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Between Sunrise and Sunset - 31 ° puntata

Hello dear reader.
be honest. Yesterday at 17:59 until I had a desire to do many things, including writing the week went by, the various high low of trivia questions and answers that I receive from self-evident given the fact that globalization is robbing me of the holidays , the phone calls, change of residence, sporting event, social event twice, the sun and the rain ... but then you get a story, one that you already know, you'd expect, which should not surprise you, and instead ... amaze you from being surprised, of finding oneself to feel a bit ' of discouragement, even though when you stop to think in a detached manner you can understand that it is bullshit, you're gone. And even if you repeat it now the worm has found its home and the house of cards comes down.
And what can you do?
Or is there to contemplate the actual ground that share the bed, into a modern vision of Level Principe De Curtis, with spades and flowers trying to recover the money between the cups upside down, or you roll up your sleeves, rims to recover what has been saved and began to build a new castle.
I think about it.
Ok.
the boxes we have, maybe some routes out of life, but recoverable. The goodwill is low, but I hope it will increase with the passage of time.
Then we begin to see what you can save.
of this week unless some good advice, given by someone who I think has really done it for my own good.
save the film that I went to see the movies. Children of the Stars. A beautiful Italian comedy, full of attoroni and characters. And next to laughter, maybe you will also think and reflect on what happens around you.
Save the feeling of being more of a group that is forming slowly.
Rocky IV and would save the dream: "If I can change, YOU CAN CHANGE EVEN THE WORLD CAN 'CHANGE."
save the babies cinemas showing the film without thinking about the penny, but the good of the world.
Save the feeling of harmony I feel when, after trudging up the hill, the road descends gently and only thought is the road that runs under the soles of shoes.
Save the coffee breaks and the laughs that break the moments of the gray working days.
Save the good food in front of the company, where he is greeted those who leave with dignity.
Save the genius of Elio e le Storie Tese and the speed to do satire.
Save the sun rose to find the Langhe giving me a little 'heat.
Save the attempt to eat food from another culture to end up as usual to eat the usual local dishes that go against every idea of \u200b\u200bhealth consciousness. Save
friends who have patiently waited for my arrival, with innocent alas late, recommending not to run.
Save the bed at home, where he laid his head on the pillow that's the end to start at the time of the rise from the blankets. The things we throw
for now put aside, that you never know who profits return in the future. Dear Reader
I wish you good things this weekend where pagan rituals are mixed with the Saints to bring joy and remembrance.



... chasing the sun ... And even

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Between Sunrise and Sunset - 30 ° puntata

