Today I do not think of following a particular chronological order, perhaps I'll less verbose than usual, I feel inspired. Probably 'because of the food, you know what I am "psychosomatic" as opposed to factors more or less external factors such as food, sleep, lack of physical activity.
In this particular case, my strong, vibrant and expressive vein 'awoken from a wonderful, or how would Josep - "Wonderful, wonderful" - Paella pan. But not any Paella, Paella is not a one more or less noble restaurant, no no! This took shape before my eyes, from the time of the provision of ingredients on the table, since the initial frigitura meat, through the soffrittura onion, and finally arriving at a final touch, the baking of the whole. The entire process and 'last very long, because and was interrupted by a long pause. The dish I was seduced into a deceptive first, avoiding the sense of fulfillment that I had given the late breakfast, and then more and more violently, causing a mouth watering that only a child, faced with the dishes prepared by our grandmothers, I and seemed to try. More that un'acquolina c'avevo of the pond ' eur. I have not noticed if there were turtles and the gypsies, the latter effects and 'probable, but not try to distinguish the flavors and just the right experience to do when you eat this wonderful dish. The fact
mix flavors of fish and meat, earth and air (okay here and a little poetic license, but in the end Staven the vegetables that I know of tera, and the chicken saaaa Svolacchia). In
towered even flat, two at a time (because two dishes I did know, most hat-trick), the imperial shrimp, which are perhaps my favorite crustacean, and that here are called small lobster, I had marked the well as in English but I can not remember. goes!
Well I may as well stop me, no, I was forgetting the words I wanted to use as the opening words of this post, and instead ask myself as a closure (not for a different artistic style and thoughtful reflection, but me because I forgot): Among na na great sex and good Magnata population do not know which I prefer. S. Bucci 's Style . Lifestyle .
See You . James
In this particular case, my strong, vibrant and expressive vein 'awoken from a wonderful, or how would Josep - "Wonderful, wonderful" - Paella pan. But not any Paella, Paella is not a one more or less noble restaurant, no no! This took shape before my eyes, from the time of the provision of ingredients on the table, since the initial frigitura meat, through the soffrittura onion, and finally arriving at a final touch, the baking of the whole. The entire process and 'last very long, because and was interrupted by a long pause. The dish I was seduced into a deceptive first, avoiding the sense of fulfillment that I had given the late breakfast, and then more and more violently, causing a mouth watering that only a child, faced with the dishes prepared by our grandmothers, I and seemed to try. More that un'acquolina c'avevo of the pond ' eur. I have not noticed if there were turtles and the gypsies, the latter effects and 'probable, but not try to distinguish the flavors and just the right experience to do when you eat this wonderful dish. The fact
mix flavors of fish and meat, earth and air (okay here and a little poetic license, but in the end Staven the vegetables that I know of tera, and the chicken saaaa Svolacchia). In
towered even flat, two at a time (because two dishes I did know, most hat-trick), the imperial shrimp, which are perhaps my favorite crustacean, and that here are called small lobster, I had marked the well as in English but I can not remember. goes!
Well I may as well stop me, no, I was forgetting the words I wanted to use as the opening words of this post, and instead ask myself as a closure (not for a different artistic style and thoughtful reflection, but me because I forgot): Among na na great sex and good Magnata population do not know which I prefer. S. Bucci 's Style . Lifestyle .
See You . James
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