E' venuto il momento di aggiornare questo blog!
Temo sia passato piu' di un mese, e durante questo mese è successo di tutto e si sono accumulate tante piccole cose (ed anche tante stronzate) da condividere.
Cominciamo con le stronzate. Appunto.
"Sacco! Saccoooo!!
Prologo: Agosto 2007
Poco prima di scappare dall'ufficio per well deserved holiday we come across a strange video on youtube. David calls us all and makes us see creating a new catchphrase.
In the video two girls in flesh definitely travel by motorbike and are approached by a car, the passenger from the films with their cell phone screaming at the girl behind (much overflowing) "Look at that bag of shit you are! Saccooooooo!" Unfortunately
has been removed and there is not a trace.
Since then yell "saccoooo" in office is a clear criticism of the roundness' of the people, especially girls. Clara is an expert and it manages to mimic 'very well, reminding me of this curious epithet sometimes.
Today: March 2009
Clara, John and I we went to the Mayflower, a pub dedicated to karaoke nights and other activities' spaccamaroni. One enters to eat and talk and then finds himself having to endure people yelling and screaming at the microphone, alternating a terrible litany embarrassing performances, all accompanied by people who think out of the Friends of Mary. Only 2 children have sung in a manner worthy and commendable cheers up her ears for a few minutes.
John would lay all with her voice by Francesco Renga, but the list of songs available contemplated Leone di Lernia, and other amenities Gigione 'Neapolitan, except just Renga. It should try again ', it will be' lucky! There were other Italians in the list of songs, but very little, but 'I remember che qualcuno ha cantato Tiziano Ferro e ne è nata una discussione sulla sua voce.
Io intanto pensavo a cosa mangiare.
Ad un certo punto, dopo ordinato qualcosa da mettere sotto i denti, ci accorgiamo che al tavolo parallelo al nostro c'erano sedute 4 smandrappate di cui una decisamente "Sacco". Troppo. Scusa ma che cazzo te sistemi di continuo la magliettina.. non ti copre.. non puo'.. non è possibile.. stai ferma.. Gesu'!
Intrepidi riusciamo a documentare la presenza femminile al tavolo, criticandole poco alla fine. Solo un "Oh maronna! Guarda che saccoo..saccoooo!!"
Il guaio è che da li' a poco queste 4 pulzelle avrebbero cantato! In maniera orripilante per giunta! Come 4 amiche ai banchi di scuola per niente tuned ..
not remember what. I removed it. And 'that I was choking and chips ..
We show you how all that 'really happened, beccatevi the test movie.
"The maniac headlights "
If you happen to pass through Piazza di Villa Carpegna in Rome careful. Very careful. You may encounter an old-looking quiet you want to give a hand. Yes, but two.
In reality 'seems more' interested in your headlights, and if they will try to peck 'pulirveli of describing the problem to mo 'mime.
meeting day is one thing. At one o'clock one night in late February. I did laugh but who was driving laughed a bit 'less. This came out of nowhere with his backpack, he began tinkering with a handkerchief (?) On lighthouses as pulirceli us and from within (but not so much that I was laughing) do
"Oh mo 'Who is I'm crazy? No No.. and go Nooo .. .. .. Ommadonna not clean .. " Then we
Ribecco a Sunday in late March and in the car we were in fourth, three maidens and noble that I was laughing up their sleeves because they already 'felt the anxiety of the occupants.
"The I take a picture"
"No One but you're stupid! No!"
Too late.
"If we see us become more familiar .. eh .. thanks no no .. go "
Meanwhile we barricaded inside. I saw it as an exaggerated way.
Then this guy, disappointed by our lack of interest shown him, it turns shooting trying to open a door?
" You see I was right to tell you to close the doors?? Oh no never know if "sentence of a
girls.
Indeed. But just inserts them in and the problem is solved!
Other sightings of this guy?
"Easter Egg"
I can finally announce that it has achieved an Easter egg in the house.
years will say that you want to do without thinking about how much effort and practice must be put into play, perhaps hoping that the dirty work they can do a mold and chocolate.
's not really important to give yourself an egg at home, you buy it and your done. You choose how you want it. Avoid those that cost 99 euro and the Lindt (what the hell, I hope to be a ring of white gold inside but '!). Maybe you jump on the egg I've seen in Latin Nardone, pure chocolate. Yes, but milk or dark? We'll never know.
But this year is different. This time it is time to dare the stainless. Enough for me to succeed with only one egg. Then I leave them by the other pieces, crooked, mutilated.
