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It 's a phrase I always heard since I was small, and that in the years of adolescence and first love I had put up so as to exclude a priori the boys tall, blond-haired, blue eyes just because nothing like my characteristics. The fate then wanted to marry a blond with blue eyes but that's another story, perhaps for a post dedicated to the "boys" or, as it surely will end up being for a post where we women, I first we vent a bit ' criticizing the ways to say / do / be / eat / buy our companions, even if it is a little 'how to shoot the red cross!
you remember the Disney animated film "101 Dalmatians"? I loved the bit where Peggy and his owner walked around the city noting that almost always end up dogs and owners look alike in a striking and, in some cases, even embarrassing.
What has this to do with food? I must tell you that one of my favorite pastimes in grocery stores, supermarkets and markets, is to look at what's inside the carriages of persons. No, not un'impicciona first class, call professional bias, but I am sure that seeing the good food that a person buys one can understand many things and, not least, very often the owners of the trucks look like a lot of food contained in a cart.
The word assimilate, not surprisingly, comes from the Latin to similarly that make such a thing ourselves, and if we are what we eat, you're a bit 'to see the photos that I put below .
Tell me what's the difference between the two photos: none!

And I was good with the second photo on the internet is worse ...

the supermarket the other day in a row in front of me was a very worthy family of the truck which carried: chubby granny looking panzerotto filling of frozen ready to heat in pan 5 minutes, father and belly plywood (see photo above), equal to 5 lt keg of beer to be tapped for fun at home watching TV, skinny mother (do not be fooled, there's the trick) resigned-looking, with a blank stare and the ' sad just the same all'insalata in an envelope already washed that certainly is part of the ritual "diet DIY = take off and I only eat bread and pasta salad, two babies, a well-fed and fat, which is identical to the 5 packs of hot dogs with lots of big tube of mayonnaise and ketchup, the other more similar to the thin and breaded fish sticks but completely unmanageable and splashed as the family pack of cans of soft drinks and sodas. In the other case was a classic line college student far from home, green face and tired, he had just bought canned tuna and pesto ready to cook those that are a must for all students, or pasta pesto and tuna sandwiches and tuna sandwiches and pasta al pesto (I swear I saw them!).

Behind me was a working mom with little time to prepare meals with bacon sticking out of his jacket and followed the little girl with chubby round face and pink chips in the cart had to be done in the oven because it is more read (and of course, who knows who I made him come already, if not the fried outer crust?) very similar to the mother and medallions of ham mixed with who knows what other ingredients were identical to the face of the child.

But what a supermarket or a museum of horrors? unfortunately now the difference between the two places has thinned a lot. Same thing happens to the macrobiotic restaurant where Salvationists who suddenly face a greenish-gray to fear, guilt of excessive exclusions from the diet of protein foods of animal origin without the proper replacement and the right combinations between legumes and cereals to secure a plant protein very similar to that of animals.

I'm sure the next time you go to the grocery cart will watch with curious eye of your neighbors, with the hope that this is a stimulus for you to improve the quality of food in your cart.

.... I forgot what I look like? in my shopping cart you will find fruits and vegetables of all colors, pasta and rice and organic whole wheat flour and pulses at will, milk soybean and oat with football and my beloved fresh anchovies. To sum up you!

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the shadow of light

there is a place of reflection in the mirror,

where I want to meet you.

there is a place in the folds of that reflection,

where speeches take the size of flare.

'll meet you in this place,

deity, spirit, essence, energy ...

this morning I spoke with a woman,

could not forgive it for its banality.

there are people who can not hear,

is their shield against reality.

is their alibi.

not be fulfilled all the people.

when you know yourself, and stay to watch you, not growth, we contemplate.

know yourself and overcome. every day!

ten times a day says Zarathustra,

exceeded.

not enough awareness, is the action.

free and instinctive action.

teaches me the wolf zen, I forgot

somewhere to make room for another pass

distracted in the mists of life.

open hands in the rain. and pray.

pray for the world for its balance,

his desperate and unbreakable habit

accept the shadows.

and I find the wolf guide, leads me in paths,

through the forest, and accompanies me to find

the glimmers of light filtered into the darkness of the bush

.

and dust and insects in dance,

and life ...

animals do not know how to lie, because in nature there is only one truth

without blemish

single reality, the total balance.

an inherent balance that makes the nature

the right order, the right way, the perfect direction.