This week we go to pigeon-hole with the other, as weeks passed, even if you have had some small difference. Unlike the other began with a Monday in Milan, spent in the new headquarters to accommodate bureaucratic issues, review some of my colleagues, chat, and attend a meeting. Would be all right if the meeting there was also the Orc, or if I was not able to discuss with him, but his cast by Al Capone distracted me and my good intentions are skipped. Fortunately, a moment of clarity has allowed me to silence me before the nth bullshit heard, while the rest of us yawned.
This "clash" ruined my good feeling I was able to build during the day, but luckily not enough time has allowed me to chew on too. There was a suitcase to make a start at dawn to set up.
Tuesday I wake up early and left for office. Traffic acceptable, and even the fog goes away. Office life is just hectic. It is to prepare for yet another meeting to settle the usual squabbles user and so on. When I finally return to the residence, place a couple of things, cooking, eating and sleeping. I get lost so the performance of Nevruz or leave the cinema. But I'm really tired.
Wednesday, refreshed from sleep I get back in and produce. Things obviously increase, but in my head formed the idea of \u200b\u200bgoing for a Sgambati, and this thought with me and supports me. I was finally given a desktop computer, so I have to leave my seat and occupy another, smaller but possibly even more ambush.
It's getting late in this round also, but now the worm has done its work, and even if I discover that I have the shorts, I conclude the evening with a beautiful Sgambati.
Thursday morning and one of my fantasies is about to take place. In the lobby of the residence looking for a blonde and a passage as I can tell the place and pretend to look for the car keys, the head of the residence gets up from behind the counter and says,
"THE LORD MUST BE IN AND AWAY WE MUST WALK! "
Struck. The blonde
sadly walks towards the north while I, with my hands in my pocket, I go to the south.
arrived in the office I discover that the fate of working has also wanted to put the load 11. So mark me rolling up my sleeves and produce produce produce. When
are now in the hour of overtime, for others, to write mail to decide which right and left Rocky 3 deserves more attention in work and I'm going back to my slice of cheese.
And although the film is dated, and perhaps the least famous of the series, I enjoy it like it was the first time.
Friday my only thought is to go home. It is fixed in my head. Work great vigor, and even when the user is stupid shows for the umpteenth time, some colleagues I rinfilano their quarrels, too, seem a little 'Rocky: head down and on and on.
I can miss my good intentions just 15 minutes away and home. Traffic is a bit 'but more sustained slide. Everything is fine until they arrive at the barrier. We are 3 in the lane I have chosen. With viacard we should want a second, but then goes down the driver of the first machine. Has problems but I do not know if the ticket with the card or the motorway. They spend 30 seconds down and the passenger. I see that after a few tries this hits the button to call for help, but nothing. From the second car down a lady after trying to park ... She stood between me and the first and did a maneuver that seemed to suggest: this is my car and woe betide anyone who touches it. I guess the reverse situation and I do very carefully. I can go right in the box next to the passenger of the first and decides to experience the thrill of crossing all the toll booths to go for help.
breaches the barrier, two shy with the toll they have decided to reproduce the historical passing between Hakkinen and Schumacher with me in the part of Zonta at Spa in 2000, and like him, while the two ran towards goal which I do not know I was filming a live .
Take the ramp to my house is pretty much parking. A collision in the third lane has created a blockage worthy of the bronchi of an influence.
just steps away from losing all hope to get home, when I grow the event and division. House, in my head there's only home.



... chasing the sun ...

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CNC Cake (Chocolate, Nutella, Coconut)

My first publication. : D

I decided to call it: "Cake CNC" or Chocolate, Nutella and Coconut . All this to tell you of a classic sponge cake with cocoa and chocolate and coconut flakes and coated with a little icing sugar and coconut flakes. For me it is a pleasure to dive in!

my recipe I used a rough, because after so many mistakes I did as a baby, I came to my strength, certainly very similar to various sponge cakes. Approximate because I started making cakes with a mold Ø 22 cm (do not laugh, I had that at home and I did not mind because all the top we had a disappointment after another in the kitchen: D

Then the ideal mold for a 22 cm diameter would be for a classic sponge cake (3 eggs, 200 grams of sugar, 150 grams of flour, 100 grams of butter (I put it less, just the amount remaining for buttering the pan), 1 packet of baking powder (which is why I will die I always leave a bit 'in the bag, because I seems too)

But let us: D

In this case, precisely a sponge cake with chocolate size (diameter 26 cm) I used:

INGREDIENTS

For the sponge:

300 sugar 5 eggs 150 flour

(Poor, I will put roughly 130)

3 tablespoons cocoa powder (I use fresh, but you can choose according to taste) butter

100 (taking a little 'for buttering the pan) 1

sachet of baking powder

For the filling:

a jar of Nutella (nutella or imitation) from 400 grams (almost all will go away, it will remain just a bit 'in the bottom of the jar)

coconut flakes (2 tablespoons)

little coffee

To decorate:

flaked coconut (about 3 tablespoons) powdered sugar

(3 tbsp approx)

PROCEDURE

For the sponge:

Preheat oven to 180 ° C for 15 minutes

Cut the butter into rectangles tablet, preserving a pat for greasing the pan (about 25 g) to facilitate the dissolution.

In a bowl beat the eggs with an electric whisk, gradually add sugar, continuing to whip with the whisk.

Sift together, uniting, flour, cocoa and baking powder in bowl of eggs.

