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Old memories

Today I went to Milan, the city of my heart, and, among other things, I made a commission on a Lupetta, which is a side street of Via Torino. So, I went from Santa Maria Beltrade square, where my grandparents lived at number 1. How many memories! He was a top floor apartment, complete with a large room that served as goldsmith workshop where my grandfather worked with his three workers, and also my father before he opened his shop in Via Turati. My sister and I were enchanted by their work, and we did when we jewels of tissue paper, color them, forcing his grandfather and the workers to tell us that good ... probably the latter we would have gladly kicked in the ass, pain in the ass were two. Then we had "pasta" in passing the tissue paper mill and scolded us because they ruin it and consume too much paper.
From the kitchen window we could see the rooftops and the Duomo, which is there at your doorstep. My grandmother was the butcher to the lung (mica were the cans of Kitekat) and the cats were eating there on the window. There was a beautiful red that was stroking, it was exciting to see him coming from the roof so agile and elegant, perhaps from there I started to love cats and especially the red ones!
In the afternoon then my grandmother wore Upim nearby (or was it stand?) And we always buy a small toy, toys in those days were much more imaginative than now, then we would stop by Peck in Via Spadari , then there was the rotisserie primer now, was a delicatessen, my grandmother bought something and then the owner made us move from behind to go directly to our door.
And the week of Christmas ... in room bed in the closet grandmother kept all their gifts, we gave it a little early and then told us that baby Jesus would have been there to pick them on Christmas Eve to bring them to our home to Inverness.
There is another detail that I remember correctly, that the hatch of the garbage on the stairs, I was terrified when I spent the evening, I thought were out of there who knows what to get me down ... and I remember the beautiful skylight in the ceiling above the stairwell. And the board a bit 'equivocal on the third floor, with a bustle of couples who was gossip around the palace.
Now there are no more houses, my grandparents came off in the early 70 and are all offices of Peck, who in the meantime as I said (for so many years) has become famous and Superchic (to let us do the shopping you need a mortgage), but whenever I have occasion to pass all these memories fill my heart.
Milan is the most beautiful city in the world.

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milk, honey and sage

Amiiiiici ... I found a very effective remedy for colds trouble: if you like me these days piovosissimi you ever having to go around making committees and so if your feet with the boots but the jeans to knee them there are wet not to mention the rest of the night you find yourself with a sore throat and stuffy nose ... well you do heat up, like maybe you already do, the milk, but also add 2 sage leaves, boil and then sweetened with a spoon of honey.
The suggestion I got dressed by Cyrus, you know that doctor phytotherapist that there is often on television? I like him, always has cashmere sweaters in beautiful colors.
Among other things, the sage added to the milk its characteristic taste and therefore it is sooo nice to be sipped.
Then goodnight.

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The Way of the guns

Today is one of those autumn Sundays uggiosissime which is nice to stay at home quietly beautiful. For depression do not make me come but I want to remember this summer just passed, and then I'll tell you a little "adventure" of my last vacation, which if you read my previous posts were in the south of France.
recent days, after many vicissitudes, including the meeting (fortunately only hearsay!) With a shark in the Riviera, we moved to Italy, in Demonte, province of Cuneo, right on the border with France, is a beautiful place, very busy, with a wonderful way to go in motion, in the midst of unspoiled mountains, where the morning meetings that you are the only ones with the Marmot and I assure you that give a really great feeling.
You understand that all except one speaks of a relaxing holiday, then on Wednesday August 18, the last day, we planned a relaxing day: Gardetta Pass, 2400 m, which is one of the most beautiful places in the Alps (off-road, yes, but that we now know, and pretty quiet), lunch at the restaurant and the Elder afternoon walk in the Lauzonniere (France) and possibly the rest pennica seen that there are beautiful meadows.
Our hotel instead, which is a lovely person and always recommends that new routes, has a beautiful thought to suggest to go for "the way of the guns" which is a military road built during the Second World War and connects with Valmala Col Sampeyre. Of course, while I'm hesitant, my husband decided to follow advice.
So, despite the sin enough signs and then it's not clear where to go, then we take the road, well maybe call it the road is a bit 'too much. We find just two enduro parked cigarette and wonder if their opinion is also feasible that we are two of us and the bike is a lot of bulky twin. I am a bit 'confused, but they tell us that there is only a piece quite critical, otherwise you can do. You seemed. So we, full of hopeful we leave to chance and the first 7 km of dirt road but are indeed viable. Arrived at a crossroads two meet again, telling us we began the difficult piece, followed by another even more difficult. China (my husband) instead of turning left, saying "yes it was quite okay" and then down to the valley, decided to continue and in fact I know this pain panza de pe tAll: I must cling with their teeth to stay on the bike that travels on the right and cocks his left, the path is narrow with bushes that will slam in your face on one side and the cliff on the other.