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lightning flashes and hail storms north

tonight you're dead.

mourning and I was expecting this for some time.

is curious as I know of your departure.

I was convinced, that you would die this time too.

and every time you die you take away a bit.

your hook sharp clings to my flesh.

a torn piece of skin until it sells.

the flesh is torn at first, then fills

of purple blood.

a blood sweet nectar for the language.

tonight you died and you left a piece of skin

useless. a piece of useless flesh, drips from which

unnecessary blood.

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big hands - dichotomies

me, the synapses. I molecule, the I neuron. I is a free body! I'm vibrating.

with these hands trembling, the gentle caress of the world, with very sharp nails, arrival in the deep.

tear away the flesh to this miserable existence, manipulate minds to distract consciousness.

write a thousand words away a billion years and then ... nothing!

feel powerful and inconclusive!

try to say just words away. distant, hands, hands fail me. and then disillusion in these delusions that they know in a hurry. martyrdoms for atrocious that nothing in mild m'è MISUSE parade of wagons crowded with strange animated dancing figures. the night when sleep is far from happy. Actually, I love you! you reign supreme truth and your goddaughter, is disguising a thousand fashionable clothes. port skimpy corsets and hair odoran fishing has lovely hands and tenacious grip the soul awakened.

hands, my hands fail. elongated soft hands on instances of forgotten pleasures.

defaulted my curiosity.

unresolved desire,

unfinished storyline,

unknown outcome of this landslide, which led right to the valley and drawings and paintings at night, and nursery rhymes, and carpets of notes, thoughts born already empty. it conveys emotions and intentions, while I was free in my miserable, relentless, attractions. while the body demanded more respect, while I thought I had a desert in my chest. while women with the pleasure of my game while dodging the whips of the precarious state, while the profane hand in this shroud celavo. between printed photos in the dark, taken in other contexts. as the sun warms me in the daytime, clear sky from clouds that tired, that white women are gone with the wind in the north. clear sky gives me warmth, and the living dividing my sweet, peculiar languor. widen the palms of the whole force, I offer them the light, by leaking energy in the channels of the body and feel that burn! arms, then the rest .. in the heart and mind, it spreads the immense, chaotic, this harmony.

fool of a poet ...

you are a martyr of love.

grant, grant, grant!

then remains alone with your mad fervor!

do at night, spend the complete emotion ...

drunk and lost ...

poet, you idiot! the rush will be your grave!

romantic

be incomplete, with virtue to child remained strong.

poet, I say, a poet, you're crazy! wise but so are you crazy!

confused with the emotion you embarrassed you're crazy!

tell for years! Are you crazy, crazy. totally insane!

voice of the soul guide me!

because you stand there on the sidelines when I lose mind and deeds become fatal?

you say you are crazy but I well know!

crazy that I live and so die!

I will die chasing stars,

I want to stay on this skin a rip, not a caress

who loses meaning,

not touching you crave, but leave my mark!

an indelible mark and pure.

a sign hidden and long lasting.

scar in the liver!

blade into his belly.

I've uncovered and I am explosion,

in the brain have a splinter stuck,

a foreign object that nobody ever went!

nothing but the breeze ... storm!

with wrath and passion!

I told storm!

is that these words resound like thunder!

storm!

every molecule! each neuron! I will bare

killing me with these crazy feats,

desecrates the reason, the reason I fuck!

serving the sick logic!

the irrational: my one envelope!

my ludo, my joke, my tune,

played the violin with perfect trill.

you and I say, "Are you crazy poet?" I do not want to believe your unworthy sneer!

poet I am so mad, mad and rebellious!

in the absence of gashes on the skin,

I'm delighted to leave grooves in the wind ...

hands ... I fail hands, to write at night inhuman torture ...

I fail to hold strong hands, drawing on blue coat ...

hands ... I fail hands, laugh out loud ...

I miss tomorrow, I miss the pleasure of twisted limbs ...

I feel hurt ...

plan ... plan ...

I hear digging ...

my limbs tremble.

not betray his eyes.

wait still a poet.

my name is Riccardo.

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I choose (b) I!

