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New yarn 2011!

Come promesso, eccomi di nuovo qui Amiche!
Vi presento le primissime tonalità del 2011... vi ringrazio ancora per avermi aspettata tanto, e spero che le novità vi ripaghino della lunga attesa :)
Vi avviso subito che la prossima settimana ci saranno nuovi arrivi, pertanto restate in attesa!

Comincio subito col comunicarvi le nuove regole di acquisto:
Le matassine sono lunghe 8 mt. e costano 1, 20 Euro cad.
Per ordini superiori alle 20 matassine , il prezzo è di 1 Euro cad.

Per ordinare vi basta scrivermi una mail qui heartstitchdesigns@alice.it

Le matassine esaurite e riproducibili ( elencate qui ) sono prenotabili con un minimo di due matassine per colore .

Le spedizioni saranno effettuate a mezzo prioritaria (non tracciabile) o a mezzo raccomandata (sicura e tracciabile), con un prezzo variabile a seconda del peso complessivo del pacco.
NON effettuo assolutamente spedizioni in piego di libri, in quanto occorrerebbe lasciare un lato aperto per ispezione postale e di conseguenza… Addio matassine! :(

I pagamenti vanno effettuati tramite ricarica postepay (e paypal per l'estero… Non accetto bonifici o assegni, mi spiace) di cui vi fornirò i dati al momento dell'ordine.

Detto ciò, non vi faccio attendere oltre… :) cliccate per ingrandire!

Apricot
(arancio albicocca e marroncino)

Pansy
(violetto, giallo chiaro e verde chiaro)

Peppermint
(scala di verdi, dal chiaro allo scuro)

Red Cherry
(rosso fragola e bordeaux… Uno dei vecchi colori, lo ricordate?)
ESAURITA!

Sundae
(pink and chocolate)

Wisteria (blue and dark purple)

What do you say, you like ?

I hope so ... So for now I greet you my dear ... And I give you an appointment next week!

Happy Stitching!

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La mia prima raccolta - J'adore les macarons

browsing here and there among the various sites in search of succulent recipe, I found myself to store millions of notes about the beloved Macarons. Both phenomenon to be considered at the time, whether they are truly appreciated and adored, I had the insane desire to create this collection. You are then ready to participate?
Since then I've also skipped the first birthday of my beloved blog (due to urgent visit to the delivery room .. even if on purpose!) Well, what better opportunity to fix it?!
you notice immediately that they are my very first collection and then I apologize in advance for lack of gifts or anything, but it would be rather difficult the task of establishing a real winner in this case .. because the end is based on the submission rather than on the recipe itself ... but in future I'll try to fix so do not desperate!
Here, specifically, what is the collection "J'adore les macarons":

• will be accepted all the macarons recipe (also posted already and more than one)
• will also be accepted based sweets macarons (sbizzarritevi!!)
• the collection will end April 25, 2011 (you will have two months) will also participate
• who do not have a cooking blog by posting recipes accompanied by photographs tanadelconiglio@live.it
• each prescription must be accompanied by one or more photos

What to do?

• create your recipe complete with photos and publish it on your blog or send it to tanadelconiglio@live.it
• leave a small comment on this post pointing out the link of your accomplishment
• expose the banner below to find your blog and prepared in the recipe (with links to this post)
• if you like, but is not required, add you to my supporters .. I'd love to!

... And then of course spread the word ... the more we will have more recipes to make these delicious!

Oh I forgot ... at the end of the collection, you will create a pdf that you can freely download, con tutte le ricette realizzate!

Siete pronte?? Vi aspetto numerosissime!!

PARTECIPANO:

• Macarons cioccolato e vaniglia di Magic in the Kitchen
• I famosi e temibili macarons di Biscotti rosa e tralala
• I macarons di Christophe Felder di Mon petit bistrot
• Macarons al caramello al burro salato di Mon petit bistrot
• Coffee lollipop di Recipes barbaric
• Macarons with lemon cream of The tarte maison
• Finally Macarons of Grandma's Kitchen Sun
• Macarons fishing The house of peaches
• Chocolate Macarons of The sweet Caia

Guy Tuxedo's For 2010

Pane dolce pere e cardamomo

Deliciously fragrant! Here's how I would call this little delicacy, this dessert an intense bouquet and vaguely oriental. Moreover, the cardamom is one of my favorite spices, but I'm biased because I'm a crazy lover of all the spices in general. Usually I do not dedicate myself to the sweet fruit. They are more like my mom's specialty (remember here find his brand new blog of cuisine awaits !!).. .. I usually have more for the sweet "chocolate", "those of 3000 calories per slice. But this time I could not resist the combination of pears and cardamom .. already thinking about it I liked it so much. I will not tell then when the smell of this cake has invaded the house! Now I like to call it more "sweet bread" as I had done in the past that bananas .. because in the end I think it is much more suitable for a nice breakfast, sliced \u200b\u200band savored slowly, perhaps with a hot chocolate (I do not deny ever!)