After 4 hairpin thus appears the stone, which is especially imposing illegitimate because the steering handle sudden, even down to the ravine. At this point, after a few tens of meters, I decided to get off the bike, China alone is much less effort and the risk is lower. Of course I am angry black, I do 2 km walk with jacket and helmet in hand (it's hot even though we are at 2000 m) this does not prevent me from watching the view is breathtaking (see photo). Walk, walk, are very distressed: at 12 km step Sampeyre still missing and we do not know how long the stone ... but finally ... suddenly around a bend ... ... the Sew, which comes up to me on foot, saying that the ugly part is over and we can proceed safely (after a hundred meters there was a landslide and I had to go down again). I
sweeping panorama of the beautiful photos, a 360-degree view of mountains, including Mount Viso, with clouds and sun together.
Incazzatura vanished while we make the remaining 10 km of beautiful dirt road, seems to be hanging over the mountains. Colle Sampeyre, 2200mt.

Sometimes the adventures you live with great fear, are those that remain in the hearts. (Do not think I'll make the still, of course)

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Cuttlefish with tomato

Today I cooked this simple dish but very tasty, because the squid are very poor dietary fat , and since we are returning from a wedding dinner yesterday, where we ate to bursting getting up from the table 7 past, we were waiting for.
If you want to give you the recipe. First order as cuttlefish and I suggest you get them already cleaned, it is more comfortable. Once in Lampedusa me and my friend we went to the fish market was a bit 'late and there was little choice so we opted for the calamari to grill. Once we got home we realized we had to clean, we look ... my friend went to the bathroom to vomit, I shall be armed with courage and I have started work. Repeating all the time "this sucks ... schiiiifo that" under the running water I removed all that slimy stuff then when it broke the ink bag, I almost reach my friend in the bathroom. If there came the nausea well you constantly in the recipe (grilled squid were once very good, of course).
For 2 people need 400 grams of baby squid, and cut into strips. Do brown chopped onion in olive oil (preferably the Tropea red) with the chopped parsley, too. Add the squid and cook. After 10 minutes add 200 grams of tomato sauce and cover. Do not add salt. After half an hour, add 3 cherry tomatoes cut into 4 (I still had a pretty nice ripe tomato from our garden and I put that) and basil. Yet a quarter of an hour and is ready. The preparation should be very juicy, so if necessary add water. Try if necessary salt and serve with bread from Puglia, but I prefer to accompany it with cous cous, I tasted the first time in Lampedusa and in fact I think it's very good: prepare it following the instructions on the box.

cuttlefish with tomato cous cous

chicchissimo in Lampedusa in a restaurant with terrace overlooking the old port we enjoyed a really delicious dish: A slice of grouper on a thin bed boiled potatoes accompanied by cous cous with grilled vegetables, all to be sprayed with a best fish soup or sauce, tomato, chilli and spices .... I got hungry even if they are 23.30.
And hello to the next. A heartfelt thanks to all friends who love to follow me.