Somewhere By Sofia Coppola
Friday, July 16, 2010
Friday, July 2, 2010
Which Is Better Closetmaid Or Rubbermaid Shelving
No Reservations: Sardinia
E 'and I now know that the folk do not get along.
frantic folk groups, the extremists of ballu tundu, the set of traditions bore me and make exceptions only for real experts, rare as interesting: I have a friend, a person educated and funny, who would listen for hours about the seams of a traditional dress (you know that is much closer to haute couture than anything else in the world).
For the rest my one-time folk during the year is the religious devotion with which I follow Sa Sartiglia which fills me with eyes so much that for the remaining 364 days are absolutely right.
One thing I have to say, when you say that Sardinia is not Italy, well, I understand it can be hard to understand for those who are not Sardinian but it is true that what is true for brains has Capezzone shells of boiled eggs. It is not only true, it is self-evident.
And in fact, I feel disgust for the sense of patriotism since the country is feeling the most useless of the universe and the world, especially in the Peninsula where it has always been " Franza or Spain if magna provided" as is talk of patriotism talk of morality at the home of Silvia Vada: totally ridiculous.
If you ask me but if I feel Sardinian gentlemen, and how if I should, in all honesty, say Y, because I'm Italian is written in my passport but Sardinian is why they are enough, or not be the one thing I can not really decide, as I could not decide the color of my eyes or my G6PD deficiency.
However, having said that, I never consciously realized that there is another traditional aspect that is dear to me corazon, and the kitchen.
The reason why I can not become a vegetarian and the damage, luxuriously exquisite food isolate, and this plays a key role my father feared that my conversion to a meat-free theme that almost more than I can with that getting engaged 'articulated specimen of the testis of Fabrizio Corona, well, uh, I said almost .
My father actually has just a hint of veggie conversion takes me 750 grams of veal steaks from young man, lighting a fire and puts on the plate to get the smell making me wherever I am by wise old copy of waving Union Sarda.
Add in that vegetarians can not eat the roe and you have a way to eat the ethical strewn with obstacles: the ear of the pig that greets you charming, the octopus salad that makes you a wink, ham you Desulo sculetta front and cracks lobster Catalan you smile nicely moving those legs filled with pulp.
why you place your bets, shot in Sardinia, No Reservations , the program's food & travel Anthony Bourdain, a man who had the good taste to marry a (beautiful) girl named Octavia and Sardinian origin riprodurcisi well.
programs on Sardinia, in general, sfracassano his balls but this is enjoyable.
Hallelujah.
PS I would love to be a vegetarian and do not lose hope, not immoral food will stay forever!
...
At least give me time.
E 'and I now know that the folk do not get along.
frantic folk groups, the extremists of ballu tundu, the set of traditions bore me and make exceptions only for real experts, rare as interesting: I have a friend, a person educated and funny, who would listen for hours about the seams of a traditional dress (you know that is much closer to haute couture than anything else in the world).
For the rest my one-time folk during the year is the religious devotion with which I follow Sa Sartiglia which fills me with eyes so much that for the remaining 364 days are absolutely right.
One thing I have to say, when you say that Sardinia is not Italy, well, I understand it can be hard to understand for those who are not Sardinian but it is true that what is true for brains has Capezzone shells of boiled eggs. It is not only true, it is self-evident.
And in fact, I feel disgust for the sense of patriotism since the country is feeling the most useless of the universe and the world, especially in the Peninsula where it has always been " Franza or Spain if magna provided" as is talk of patriotism talk of morality at the home of Silvia Vada: totally ridiculous.
If you ask me but if I feel Sardinian gentlemen, and how if I should, in all honesty, say Y, because I'm Italian is written in my passport but Sardinian is why they are enough, or not be the one thing I can not really decide, as I could not decide the color of my eyes or my G6PD deficiency.
However, having said that, I never consciously realized that there is another traditional aspect that is dear to me corazon, and the kitchen.
The reason why I can not become a vegetarian and the damage, luxuriously exquisite food isolate, and this plays a key role my father feared that my conversion to a meat-free theme that almost more than I can with that getting engaged 'articulated specimen of the testis of Fabrizio Corona, well, uh, I said almost .
My father actually has just a hint of veggie conversion takes me 750 grams of veal steaks from young man, lighting a fire and puts on the plate to get the smell making me wherever I am by wise old copy of waving Union Sarda.
Add in that vegetarians can not eat the roe and you have a way to eat the ethical strewn with obstacles: the ear of the pig that greets you charming, the octopus salad that makes you a wink, ham you Desulo sculetta front and cracks lobster Catalan you smile nicely moving those legs filled with pulp.
why you place your bets, shot in Sardinia, No Reservations , the program's food & travel Anthony Bourdain, a man who had the good taste to marry a (beautiful) girl named Octavia and Sardinian origin riprodurcisi well.
programs on Sardinia, in general, sfracassano his balls but this is enjoyable.
Hallelujah.
PS I would love to be a vegetarian and do not lose hope, not immoral food will stay forever!
...
At least give me time.
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