J'adore Trish Deseine ... yes: braised beef with G uinnes! Meanwhile, let us feel this
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For 8 people, I got a pound and a half of beef braised-that is what I found! - Cut into pieces ... Then I armed (some wrote that it seems to me to do even the war on time in the kitchen!)
-60 grams of bacon
-3 -3 onions, carrots
-4 tablespoons of flour
l -1 broth (with meat)
-600 ml of Guinness (the other drank during the preparation of the true ...)
-30 g butter, extra virgin olive oil to taste
-odori
-salt & pepper (Creole)
Preparation:
Fry in a thick-bottomed casserole onion and bacon in the oil with butter then add meat.
Let brown a bit 'then sprinkle the flour and cook one minute.
Let cool a few minutes before adding the broth and beer. Mix and bring to a boil and continue to mix, then add the sliced \u200b\u200bcarrots and the bunch of herbs-latter 'before serving you remove it! -.
Cover and cook for two hours so the meat becomes soft. If necessary, finished cooking, add salt and, if desired, pepper. It can be served with steamed potatoes or, rather, the mashed potatoes.
I would like to 'answer' not-too 'hit' that is not what Véro-trivial to some statements heard here and there, more there! - Now: we must give due weight to all and here ... words speak of feathers of wind in the wind. There. But I might as well stop because you can not insist that, if not replicate, at least express their dissent. I'm gonna do these terms:
better radical political views, in my opinion, that other trends-just read: far from Politic E-species in arriving and when they expire in the exhibition at all costs (OPS ! ... expression was never more apt!).
also firmly believe that good taste, refinement and elegance are features may indeed belong to women as 'proletarian' as women 'high society'.
This continuous, tiring, old and not very truthful, the idea of \u200b\u200bwomen left as a witch dressed in rags with a lot of lice-remember: trovarseli to the head should have a clean skin loooong! - and ribbed cloth bags, with incense in hand and ankle bracelets with silver bells to prevent the extermination of ants, the shoe rag and especially smelly necessarily with dreadlocks ... so on ... do not believe any more! Long live if there are more:
EVVIVAEVVIVAEVVIVAEVV IVAEVVIVA!
Add a seat at the table? ;-)
Street: the women of the left-wear Fendi probably buy second hand parts in view of recycling, it is so demeaning? And 'perhaps aggravating? - And wear jewelry with their own sweat labor of workers, committed, self-employed with Co.Co.Pro month contracts, for example ... who wants to accompany it with politicians and football players do it well if they have the decency to be quiet and do not presume to know me (well) governed.
What then 'rule' ... and in fact it is so brutal ...
'Other' I'm not even criticize, I'm not interested at this time, however, that at least these women-similborghesi false as the leather! - Or aristocratichetutted'unpezzo (perhaps because no one feels mica know that to be part of that inner circle there will!), show their true inclinations:
enough to know that all the other women prefer to work!
Returning to jewelry ... well, I respect all men who look after and respect their classmates and give them all that if you earn a real job and, unfortunately, forces them out of the house for hours to discharge duties or responsibilities of fatigue, extreme fatigue.
Hurrah then the sweat that smells worse than all the lies that they force us to listen.
am very disheartened by the accusations made by those who ignore the flora is talking about.
have given me a hypocrite, pretending the bourgeois nonconformist, radical-chic in a single word. Two, in fact ... it's a combination!
Then I'd take in loan words:
we are history, no one will feel offended,
us this meadow of needles under the sky.
we are history, attention, no one is excluded.
we are history, we are these waves in the sea,
this noise that breaks silence,
this silence so hard to chew.
And then you say "All are equal,
all steal the same way."
But it's just a way to convince you to stay indoors when it is closed in the evening.
But the story does not really stop in front of a door,
history enters into the chambers, burning,
wrong and gives the story speaks for itself.
we are history, we who write letters,
us that we have everything to win, everything to lose.
And then the people, (because are people who make history)
when it comes to choosing and go,
you find them all with the eyes open,
they know exactly what to do.
Those who have read millions of books
and those who can not even speak,
and that is why the story creepy,
because nobody can stop it.
we are history, we are fathers and sons,
us, nice hello, we're leaving.
The story has no hiding places,
the story does not pass his hand.
we are history, we are this pot of wheat.
