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chocolate cake panettone

INGREDIENTI   PER  6  PERSONE:

feltro in due colori per le fette

feltro in due colori per il ripieno

feltro bianco per la panna

feltro rosso e verde per la fragola

feltro bianco e arancione per le fette d'arancia

start ....

from the pattern we get the pieces for slice

2 pieces of basic

2 pieces side

a piece for the back

sew a side view of the foundations to

sew along the back of the slice

fill with wadding

close to other points in the slice view

Now let us to decorate the piece with the tastes we love

strawberry and nutella for me ...^__^

the slice is now ready-made ...

repeat this for 6 times

apprestiamoci and to decorate the cake obtained

sew cream in the center of the board, after

marked to fix 3 layers of felt

after sewing cut out the excess (This always do this later, for best results

as the layers may move)

attack on the edge of the slice

pass the tufts of cream

after they pass the cut line on each point of the model

mettiamo una piccola pallina di ovatta all'interno

e tiriamo il filo fino a chiudere completamente

foto pessima! Mi scuso ma l'effetto si vede uguale

ora possiamo assemblare i vari pezzi della fettina d'arancia,

attacchiamo pure questa sulla fetta del nostro dolce

e oplà....la torta è qua!

Chiedo venia!

 Nella fretta di vedere l'effetto finale ho dimenticato di fotografare la realizzazione della fragolina,

 (anche io mi lascio prendere dall'entusiasmo)

credo che non ci siano problemi a realizzarla....ma nel caso qualcuna ha bisogno di chiarimenti...

I'm here!

Good luck to all and I do not recommend abbuffatevi too!

= P

ps

for lovers of bears, the free pattern, easy, easy

of these funny guys can be obtained from the shop of dreams

Today

Port Royale 2 Update 1.1

Abstractions


Now that you're gone and now you're back

creep while you look around.
In a little 'you with his finger raised and a syntax
controversial judging
analyze
thinning
immobilize recent years.

E ti ho detto dei recenti silenzi:
mi hai risposto che erano troppo
rumorosi.
E mi hai detto che insopportabile
e' il lento trascorrere
del tempo appresso senza un pugnale
che blocchi il passato alle sue responsabilita'.
Magnifica e furente eri mentre squassavi il
presente e infierivi sui miei ricordi.
Mi hai amato? Ti ho amato?
Ci siamo rincorsi?
Ci siamo persi?
Eri senza di me nell'altro tempo
quello che tu dici di
bilanci?
E ti ho detto che non di bilanci
di analisi rilette
e affettuose sino alla morte
e' ora il momento.
Questo e' tempo di astrazioni,
di follia immediata

for me and for you to embrace a single wrong


love to be remembered as that, no doubt find a reflective
of us and 'disgust.
Now that you're gone in my eyes

and you're back for the last
delay.

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breath, my sense of the last part of Italy

"Europe, which begins on the north by frozen rivers and peoples from clear thinking and without dizziness after the great leap of the Alps, it bloats, this way, the Mediterranean and ends slowly Sicily. Europe that ends here in Sicily. " Vitaliano Brancati

Seven anni fa l’ultima volta, alla fine di settembre mi sono fatto “buttare” sulla pista da biciclette che chiamano aeroporto.
Sette anni fa ho fatto l’ultimo bagno sulla spiaggia dell’isola dei conigli e ho abbracciato il tramonto:

ci penso adesso perché qualcuno mi ci ha fatto pensare, qualcuno mi ha ricordato un film, un regista e un’isola.
La storia del film RESPIRO è l’interpretazione di una leggenda, che anche io ho ascoltato a Lampedusa, dentro qualche bar o seduto su un muretto vicino al porto.

Ho detto leggenda ma chi può dire dove essa inizia, dove dies to become reality? You have my word, under that sky, in front of that sea and that light borders merge and become thin: it is easy to go guys and believe in fantasies that we are born into it. And you must believe me when I tell you the same way, from Sicily, there are places where the sea feel it even if you do not see, Trapani, Siracusa, are like that.
Lampedusa is this: as soon as we hear the foot rests on the breath, the look of the sea.

I like to think that the title of the film sensazione.La Crialese was born of this story is that of rejection and misunderstanding, of a disappearance and a love strong as the rope holding a boat bound. E 'then the story of a return and repentance: truly believe that is the story of every human being by the sea. But the story, like so many others suspended between reality and imagination it is not nothing but a way to spend the interim time until sunset of the day and waiting for the new one. Blogger met a long time ago I reported in Lampedusa, made me become a migrant to the contrary, my country has so many sides to allow me the luxury to emigrate to it. Wherever I go I carry this sense of an ending and a possible start: a compendium of beautiful lies.

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enough time

I would say that is spent enough time, how much should be to resurrect themselves.
Nothing I have written over the last four years really is reviewable, except in minor details and not qualifying. That is why I sign up again to the circle of bloggers, but in my own way.
Republish all littered with fury at what I have at least a dozen blogs and so many lives.
For an indecent sense of play and forms of writing will do the same in some other Blog: same content, music and colors.
I have not changed, nor is it the so-called blogosphere: on many things I keep the same opinion that has been gradually forming over the past two years. So this time I assume that will come to see me in the same anguish.
will change depending on the blog some small / important little things such as moderation or lists of other bloggers. There is no particular reason for these choices, but this time I would like to have fun too. If
publish some empty heads I see no reason why I should not do it.
The other beaches which have foundered on my words I will indicate here: I prefer that some are meeting for the event in memory of some meetings "withering" along the streets of our lives. Happen sooner or later to land on some of them and say "But it is la stessa sabbia!".