Ingredients:
125 gr soft butter at room temperature
125 grams of brown sugar 2 eggs lightly beaten

250 grams of self raising flour ( or the equivalent in weight of flour + baking powder) 1 teaspoon
ground cardamom (or powder) 4 tablespoons milk

500 g of pears (about 2 medium pears)
1 tablespoon of clear honey (for garnish - optional)


Preparation In a bowl beat the sugar and vigorously soft butter, cut into small pieces and above room temperature. You will need to make a soft and fluffy. Stir in gradually the egg lightly beaten. Stir and add the flour sifted with baking powder, ground cardamom, and milk while continuing to mix well. Put hours by one third of the pears that have previously cleaned, peeled and cut into chunks and add the remaining coarsely crushing the mixture.
Butter and cover with parchment, a cake tin and pour the mixture smooth the surface. Enter at this point the slices of pear that you have kept aside, sticking on the surface of the dough. Fate then bake in a preheated oven at 160 ° C for 1 hour and 15 minutes - 1 hour and 30 minutes by controlling the area with a toothpick (which must be dry). Remove from the oven and let cool for 10 minutes, then carve the edges slightly with a knife to gently pull the cake. Put it on a wire rack to cool before serving and sprinkle with the honey.

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8 years. Satyricon

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8 years.
Someone occasionally have the courage to see me jokingly that are almost always sad, even if I add a "last" in my sentences.
It 's true, it is never the last period. Now I am 8 years old. On balance, the bulk is started from there. Not all situations are resolved in a couple of days. Not all situations you can solve them.
The funny thing is that I do not recall that beginning with next to nothing! I remember the general feeling, I remember some sporadic scenes, I think all three, but I do not remember anything else. And that is a childhood memories (well, teenager) has several. But sometimes things happen that changes your life forever, and sometimes are times when, suddenly, you find the world upside down, sometimes, as in my case, there is no bang, but a high tide: you know you will, then arrives, engulfs everything in the morning and at night he goes back. My high tide, however, when she returned the next night, nobody ever went.
The first time, eight years ago, has changed everything. It 's true, after having messed up, messed up and turned the lives of everyone involved, it seemed all over ... but never came back as before. The sense of anxiety, fear, nervousness, the concern is not if they have never gone, have continued to hover on my little kingdom, day after day. Then, three years ago, everything has turned again and this time permanently. The sun has set, the water has risen and remained so throughout, including storms and darkness, an occasional ray of moonlight, now is not seen in a while '. And it will not be seen for a while ', while waiting for the last tsunami that will sweep away everything. Then everything will be different, once again, but as it never was.
strange life: 8 years to hope, sometimes even to believe that everything could be solved and find yourself not wanting to see it end. As if enough the thought!
8 years where I learned to lie, to pretend, because sometimes they really are the best things to do, where I was amazed at how our body can turn against us, and I'm angry about how difficult it is if not impossible, to use our will to control something, the years when I figured out how to hide your emotions but not how to control them to prevent them from exploding, 8 years where I tried to control everything in the vain hope of stopping at least part of what I was trying to grasp and, instead, was slipping through our hands. 3 years of disillusionment and anger, 1 year without the acceptance of awareness, 3 months of blackouts, expectation and fear. Certainly I would not be a sixteen year old bouncy and cheerful in any case, I had the usual teenage complex, the usual arguments with her mother, the reproaches of his father, the anger with her sister, etc. ... but not so. So
reproach that I always feel like a joke, no matter how I try to find humor, does not make me laugh, because if I could reset everything, bring everything back to normal, I would without a moment's hesitation! But you can not, I can only keep these 8 years knowing that most likely, to my face hurts like hell to admit it, will not become 9 and will end just as nobody would have wanted to see them end. After coming back to breathe again, like, But I do not know and to be honest, just thinking about that time I find intolerable, because it implies that this was the thing that nobody would ever happen, but, unfortunately, can not hide forever behind a vial of morphine.

"All I have, all I need, is the air I would kill to breathe
Holds His Hands in my love, I'm still searching for something
Out of breath, I am left Hoping someday I'll breathe again"