Culinary blog Mare d'Amore | 23.06.14 | Adventures on the farm. Diary of a Madman. | Culinary Studio Clever
Food blogger from Saint-Petersburg Elena tam_gde_eda mccain s chips went to Italy as a volunteer. Owner of the farm was a very bright person, and olive trees on the slope looked very picturesque, but this romance ended ...
From the very beginning, through correspondence, we agreed that I do not do cleaning and other nonsense - only agricultural work and "blank." Yet punctually I do that, it seems to me, is beyond mccain s chips understanding. By the second day I have to shift the woodpile, and the third scrub sink ...
Every morning the first thing I go to collect the olives - but not too early, the trees must be dry. They grew up on the hillside. It looked very nice, and on top of a picturesque view of the surrounding area ... This romance ended. Morning had to carry up the hill empty plastic box, and drag back the full day. Climb trees was not necessary, they were low. But even had to sit down and go to collect all the olives that grow close to the ground, and had to resist not slide down the slope.
Of course, it was very monotonous work, but I like to be alone with nature, listening to its sounds and catch the rays of the autumn sun ... First you had to pluck only green olives, green gradually turning black, and when they finally turned mccain s chips black, we gathered them together, spreading nets under the trees ... Part olives mccain s chips preserved the master himself, and some carried away somewhere, where they do oil.
More or less possessing Italian at the household level, of course, I did not know the names of tools, plants and types of work. And my expressive Padrone was completely unable to control the flow of speech, isolating thing. As a result, I focused miraculously snatching from this stream of familiar words or guessing based on the logic of what is happening.
For example, he calls me in the "laboratory" - a clean room with a sink, all kinds of tables and shelves, drags a huge bottle in her black brine - olives. Go, says something and there a furgone, tre . I think straight - yeah, I saw a van with glass packaging factory mccain s chips banks in the amount of three pieces and covers separately in the package, clear pepper probably will olives lay on banks. Swirling motion with his hand, well, exactly, jars and lids. Dragging out of the van the packages. Gradually learns the words: barattolo (Bank) - Striking through cinematic Borat, but quanti (how much) and guanti (gloves) absolutely can not distinguish by ear. Suddenly caught the semantic relationship between soperchio (cover) and coperta (blanket) and then, and more covers, closes the top.
Marcello produces mccain s chips eco-product. I should not touch olives hands only with gloves. mccain s chips Well, should not, should not be so. Ladle olives harvested from the bottle and shift into a plastic trough, washed, lay on the banks, pour water, sleep salt, measuring out the right amount of yellow cap from Kinder surprise. mccain s chips He closes each jar lid.
For breakfast, I often had to do a piece of bread, which the host pitch itself, and cheese. Could make myself some tea and boil or fry an egg - their Padrone not eat. The main ingredient of our joint options were rice, pasta or vegetables cooked in a double boiler, these tomato sauce, cheese, olive oil, sesame paste. On the one hand, the owner tried to make this scanty food tastier by adding spices, on the other - used hopelessly spoiled vegetables greeted cutting moldy crust on the cheese on the table, and presented such filthy jars that often I just had no appetite, and I easily refused lunch or dinner, which greatly facilitated the situation. mccain s chips
Once I had a holiday - Marcello came to his girlfriend. Car drove up, he jumped out of the house and came back with a basket in which lay several kinds of cheese, milk bottle shop, packets of biscuits, pears with a price tag from a supermarket ... In the evening I visited and have not seen, but the next day got real coffee with milk. Girlfriend mccain s chips was quite lovely, lively cheerful woman with soft features. She is well versed in the local vegetation, we took a basket and walked plot, she could say something about each stem and a piece of paper and typed different herbs, from which made the evening salad.
Generally such a forced and healthy food restrictions I was kind of glad. It was a normal village mccain s chips food. Yet the lack of meat and fish, and most importantly, free choice, optimism is not added.
