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passacaglia by the old master Buxtehude.
corn maque choux. He
Dominic Chocolate!!!
Mama Ganache chocolate
Angleterre Hotel,
Aficionado my ass ... I just love to smoke cigars
lima means, non-dairy
Daniello, you do not like the bread? Eat! ...per favore, have some pasticcio di gnocchi alla boscaiola!"
"As long as you don't ask me to repeat the name," Dan replied.
Luna Amato chuckled. "Charming boy."
"Handsome, too," Dan said.
There are still a lotta nice Sicilian boys in New Orleans. (A nonna's advice to a zitella.)
Carquinez Strait
Denise Donatelli is a musician's singer!
In a village of La Mancha, the name of which I have no desire to call to mind, there lived not long since one of those gentlemen that keep a lance in the lance-rack, an old buckler, a lean hack, and a greyhound for coursing.
Luchesi cannot tell amontillado from a sherry
Even though his name was Norberto, everybody called him Alberto, except for my grandmother, who called him Alfredo.
La Closerie, in Ansouis.
They make their fortune who are stout and wise,
Wit rules the heavens, discretion guides the skies.
[Lat., Che sovente addivien che'l saggio e'l forte.
Fabro a se stesso e di beata sorte.]
Whoever is not too wise is wise.
[Lat., Quisquis plus justo non sapit, ille sapit.]
Venice once was dear,
The pleasant place of all festivity,
The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy.
In a village of La Mancha,
You're that lady," Leo said. "The one who was named after Caribbean music."
Her eyes glinted murderously. "Caribbean music."
"Yeah. Reggae?" Leo shook his head. "Merengue? Hold on, I'll get it."
He snapped his fingers. "Calypso!
The Gatlings at Santiago.
stomata. The guard
The pesto and angel hair are warm in the bowl on my lap, the fragrances of olive oil and basil blending the exotic and familiar, equal parts sunny Tuscan hillside and hometown dirt. A meal like this makes you want to live forever, if only for the scent of warm pesto in January.
In Monterey, at the small airport rental agency, he hired a vomit-green Ford Tempo. It was an offense to his refined sense of color. The Tempo's tempo was satisfyingly allegro on flat roads but a bit adagio on the hills.
The new Filipino President's name had become a saucy joke: 'Corazon, aqui, no?' That is: 'Darling, let's do it here, eh?' Or, if the words were stressed differently: 'Corazon, aqui? - No!'
Noli me tangere; for Caesar's I am.
anglepoise lamp.
Whiz Galliano whip whip the Armani In the drip drip lick lick like a lolly
Venice, that capital city of dream and intrigue, that double city (one above and seemingly solid, one below, wavering and reflected in the waters), which never disappoints ...
Don't you feel like a little glass of rum? It's Cuban, like all the good stuff that kills you.
E canchis amnia.
Everything from shells.
Trevisan is one of the few Paso Robles producers to recognize the potential of the region's old-vine Zinfandel, which he blends with Syrah and Mourvedre and labels with fanciful names such as Problem Child, the Outsider and Cherry Red.
Cuerdos, he says. They're sane.
I recognise Santangelo's dad, who saves police brutality for when he gets to his son.
Montovani? They play Montovani to insomniacs that don't respond to strong drugs
Devo farmi le ossa is how they say it in Italian. I need to make my bones.
FOR SONIA SANCHEZ
Prickomo fucking cocksca. That bastard old arsehole-fucker.
assembly at Piacenza of deputies from a number of
!Cabron!" [Mariposa] stomped her foot. "Hijo de puta."
Hard to believe that she was two centuries old and not the young girl she looked and acted. Like Peter Pan, she'd never grown up.
The werehyena Casanova strikes again.
Mr. Cuervo and I - and all of his Mexican cousins are no longer on speaking terms
Maserati. Coco's beloved
I like Sicilian food. It's real peasant food.
The opposition Prevailingwind Party led by Alfredo Traficcone
Maria Canals-Barrera is Cuban and from Miami and I'm part Cuban and from Miami, so needless to say she became a quick friend.
Chippy, pulling his hand from Rilla's. Rilla
I'm an Italian girl from the south who's very passionate.
I have shamed Mr. Cuervo
Esperanza, that you,
The greatest contribution to the Mexican table imaginable
Some genius of the South
With blood-hot eyes and cane-lipped scented mouth,
Surprised in making folk-songs from soul sounds.
To live in Venice is like being domesticated in the heart of an opal.
In Miami, there's a Latin flavor, and I just love every bit of it.