Butter with a knob of butter (25 grams) the pan (Ø 26 cm) and pour the mixture, level, so that does not rise too much.

will have passed the 15 minutes, otherwise he will miss just two, bake in the middle floor / top of the gas oven for 25 minutes. (If you have other types of the oven rack, cooking time and levels are very different)

Just finished cooking remove from oven, leaving the oven on and make sure that they cook with a toothpick if it comes off clean, the cake is cooked Otherwise, Ultimate X a couple of minutes. When it is cooked, turn off the oven, hold the cake in the oven for a minute or two at most and remove the pan from the oven. Let cool on a wire rack.

For the filling:

Once the cake has cooled, place it on a serving platter and cut along the circumference, so you have 2 disks. Remove, gently, the first record (top) and wet the disc with a little less coffee sponge cake (not because they need it, will come out soft, but just to leave a slightly perfumed taste, even if you do not hear a lot).

Spread the Nutella (nutella or like) and sprinkle the coconut flakes. (It would be better to put them together, chocolate and coconut, for a more intense aroma and mix well. Overlaps the upper disk and cover with very little coffee to make it slightly fragrant and so that the powders will be adding more later attack. To form the points blacks mixed with white spots.

To decorate:

Strain sugar icing for a homogeneous and fine writing, not following a line, but at irregular points. Go to the waterfall with her hands in coconut flakes, before and after the blank spots on the icing sugar.

good harmony with the CNC Cake (Chocolate, Nutella, Coconut)

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The 3rd of November at 18.45 participation in the TV show "Music is true or not,"

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My (hopefully) good start;)

Hello everyone! And here I am
here, with my first post, after so much indecision on creating a space on my blog!
Excuse the time, but the entuasiasmo was infinite! : D


PS: I will be happy to find the comment and someone who will follow me with curiosity!
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I anticipate a good awakening! : P

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Between Sunrise and Sunset - 29 ° puntata

Dear reader, I'm still here. Here in front of the monitor buttons to press and put words together to tell my adventures, but this past week perhaps deserves more a story of what happened all around that he has lived through your consultant with charm and suitcase. So I could tell of the Italian soldiers who lost their lives in a distant land instead of feelings of sadness that I take every now and then, clashes during the match with that of Italian Serbian, instead of the sports event, the liberation of miners Chilean rather mundane event, the criticism of Santoro instead of phone calls from my head; recount of the votes in the Piedmont or the umpteenth boring job entrusted to me, I could do it, but I would go to distort the inner meaning of this section. So, dear reader, prepare to read of yet another week spent in the hills of the Langhe.

Monday I'm in a long time to do again in the passenger travel from Milan to Alba, I'm new to chat about work and everything else with my colleague. The traffic makes us slightly late at the office, but really ridiculous stuff, but enough for me to say to my entry: "DO NOT REMOVE THE COAT THAT WE NEED TO GO TO A MEETING" by the new sales manager. It goes without saying that I never received any notification of chance and not even know what it is going to speak. Are therefore current in the short journey between the home and the office where we will host the meeting. I'm so thrown into the midst of technical discussions and information flows, developments and exceptions. Ala end I'll also write the confirmation report about the meeting. Back at the office I have to retrieve a job left court Friday night. He seems to have a certain urgency.

returned in the evening in residence collapsed almost immediately and I wake up it is already Tuesday.

Tuesday flowing between one thing and do another. And in the stillness I do not even realize that it's late and watch the sporting event on TV instead of living it. Corro in residence just for the kick-off, but that does not exist. Among a jumble and the other the event goes up in smoke and I do not just have to go to sleep.

Wednesday I live all pending mundane event. Ah yes. You go to dinner at Rivoli and meet old colleagues with which I began my adventures. In the fear to come later widely in advance, while the latecomers do not deny history. You chat and we can see that some things have changed while others remain the same. Alas, like a new Cinderella must flee and return to Alba before it is too late and we all turn into pumpkins, but see old colleagues made me really happy.

And here Thursday. Finally conclude the tedious job that I had been entrusted. I do my preliminary checks, a couple of tests, and then go into production. The new manager is stunned to learn at a time not by the office, I finally finished this enterprise bibbliche. I'm so bored activities they can not even take the invitation of a colleague for a night out. I apologize and say that I can not lose Rocky2.