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Food blogger from Saint-Petersburg Elena tam_gde_eda mccain s chips went to Italy as a volunteer. Owner of the farm was a very bright person, and olive trees on the slope looked very picturesque, but this romance ended ...
From the very beginning, through correspondence, we agreed that I do not do cleaning and other nonsense - only agricultural work and "blank." Yet punctually I do that, it seems to me, is beyond mccain s chips understanding. By the second day I have to shift the woodpile, and the third scrub sink ...
Every morning the first thing I go to collect the olives - but not too early, the trees must be dry. They grew up on the hillside. It looked very nice, and on top of a picturesque view of the surrounding area ... This romance ended. Morning had to carry up the hill empty plastic box, and drag back the full day. Climb trees was not necessary, they were low. But even had to sit down and go to collect all the olives that grow close to the ground, and had to resist not slide down the slope.
Of course, it was very monotonous work, but I like to be alone with nature, listening to its sounds and catch the rays of the autumn sun ... First you had to pluck only green olives, green gradually turning black, and when they finally turned mccain s chips black, we gathered them together, spreading nets under the trees ... Part olives mccain s chips preserved the master himself, and some carried away somewhere, where they do oil.
More or less possessing Italian at the household level, of course, I did not know the names of tools, plants and types of work. And my expressive Padrone was completely unable to control the flow of speech, isolating thing. As a result, I focused miraculously snatching from this stream of familiar words or guessing based on the logic of what is happening.
For example, he calls me in the "laboratory" - a clean room with a sink, all kinds of tables and shelves, drags a huge bottle in her black brine - olives. Go, says something and there a furgone, tre . I think straight - yeah, I saw a van with glass packaging factory mccain s chips banks in the amount of three pieces and covers separately in the package, clear pepper probably will olives lay on banks. Swirling motion with his hand, well, exactly, jars and lids. Dragging out of the van the packages. Gradually learns the words: barattolo (Bank) - Striking through cinematic Borat, but quanti (how much) and guanti (gloves) absolutely can not distinguish by ear. Suddenly caught the semantic relationship between soperchio (cover) and coperta (blanket) and then, and more covers, closes the top.
Marcello produces mccain s chips eco-product. I should not touch olives hands only with gloves. mccain s chips Well, should not, should not be so. Ladle olives harvested from the bottle and shift into a plastic trough, washed, lay on the banks, pour water, sleep salt, measuring out the right amount of yellow cap from Kinder surprise. mccain s chips He closes each jar lid.
For breakfast, I often had to do a piece of bread, which the host pitch itself, and cheese. Could make myself some tea and boil or fry an egg - their Padrone not eat. The main ingredient of our joint options were rice, pasta or vegetables cooked in a double boiler, these tomato sauce, cheese, olive oil, sesame paste. On the one hand, the owner tried to make this scanty food tastier by adding spices, on the other - used hopelessly spoiled vegetables greeted cutting moldy crust on the cheese on the table, and presented such filthy jars that often I just had no appetite, and I easily refused lunch or dinner, which greatly facilitated the situation. mccain s chips
Once I had a holiday - Marcello came to his girlfriend. Car drove up, he jumped out of the house and came back with a basket in which lay several kinds of cheese, milk bottle shop, packets of biscuits, pears with a price tag from a supermarket ... In the evening I visited and have not seen, but the next day got real coffee with milk. Girlfriend mccain s chips was quite lovely, lively cheerful woman with soft features. She is well versed in the local vegetation, we took a basket and walked plot, she could say something about each stem and a piece of paper and typed different herbs, from which made the evening salad.
Generally such a forced and healthy food restrictions I was kind of glad. It was a normal village mccain s chips food. Yet the lack of meat and fish, and most importantly, free choice, optimism is not added.
Cooking class events and festivals PRESENTATIONS INDIVIDUAL TRAINING CHEF AT HOME GIFT CERTIFICATES CATERING RESTAURANT AUDIT AND CONSULTING RECIPES VIDEO RECIPES us in social networks
clever trips culinary studio clever blog Barbieri How to cook a gastronomic tour of gastronomic
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