Last Saturday I went shopping at the organic supermarket. As usual I put my daughter to sit in the cart together and we started our tour from the shelves that give off a heavenly scent to me, a mixture of exotic spices, freshly baked bread and clothes hung out to dry in the sun . Maybe blame or credit for this mix of perfumes but the first instinct is to grab and put in the basket anything to try again once the feeling of being back home. It is with this positive spirit that we are going to the grocery store, thinking that a shop like that I just can not contain potentially harmful foods or not at all in keeping a healthy diet. I headed to the display of teas, a whole wall of colorful confections from which almost magical waves and know that there are lots of herbal teas for both adults and children that contain "flavors" (ie chemicals), and fennel. We regret to inform you of a recent discovery by researchers INRAN (National Research Institute for Food and Nutrition) who posted on "Food and Chemical Toxicology" sull'estragolo study, a natural substance contained in the seeds of fennel and, consequently, in teas and sachets of instant snapshots that based on this ingredient. The press release states that "estragole In 2001 he was recognized as a genotoxic carcinogen and European level, so that the addition of flavoring to ban processed foods." How come we keep getting seeds and teas on the market without the box there is a hint at the doses given and use not to exceed the consumption? Mystery! It seems that estragole creates problems only when consumed regularly and in excessive doses, so it was not recommended for children under 4 years of age and pregnant women and nursing mothers. If you want to read the full press release can be found here .

then I head to the department biscuits and snacks, "where usually the mothers with babies stationed at least 10 minutes and where, in my opinion, are what I call the bio- worst offenders. Let's face it, often to fool consumers just put on the package a nice green field, a country house, the sun shining and a cow lying lazily holding a blade of grass in his mouth, and immediately associate that product excellence, health and genuineness. Just turn the tables and read the packaging of ingredients to understand that organic snacks (less pesticides separately) are equal to traditional snacks are concentrated calories that children do not need, are made with refined flour and a little matter to me if the flour is spelled bio because it's still a poor food in nutrition! If you keep in mind that the ingredients on the label are listed in descending order (ie the one present in greater quantities than most poor), you will be astonished to read that many snack foods have sugar as the first ingredient and, again, just me Whether it is cane sugar, organic sugar is always! There are cakes that call themselves "spelled" spelled then when is the fifth ingredient, later refined wheat flour, sugar, eggs and chocolate ... Among the dozens and dozens of cookies, I found only one type containing only whole wheat flour Spelt and a few other ingredients, but to my surprise and disappointment, it disappeared from supermarket shelves. I asked for an explanation and they told me that some products do not keep that brand so I thought it over and under there should be some unjustified increase in prices, because otherwise you can not get rid of the only decent biscuit! Moving in the "condiments", despite my reporting over a year ago, I noticed that they still linseed oil on the shelves and not where it should be refrigerated to not stop the cold chain and thus cancel the beneficial effect of omega 3 fatty acids. They explained that the problem lies upstream because it's the same manufacturer that has the foresight to sell the oil bottled in dark bottles to protect the essential fatty acids but does not care for anything to keep it at low temperatures.

Since Saturday is a day of shopping in the afternoon I did a bio-going to find the pitfalls in the supermarket "normal", one of those so-called retail just to be clear. To my surprise I saw that the shelves are built on long green flag to indicate the presence of organic products in a way that simply looking out between the various lanes is much easier to find organic products and shopping in decent time, but once we spent at least an hour just to find the various products lying around. Obviously here in the department biscuits and snacks, "not even the trace of a product containing only whole wheat flour, wheat nor barley nor, lots of snacks with sugar in the first place, but the bucolic and attractive packaging. The bio-biggest scam is then represented by biscuits meant for us women who are health-conscious and we are obsessed with fiber, even were the Greek goddess of Panacea in person! In the list of ingredients heads "wholemeal wheat" and for a moment think that after all worth spending the beauty of nearly 3 € for a confezioncina of these cookies, but then is denied by the words put in brackets, which specifies that "wheat flour" means wheat flour refined by adding of wheat bran. Horror! We deal in a refined product for a full and healthy wiping his consciousness with the later addition of the bran that has certainly the same benefits that he would if he were still part of the grain of wheat. The department pasta and rice Fortunately, there is at least a brown rice and between different shapes of pasta, we spelled the word organic and full of nothing but ..... I wonder why!

