.: Crazy… for Miloš

Goodbye Miloš Forman. And thank you. Watching at Jack Nicholson we’ll always get moved and “think” !

I drink my cappuccino and think about how powerful this movie (and the novel by Ken Kesey) is

… and I also realize that some things have got better, somehow, even if, some days, we feel lost or blue about how things go.

Miloš Forman was born in Čáslav, Czechoslovakia in 1932. His parents died in Buchenwald and Auschwitz. Went to live with two uncles and family friends. At 11 he started to know and love the movies by Charlie Chaplin, Buster Keaton and John Ford. He later discovered that his biological father was another man. He was in fact a Jewish architect, Otto Kohn, a survivor of the Holocaust. None of the sad facts of his life prevented him to become a great artist and gift the world with his art. Someone wrote “stay hungry, stay foolish” (in 1971*, not in 2005!), I say “stay happy, stay crazy”, because there’s nothing else more important than to stay alive and being happy of being so.

You always always always (yes, always!) have to look at things from different points of view, to be sure you’re understanding them.

“With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?”
― Oscar Wilde

*it was on the back cover of the 1971 edition of the Whole Earth Catalog.

.: Tenacious D

This is not a blog about sophisticated cuisine. I’m only telling you about the ordinary things I cook and love. I keep it simple, but  tasty. So, this post is about things I already told, but I’m never tired of. What can you do with some beef and pork meat, cheese and flour ? Something lovely.

oops… this is what is left… era davvero buono e quindi è sparito in fretta, questo duo. E’ un duo che adoro, un duo fantastico. It’s a tenacious duo. Polpette with cheese and bread with cheese.

First, you have to prepare the bread, ‘cause it takes more time. Flour, baking powder, water and you prepare small rectangles

Some of them have cheese inside, and they’re the special ones. But I also cook some plain ones.

I love to see them swelling in the pan.

The ones with cheese will not swell and you have to be careful with them.

Poi si fanno le polpette: take the minced meat, put an egg in them, some grated bread and some grated cheese, then you make the balls and fry them. Be careful here too, cause the cheese will melt and will try to escape. You can find the recipe here (as I said it’s nothing new)

Ok are you vegetarian ? you can make my version of falafel, instead of meatballs. Or you can make zucchini-polpette . You have choice !

Basterebbero queste polpettine a fare una cena deliziosa…

Don’t you think they rock ? and your dinner will be even better with the little cheese-bread “ravioli”.

They’re not real “ravioli” for they are bread and not pasta, but I think you will love this Tenacious Duo

You will. And you’ll escape whatever hell you’re going through


.: Dead already

Nobody knows when it’s time to go. I mean to go, forever. Nessuno lo sa. E’ la cosa più importante, eppure evitiamo di pensarci. We don’t know and we don’t want to think about it. Why ? Forse perchè ci ferisce più di tutto. Eppure dovrebbe essere quello che più ci fa vivere ogni momento. It’s hurting, but it should be what makes us alive more than anything else.

The simplest thing. We avoid it. Just because we think of it in a negative way. Be’ in effetti è difficile pensare alla morte in “positivo”. Eppure dovremmo. It should always remind us that we are here to live for the time we have. And we don’t know how long. A minute, an hour, 70 years… in the end it’s not how long which makes the difference. It’s how.

So let’s make the simplest thing.

Tomato sauce. Onion, oil and basil.


.: Memories of green

Deckard: You remember the spider that lived in a bush outside your window? Orange body, green legs, watched her build a web all summer, then one day there was a big egg in it, the egg hatched…
Rachel: The egg hatched… and a hundred baby spiders came out, and they ate her.
Deckard: Implants. They aren’t your memories, they’re somebody else’s, they’re Tyrell’s niece’s.

my green memories will be in this pesto too… made by my mum just for me

so lovely…

.: Illusions (Nexus 6)

Si potrebbe chiedere a Rick: “ma scusa non preferisci una donna vera?” e lui potrebbe rispondere “ma hai guardato Rachel?”

Si potrebbe dire “ma non avevi una torta magnifica per farci colazione?” e io risponderei, sì, ma le pannocchie sono buonissime…

A volte le illusioni sono irresistibili. Ma poi… alla fine… non sono forse tutte illusioni ?
Ain’t they all illusions after all?