In reality 'the chocolate egg is just an excuse to make a personalized gift and hide in a dark bunker then you eat. Not bad eh?
A month before Easter in a matter I intend to learn this, this personal crusade against the multinationals of chocolate. Remain stunned and nothing more '
"But you're not first to buy the egg?"
"It is not the same thing"
"I buy it and then I open it in two, it takes me a gift and I close"
"Okay but not quite the same thing"
"Eh"
"Oh"
"But Then the mold? find? It seems to me a long and complicated thing .. you have to temper the chocolate .. "
"You learn everything .. and then want put? You did it yourself "
Clara sends me a wish for success and asks me info on the mold.
" Look I have to order "
I go to Anzio in a place that has it all. Grate for casting chocolate, molds cakes, tools for professional kitchens and bakeries, restaurants articles, including mixers, clothing, chef's hat!
Except molds for Easter eggs.
"It 's an unusual article"
"I know .. but wanting to order? "
" Of course .. as he wants? "
egg-shaped or solid gold ... .. What a question
" I do not know .. what measures are there? How do you quantify? "
" Well .. "And
holding a huge catalog, we review the models.
I choose the 500 grams. That is 1 / 2 kg of chocolate in the middle '!
do not ask what it takes to get it, two days after the order finally and look.
Then I discover that it takes at least 2 weeks to have it coming.
But that 'we end up at Easter without having done the test! Learned I was not born! Give me some time to try to make ste eggs!
Nothing. The mold polycarbonate comes from Valle d'Aosta.
foot. We have sent an immigrant who arrives on foot at Anzio with the mold in his hand.
In the shop owner's wife annoyed me reply "Well we have to do massive orders and it takes time"
Thanks but I do not say you had it ..
Guilt I agree.
Please wait.
But after a nerve-wracking waiting for finally materialized in the stamp shop and I'm going to get the ads in Office
Peter asks me to make an easter egg with caramel
"We put the caramel, then when you pour the chocolate is solid time and so 'you are .. "
".. a crap. Gia 'I understand how normal and you do what you advise me a crazy experiment? Nooo one thing at a time"
The seller makes me see that my purchase has caused an increase in demand for molds for eggs chocolate.
"Newly arrived I put them 'at the door for potermene remember and all customers who entered it and I wanted to ask for availability' .. una signora aveva anche offerto di piu' per averlo"
"Ah.."
Se lo avesse venduto penso me lo sarei mangiato vivo.
"Ma ho detto loro che era stato ordinato da un ragazzo e ho promesso di ordinarne di piu' il prossimo anno"
"Eh vede? Alla fine la mia non era un'idea cosi' inusuale.. grazie comunque!"
Mi fa uno sconto di 1 euro. Contento lo porto a mo'di trofeo in ufficio, mando sms in giro per creare suspance e guardo il calendario: è giovedi' 2 Aprile, ho poco tempo! E' tardi! E' tardissimo! Non ce la faro' mai..
I primi tentativi si rivelano deludenti.
Ho saccheggiato il cioccolato fondente da Gusto per poter sperimentare e ne ho preso a kg.
Lo stampo è uno solo e quindi devo fare una meta' alla volta. Lavorando posso solo sfruttare come tempo la mattina prima di andare o la sera al mio ritorno.
Devo capire cosa devo fare per bene perchè sciogliere il cioccolato non è difficile. No.
Il difficile è riuscire a capire che devi combinare dopo averlo versato nello stampo.
Sul web si trovano un sacco di notizie, consigli, forum.
Mi sono letto di tutto e trovo suggerimenti contrastanti o semplicistici.
A me il cioccolato non si stacca dallo stampo!
Sul web si parla di tecniche varie che comprendono frigorifero, congelatori, spray staccanti (giuro, esistono!), botte in punti precisi, raschiamenti vari, preghiere alla Madonna di Gerano, tecniche della divina scuola di Hokuto and much more.
If I cool the chocolate solidifies in the fridge but if cola bad edges are weak and the bottom is too thick. Then it breaks. In addition
'I'm forced to turn to win the mold gravity' and allow the chocolate to be released. But how? At the end
invent my own method. I do not say.
I only know that it takes me less time but at least 20 minutes of turning .. of mold. Not balls.
The trouble is that after some hours of waiting, the chocolate has 90% off .. but if you have done something wrong and did not permit him to conform to the mold that you risk splitting. And curses. But at least the chocolate risquagli.