Friday. Nothing but the latest demonstration of the stupidity of the ogre, who SINCE present at a meeting convened last week, he, call for help when it is at the exit of Asti-Cuneo. Fortunately he is very hierarchical, and then, when I was a level below that of my colleague, are not considered. My colleague, after 2 minutes of call is already black. The call will last about ten minutes and will leave a layer of nervousness that will continue throughout the afternoon, until, in the evening, we called for an alignment on what has been said. This is done during a cocktail offered by the administrator, because if it were not for the ogre maybe we should have to settle for a phone call.

Together they share the parking office. We forward the administrator, with the ogre behind. Three time round and we lose, and say that the colleague is contained with speed. Call to hear what has happened and find out that they stopped at the pit stop. Without further hesitation the fellow pushing to get home and meanwhile engaging in yet another analysis of what has happened, again reaching the same conclusions, but this is not more work history.

... chasing the sun ...

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Between Sunrise and Sunset - 28 ° puntata

Dear reader, excuse the delay in the "post" yet another guide to another week, but this weekend I spent some time 'to me, a little' to my family, a little 'to friends and a bit' to sleep.
week has seen ups and downs, there was the movie night, sporting event and the mundane, the meeting was a surprise, the prosecution unjust el'ennesimo Rocky. A lot of things, but let's put them in order.
Arrival in Alba As is the custom on Sunday evenings. Frugal supper and to bed.
begins Monday in a gallop. Adjust here, there system, put this here, and this is the time for the worse. Luckily I'm prepared, or at least what I think before God Pluvio decides to demonstrate his generosity with gimlet of rain. A colleague, moved with compassion, lend me your umbrella shower at least mitigate the result of the storm. Tuesday
time begins to recover and I see some 'sun in my future. Meanwhile, prepare the party for the departure of a colleague, or rather head to Luxembourg.
I can go out to a time almost decent to eat quickly and get to the cinema on time. I'll see FEAR NOTHING, the film tells the story of our beautiful country inspired by the song of the singer Correggio. The film looks like a book whose pages are not fully written, but that leave the viewer can fill in the gaps with their own experience.
Wednesday I find myself in a surprise meeting that adds a little 'sun on my adventure. At the end of this usarne I'll have a bit 'to avoid a diplomatic incident that explode in a few groups of colleagues who the buck to each other. Luckily I can do the peacemaker and win yet another Padula. I can still type a bit 'of physical activity that serves at least to take away that feeling of having lost some' real life to keep up with the bullshit.
Thursday pointed out that they had not come task correctly. Checking and simply shows that the activity be done when I was not working here or after my speech, then it was the fault of others, but all system. In the evening the feeling of loneliness gets a little 'feel, and the desire to see friends at the door. I can hear a couple with whom I organize my hours from Milan at the weekend. And then there is Rocky with his charge and buon'umore salt. And
arrives on Friday. Day awaited by all because it is the feast day and the trip by bus. Yes, by bus. A colleague has the license and the knowledge to have and drive a minivan. But before we tell the story of the van need to write back home of my colleague from Turkey.
was all calculated, but the flight is delayed. My colleague, my SMS updates of new information, and when I can not send your message I check the flight on the internet.
A couple of phone calls during the trip airport office and merit at least one indicator at least when I get this phone call:


Hello Hello, where are you? How are you? I can not speak

"I think" But then you call to make
are in Asti. Click.

At the end of the day we are all outside the office to go to the restaurant. For convenience, we have decided to take a bus I do not know why it makes me a lot of fun. Brings me back to the time of school trips and happy atmosphere that wound when we went to class in the walls of the school but around what was then the world.
During the trip, because it is an actual voyage to count curves and ups and downs.
Dinner and jovial and fun. We also reaches the fiance of the head, directly by Luxembourg. Eventually someone runs a few tear.
The evening then concludes with a return to the residence, where he hosted a couple of colleagues.
From here the story is only those who were there.



pursuit ... the sun ...

