

LES FEUILLES MORTES

lyrics Jacques Prevert

Oh, I so want you to remember

happy days when we were friends

at that time where life was more beautiful,

and the sun brighter than today

leaves are collected with the shovel

You see I did not Forgot ...

The dead leaves gather on the rake,

memories and regrets also

and the north wind carries them

in the cold night of oblivion .

You see I have not forgotten

the song you sang to me.

is a song that resembles us

you, you loved me and I loved

and we lived both together

you who loved me, I who loved you

But life separates those who love

quietly, without make noise

and the sea erases on the sand

the footsteps of separated lovers.

(The dead leaves gather on the rake,

memories and regrets also

but my silent love and faithful

always smiles and thank life

I loved you so much, you were so pretty,

how do you think I ' forget?

in those days were more beautiful life,

and the sun brighter than today

you were my sweetest friend

but I do regret that

and the song you sang to me

toujours, toujours je the entendrai!)