.: A deeper love

Aretha will be here forever.

I’ve got a deeper love
A deeper love
A deeper love inside
And I call it

Pride
it’s the power that gives you the strength to survive

… or maybe it’s coffee that gives you the strength to make it through the day 🙂

especially with cream topping

.: Fallin’

Nor a romantic neither a new recipe, but a good one. Chickpeas polpette or egg-falafel

200 gr chickpeas – ceci
onion (shallot) – cipolla (scalogno)
parsley – prezzemolo
cumin – cumino
coriander – coriandolo
nutmeg – noce moscata
1 egg – 1 uovo
breadcrumb – pangrattato
salt – sale

Chop the onion and add the spices – tritate lo scalogno e aggiungete le spezie. Chop the (precooked) chickpeas, then mix all the ingredients (some breadcrumb too)* Tritate i ceci (precotti), poi mescolate tutto (un po’ di pane va anche dentro il misto)

Make some balls and roll them in the breadcrumb * fate delle polpettine e impanatele nel pane.

Fry carefully, for they burn very quickly * Friggete con cautela perché bruciano molto velocemente.

They’ll be falling away very quickly 🙂 espcially if you serve them with batbout bread and eat them with your fingers

I keep on fallin’
In and out of love
With you
Sometimes I love ya
Sometimes you make me blue
Sometimes I feel good
At times I feel used
Lovin’ you darlin’
Makes me so confused…

.: Deep in coffee

Sometimes you need a boost of energy and sweetness… to tell dream from reality…

So take:

250 gr of mascarpone cheese
2 eggs
3 spoons of sugar

whipp the egg whites and mix all.

Then take your favourite biscuits and wet them in some ginseng (o regular) coffee and put them on the bottom

then share it with your dream and try to find out if it’s a dream or it’s real

Don’t wake me up right now,
I need to see if this dream is gonna last, till I get to see you again.
I don’t want to wake up, just, stay right there.
I know this dream is a dream, but i know it could be real

.: I’m the (thundering) ocean

Sometimes food is not just food. Sometimes music is not just music. Sometimes feelings are not just feelings.

Sometimes you do feel you’re just a vibe in the universe and it feels great.

The Aztecs believed that cacao seeds were the gift of Quetzalcoatl, the god of wisdom, and the seeds once had so much value that they were used as a form of currency. Also they believed that Quetzalcoatl had been condemned by the other gods for sharing chocolate with humans.

The Maya people left some surviving writings about cacao which confirm the identification of the drink with the gods. The Dresden Codex specifies that it is the food of the rain deity Kon, the Madrid Codex that gods shed their blood on the cacao pods as part of its production.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/History_of_chocolate

Isn’t it sadly ironic that Europeans almost exterminated people who gave chocolate to the world ?