In conclusion, we consumers have the power to decide what to buy (I choose!). If a product is appreciated and bought hardly disappear from the shelves, if not one but dozens of people instead point out the lack of different products, maybe someone will take the trouble to put on the market. Choose organic, I recommend, but do so using your head and keeping an eye on the table of composition of ingredients and the European brand of organic must be present by law on the package (I choose organic!)

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Noise for me is smothering detritus.

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the end of our world

... today at 12:35 in a complete state of stagnation, without any solicitation, the "LA" of my guitar is broken. the other strings remember him with sympathy ... it was a Saturday morning in February, the air was clear, the sun, the ideas, the joy of a new day.

forget the fierce battles of the previous months, abandoned the thorns from his chest and hands. the spider was there in his place, in the hole next to the window, off a light wind, called for the storm. then the oranges off the trees on either side of the courtyard, dotted my vision of a languid glallo.

windows, men drink coffee, all looking out. caffeinomani a group of men, to fix a single thing: a dog. lonely and wandering like a summer storm. wandering and wandering like a traveler abnormal areas on mystics.

in the sky, the scent of meteors. trails reddish flickering fireballs and lightning, and light, so it was a storm. the trees began to dance, and the insects come out of their holes accantucciate, buzzed, legs, my spider looked at me pity, begging me to open the window and join his cousins \u200b\u200binsects. all men rushed to the window and startled the hot black coffee on his shirt, in exploding a prevailing disharmony desperate cry of amazement ...

the end of our world, gentlemen, had just begun!

all men ran by her companions who love small little old wives older husbands. animals in celebration and danced merrily. distracted mosquitoes buzzed in time with beetles in his vest, flies courted lopsided bees, wasps and stinging envious! clouds in the sky of insects and birds dance, choreographed in natural unimaginable. the trees gave the rhythm to life, and the wind flowed in crevices of buildings whistling the words of the spirits.

puffs its breath relief. blazed trails in the sky of the inevitable. scenes of panic among humans, who went from here, who was there, who came up the stairs, who zompettava, who screamed, cried, saying, "That inglorious end, how to leave this way?"

"Fool!" they shouted the more nihilistic. "We are fortunate, we are the only men to see it!"

and horns of cars derail trains, planes crash, mass insanity, suicide, live, life goes crazy without criterion, while the insects continue to dance in the sweet remedy for disaster!

approached the stars, reddish and steaming, adorned with trails and threatening. was close neighbors, experts said, were quite far said the optimists, we're screwed, said the realists, we are doomed, we're doomed! there is no remedy!

but when the mass is now close to a sudden, we saw a trail in the sky multiforme, a dog, a horse, a man a woman, a wind, a monsoon, lightning, a sunbeam, were the nuances of eternity. impossible to tell who has not seen that huge uncontrollable relentless all appeared there in heaven, clothed with almost entirely, to cover the spaces, vastificarne the vastness, immense and far and near this unimaginable, "beyond" had everything, appearances and forms. said in a sincere voice, "my everything, my love, brother. my love, My tears, my damnation. I can never feel alone when you threaten to get rid of this? I speak, in my every event, they are spirit, god, reincarnation, are life, are all are philosophy, I'm right, I am question, I am the way! Awake or mass intact and happy, you are everything and all are finished. but nothing is different, as complementary, you are a whole, do not forget! So why celebrate animals and trees sing and abnormal genes, you miserable, filthy crazy miracles, and killed and scream and die of fear? I'll give you another opportunity, because I care about this eternal life and playful malice, to have fun so that you understand grateful unto me, but next time I will be more deadly, the next is the last that we cross the street! "

launched ultimatum earth smiled, there was a great delusion, but a joy to share. gettaron weapons all countries, Genstar s'accolse peace with the different, and the bees and leaves and the sun and wind were our only universe.

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RAGE

sometimes arrives.

is anger.

the anger that wells up unhappy and constant

like a wound that can not help but bleed

.

anger, which fills the hands and cheeks at night.

anger yeasts, in slumbering silence

old fears in unhealthy behaviors

ALL MY

is perhaps time for the meditation session ...

time of peace, and the interview ...

