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COOKING

Into the wild

luglio 13, 2016
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This post requires a brief introduction: on my mother side my blood is half Austrian and half Bolivian, on the other half from Trieste, half from the Ligurian seaside (Cinqueterre is the living proof God exists!).My wife is a natural born swimmer from Sardinia.
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COOKING, TRAVEL

Slipping back in memories

giugno 4, 2016
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Food is one of those things in life that has to do both with necessity and pleasure. We need to eat and we love what we eat (the latter is not necessarily true to the all of us, but I’m not part of their team). Wherever the place and climate we are born, nature keeps gifting us with fish, roots, eggs, seeds and plenty of edible stuff. We feed (we should, I mean) because of what grows by the season. These days a brutal “rupture” happened, so we are almost losing the necessary balance in the way we eat (we’ll have plenty of occasions to discuss about this in other articles…).
When I was a very young boy I realized that food is about pleasure because of Parma ham, dark chocolate, stinky cheese and hand-made russian salad (it used to be the guest star of our sunday lunch). But the striking revelation happened because of my grandmotherContinue Reading…