My all-time favourite classic use of ricotta is in gnudi: fluffy, cheesy dumplings of almost ethereal, feathery lightness.
I just sat there, craving gelato.
Roberto Cavalli is a great designer. The Just Cavalli brand is very sexy, young and cool. Each collection is very contemporary and colourful; it is clearly for the younger generation who wants to have a trendy look. It's the first fragrance that I have ever done, so it's a huge honour!
Can you speak Espanol?"
"Si."
"I think you're lying."
"What difference does it make? All I want is warm sunshine and sand between my toes.
gin daisy, which
Le spine della rosa sono nacoste dal fiore: the thorns of the rose are hidden by the bloom.
Patria o muerte! Motherland or death! Cuba si, yanqui no!
ceviche. It was a summertime staple at my
It's Kahlua, Sage. Packed with sugar and coffee flavor.
che c'entra questo con le stelle? What has this to do with the stars?
My son loves my carbonara. I've tried to master that recipe - it's very simple but very delicate. Once prepared it must be eaten quickly.
Pusillanimous. Talisman.
I have always wanted to go to Trieste because it sounds like tristesse, which is a light-hearted word, even though in French it means sadness. In Spanish it is tristeza, which is heavier than French sadness, more of a groan than a whisper.
MRS. REYES FARROW.
I'm a big salsa fan!
Marie Laurencin.
Uniden Homepatrol
La lingua non ha ossa, ma rompe il dorsol... The tongue has no bones but can break a man's back!
I'll go to Santiago.
And the banana tree a jellyfish.
It's a poorboy sanditch,' Roland said. 'With lots of mayo, whatever that is. I'd want a sauce that didn't look quite so much like come, myself, but may it do ya fine.
I make a bomb vaca frita. It's like a flank steak like with the ropa vieja, but it's fried with garlic and lime. And I make a really good picadillo.
Cristal go by the cases, wait hold up that was racist
I would prefer the Aces, ain't no different when you taste it.
A 40 ounce to chase it, that's just an understatement.
Landowner of those parts. An archway to one side leads to a church, the Madonna del Carmine - Our Lady of Mount Carmine. Narrow stone steps run up the hillside, flanked by closely clustered two-story stone houses with red-tile roofs. For centuries, the paesani of Roseto
If you're Mejicana or Mejicano and don't know who Pedro Infante is, you should be tied to a hot stove with yucca rope and beaten with sharp dry corn husks as you stand in a vat of soggy fideos.
See, food I can talk about. I'm Italian, I know the food.
grande latte, double espresso, Italian blend, light on the froth, heavy on the cinnamon, with a shot of raspberry?
My name is Skippito Friskito. (clap-clap)
I fear not a single bandito. (clap-clap)
My manners are mellow,
I'm sweet like the Jell-o,
I get the job done, yes indeed-o. (clap-clap)
Chicken or shellfish gumbo, usually a side. ("Sopa de" means
She's my Tallahassee lassie down in FLA.
Victor Wooten is the Carlos Castaneda of music
My favorite thing is Spaghetti with white clam sauce anywhere on the Amalfi Coast or the Tuscan Coast.
Rosabelle - answer - tell - pray, answer - look - tell - answer, answer - tell.
Lorenzo Gambini, I presume? Or would you prefer to be called - "
"Sir," I cut in before he can say Scar. "You can call me sir, if it gives you the tingles. Otherwise, let's just stick with Gambini.
Levante have gone fourth in Serie A. If anyone can tell me what part of Italy Levante is in, please call. I've no idea
Romesco with asparagus is simple and brilliant.
Bayly, to say that he died down in the Guadaloupes ... of
THERE CAN BE FEW delights in the world as pleasant as a Siracusan spring. The fragrance of the lemon, orange, apricot, almond and peach blossoms pervade the city, enriched by the moist, salty sea breezes. On
Bellport. A podium.
Somewhere in la Mancha, in a place whose name I do not care to remember, a gentleman lived not long ago, one of those who has a lance and ancient shield on a shelf and keeps a skinny nag and a greyhound for racing.
Milan. What a beautiful place to die.
Rosa had achieved the sort of serene and confident happiness that Tamsin had never really known. She was connected to Roberto in a way that made Tamsin long for something similar. A man with whom she could share all parts of her life, someone to be her equal and her inspiration.
Taleggio is the perfect cheese to melt over a warm dish.
Buckler, a lean hack, and a greyhound for coursing. An olla
Perdonare
"Forgive Yourself)
Werowocomoco was
Good-bye bilauta