Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Aidde Fire Alarm Wont Stop Beeping




photos from the web

Limoncello
(recipe found surfing the web during a sleepless night)

5 to 6 large lemons, or 10 small untreated
1 liter of alcohol at 95 °
5 hg sugar
1 liter of water

Thoroughly wash the lemons.
Cut only the yellow part of peel.
The white part gives a bitter taste in liquor.
Put the peels and alcohol in a glass container and sealed.
Let stand for 80 to 10 days in a dark place.
Make syrup with sugar and water.
wait for it to cool completely, otherwise it returns the liquor turbid.
Filter peels and alcohol.
Combine the syrup.
Let rest a few days.
Filter and bottle.
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I miss just the alcohol.
I have to thank a generous old lady for lemons.
Its plan it was loaded ...
I hope that this experiment is successful culinary ...

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Bang Bros Free Account




pictures from wikimedia

Your friend is your needs answered.
E 'the field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.
E 'is your board and your fireside. Since
, hungry, I sought refuge in him and for your peace.
When your friend speaks his mind, do not deny your approval, nor be afraid to contradict him.
And when he is silent your heart do not stop to listen to his heart:
in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born in silence and shared, with joy unspeakable. When you part from
grieve not
His absence may be clearer what we love most in him, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.
And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.
For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of all its mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only grab what is in vain.
And let your best be for your friend. If he must
know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.
What is your friend should seek him with hours to kill?
Seek him always with hours to live.
it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.
and share the delights in the sweetness of a smile.
For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

Khalil Gibran ( 1883 - 1931 )