Me I'm only 6 have left half 'of which 2 are perfect and smooth. But because del poco tempo a disposizione non le ho chiuse subito e quindi si sono opacizzate perdendo l'effetto glossato.
Che palle..
A distanza di 1 settimana è venuta l'ora di chiudere l'uovo.
La sorpresa pero' nel frattempo è cambiata e dopo aver stravolto l'idea regalo l'ho giocata sfidando Dan Brown. Mi giro a cercare un libro e mi vedo Il Codice DaVinci. Eccolo il mio regalo. Qualcosa da decrittare.
Ma la prossima volta vediamo di togliere il nome eh?
Stampo il tutto, lo infilo in un ovetto di plastica e lo attacco ad una meta'. Chiudo il tutto e sospiro.
La sera me ne vedo recapitare uno gigante di uovo che pesa anch'esso 1 kg.
Rimango piacevolmente basito. Un ovetto tutto mio! (chiamalo "ovetto", era coperto con un lenzuolo argentato verde..) Ma mi mangio le mani perchè quello mio di uovo non è ancora pronto e sta li', chiuso con delle colate di cioccolato per tappare delle evidenti imperfezioni.
Pero' alla fine è venuto. Un po' male.. ma eccolo li'. Pronto per essere messo..
..dove cazzo? Ho scordato una cosa fondamentale! Se lo chiudo con la carta e tutto l'uovo deve trovarsi su una base! E non ce l'ho!
Comprala di corsa insieme ad un nastro per uova e torna a casa, vai a lavoro, scappa dall'ufficio e corri a completare l'opera fasciando il tutto! Attento a fare scongiuri!
Scatto delle foto quand'ecco entrare mio padre. Mi vede che sto facendo un book fotografico a quel kg di cioccolata e lo sento cursing something. It 'a little' that sees me fiddling with chocolate and I do not at all happy.
The next time I open an assembly line to cut the doses of cocaine, between this and want to see if the chocolate is still to say about it!
liked the end.
I'm happy ...
"Easter & Easter "
Easter lasts a while now. It 'just a long weekend with binge attached.
Recently I happened to work or pass it with water in the throat, but at least this time no commitment or unexpected job I have ruined these days full of pure nothingness.
Saturday I went out with Anna, we talked like two kids and we took a tea despite the heat of the Virgin Mary. Taking advantage of his presence, I also bought a gift for a friend. Everything ok, normal. At times I seemed to be turned back 10 years when taking over Anna and Francesco home immediately after high school, to stay together and make the balls. But even without that stare insieme!
Pasqua invece è arrivata col suo carico di odori di cucina. Mia madre di gran lena ha preparato le lasagne, mentre con fare stizzito ricordavo lei di non lasciarle asciugare troppo perchè senno' diventano solo fastidiose quando cerchi di tagliarle e sotto sono morbide come una torta di mele e sopra rigide come se affette da rigor mortis.
Ma sono ottime. Ormai la cucina continua a migliorare a vista d'occhio (ad ogni leccata dovrei dire) e penso sia arrivata ai livelli di nonna. Vuol dire che allora è proprio una dote di famiglia che se ben allenata da' molte soddisfazioni. A me poi.
Seguono l'agnello, un finto pesce preparato da Mery, salumi et formaggi vari.
A tavola le cazzate si sprecano, mio fratello fa stage and without saying a word we take the piss the old man who occasionally shoots of pearls. Valerio has already 'had lunch and now he sleeps. Pero 'I laugh too much and my father is angry "I wake up!"
But no, it has a heavy sleeper!
.. What am I crying?
"On Easter Monday I will not break through, ok?"
"Yes, yes, look, we'll make a salad of rice and enough"
"Ah ok, I go by more 'than good"
The preconditions for a peaceful Easter Monday there were no binge eating them all.
time then certainly did not help and therefore are not likely even to participate in outdoor picnics or the beach. But then
'At lunch time meeting a bunch of people busy in the kitchen to prepare potatoes, breasts breaded, pasta with tuna sauce, rice salads, pies. Before my eyes appeared to be cut meats and cheeses, olives, drain, more food. And the remains of eggs kinder, chocolate fudge, chocolate and pork variety.
No sorry, I was psychologically prepared for a light lunch menu and I'm fired 'healthy?
I've also brought something good that already 'seemed exaggerated and here I want to put fattening. But I sacrifice myself and everything I eat, otherwise if you offend those who feel? Then I
revenge and Scrabble words composing rag all castes and quiet.
One of those words made me kind of 350 points away from all ...
A domani con la Seconda Parte...
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