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Between Sunrise and Sunset - 27 ° puntata

Dear Reader, now becoming scarce the incipit. I wrote over a hundred reports on my travels around, and just this past week was to be decisive for my future in the city so famous for its truffles, and instead did nothing. And to say that I was ready. Monday morning I present to you a little 'ahead, clean-shaven, combed ... okay so to speak, and scented with the new suit, and I find that the meeting was postponed. And while I find all this, my colleague is traveling to Istanbul. The day passed so lightly if not to arrive before the announcement that the operator has been replaced by the DSB.
Yeah. You back the Orc, but said he is much weaker than before. The news is certainly no pleasure, but to think of it is an excellent opportunity for a rematch. And with this new mantra affront week.
movements begin in the office because there will soon be a change in command. Now the assumptions are reduced and there are more and more certainty. Who will replace the head, the arrival of a new colleague, or at least his quest becomes more and more insistent, farewell parties and means of transport.
Back home collapse. The whole weekend I get tired of me like a freight train. It is not over yet
Tuesday usual routine, but I do not know how late. Now get out on time is not nearly as part of my DNA. I find only a half day that a colleague is absent due to illness ... Who knows where my head. Perhaps behind a new business that has nothing exciting, but it must be done. Luckily I still have a standing part of the Luxembourg, which was finally launched in test environment. To celebrate the evening by
Culicchia character. Dinner in front of the television to watch X-Factor. This is because I have no omelette with onions, beer, belch and free game to see, or seem more the accountant Ugo Fantozzi, which actually look like shapes. Wednesday
day of waiting. I await the answer of the outcome of user tests, waiting to speak with the manager to have clarification on certain passages of a program, look forward to the bullshit Orc. You latita, the head is engaged but does not betray the Orc.
Here's his phone call with stupid questions. Premise, the Orc is well known to have for the arm and then the fleas at all. I hear a voice calling for the description of my expense account. It also asks if I have to pay for housing where I live in Alba. I respond calmly and quietly, and bulldozing when the questions point to the cost statement of my colleague. For those not accustomed to the establishment of the cost, know that one is reimbursed only for expenses that sustains and justifies the pieces (ie receipts, invoices and receipts), so questions made no sense, except that you would understand if I put in expense or strange things that I tried to take advantage of the company. This is to let you know, dear reader, how much confidence has this character to others.
admit that the call a little 'puts me in a bad mood, and brings excitement to the colleague, who with a beautiful mail aseptic puts him in line.
To take away the frustration of the call to decide the sports event. I leave early enough to go to the supermarket and ran.
The fact that it is already dark makes me prefer a path that runs along one of the main streets of the city, which is little traffic at that hour. Too bad that a passage in danger of being hit by a driver who forgets to all the roads and highways. Negotiate the roundabout without giving priority to cars that are already in accelerating it to anticipate and risk of investing the victim, me, through the stripes.
Fear is all but arrived only ten minutes after the fact, when I focus that I went right by being invested. Back in the apartment
refreshing shower and light dinner. And then to bed.
Thursday sonnechioso seems to pass. He returned from his colleague a few days where lightning is going to pick up the new car. At lunch we all get stuck in, having taken him a coupe, and we do carriage driving through the streets of Alba with the excuse of going to lunch in a local part part of the city.
are now resigned to do later today and tomorrow, as it has not arrived yet for the OK to bring the project into production Luxembourg, but then at the last minute ...
puts me in a breath and night in the office doing anyway I can finish everything, so as to save on Friday.
Friday and I'm almost on vacation. The day passes with ups and downs in the office. It's my turn to take the car to go to lunch, and do not show with my proverbial capacity in the parking them on the right side of the road, so that a motorist moved to pity me that is going out there and parking is a bit 'more spacious.
goes without saying that on the left, contrary to almost the entire human race, the car comes to my perfection, but now there is no one to look at me, not even the lady with the super SUV trying to ram. In the afternoon
then looks like a stampede, and at 18 I become a nightmare brunette. I dropped the pen and run home.
forgot, after so many unnecessary mail this week came the super boss of the mail client to thank the work done.
Sometimes it takes very little to feel good.



... chasing the sun ...
ps This was also a week departures and arrivals. So to all of you goes a big hug and hope they always find a reason to smile.