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Diesse Conference (School Curriculum and Innovation)

"A school that speaks to the future"

16:00 Tuesday, February 22,
at Aula Magna Istituto Magistrale "Ainis E.", via Frere - Messina
public meeting: Prof. Fabrizio Foschi
, National President of Diesse
Speakers: Prof. Mario
Centorrino, Asst Regional Education and Training Dr. Roberto
Monteforte, CdO Eastern Sicily
Vice Chair: Prof. Serenella Scuto responsible Diesse Sicily
The presence of the prof. Foschi is an opportunity for a comparison on the changes taking place in the school from innovations introduced by the new school system and offers the possibility of a wider debate on emerging issues involving the world of education.
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Messina to Sicily, Territorial Area for the Province of Messina

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how proud and humble in his eye

peers than to the vacuum

face and he howls and barks

in the mist dark

ch'agli ears of fools

aroused fierce fear

but of howling there is little to fear
an old song he paints
in moonlit nights
pale and vast that we behold
that fills the soul and hearten

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not Tell Mama ...

... to take soy milk, oats, rice or at most one barley, a cup of tea or a soft, but not the cow! Anyone who knows me knows I'm not a big fan of cow's milk even if I drank a few years ago, as does every morning, most of the Italians at breakfast. Then, when I teach courses or seminars, the milk is absolutely the issue that prompted me to deal more and that it raised more discussion than any other topic. They know something the mothers of "Lilliput" where I just kept Course survival food that are left helpless after the first lesson in which I destroyed one of the certainties of their breakfast and the usual diet of their children.
We come to the point: because I've got so much with cow's milk? First of all there is to say that milk is not a food but an accretive in nature serves to double the weight of a calf in the first two months of life.

That said, we have to add that almost all of the cows' milk consumed in Italy is milked from cows that live in large factory farms, and then for reasons of health and hygiene , prophylactic, veterinary drugs and treated with antibiotics. Obviously, you know, end up in the milk we all slag and waste of drugs metabolized by the animal and ends up also the pus that the animal has produced a result of infection that was treated then. And we drink it quietly, while we make a fuss if a nursing mother takes drugs, does not eat well or not go regularly because of the body so the child through her milk to drink even waste, toxins and drugs. We are the only species that as adults continue to feed with milk, and in addition to a species different from ours!
One of the most common food intolerance in Italy is that cow's milk, and this simply because it consumes too much and too often.
To metabolize milk requires the presence of the enzyme lactase in the intestine, and the data that should make you think about 80% of world population suffers from lactase deficiency, an enzyme that naturally reduces their levels in the intestine after 5 years of age. If the missing lactase, undigested lactose reaches the intestine, causing bloating, cramps, diarrhea and flatulence.
After several years of outpatient experience, I found that Italian mothers rely on cow's milk not only the task of nursing the children but also to pamper them and make them feel loved, a bit 'as if it were a projection of the breast milk prorpio that lasts for years. Another stumbling block to be overcome to break away from cow's milk is then represented by the fear of low calcium intake. It 's true that cow's milk is rich in calcium, but when it entered our body to be metabolized there "ripping" literally calcium oxalate from our body leaving us so deficient in this precious mineral for bone development and strength.
We then assess the situation: the milk is an augmentative and not a food containing residues of pus, drugs, toxins and hormones and is counterproductive to the absorption of calcium.
I believe that there is now more clear my "no sympathy" to this white drink.
overcome the obstacle of the lack of psychological understood as an extension of breast milk, try to figure out how to get a supply of calcium from other foods.
are calcium-rich foods as tofu, soy beans, sesame tahini, almonds, arugula, radicchio, sage, rosemary, turnips, chicory and dried figs.
good source of calcium are algae, which can be used in cooking to flavor pasta dishes, soups and vegetables.
Then there are foods enriched in calcium such as soy milk, rice and oats with added calcium. One recommendation: if you use these fortified drinks, make sure that the added calcium is of plant origin (preferably from algae) because calcium is assimilated by our body only when it is first metabolized by the plant organisms, and this is why the mineral calcium in the water is not retained by the body.
Given that most mothers are always worried I will make you a sample menu without milk and dairy products but it gets to deliver the recommended 550mg of calcium daily for children.
Breakfast: 1 cup soy milk enriched in calcium (150mg)
50g of wholemeal bread (25 mg) coated with 30g of sesame tahini (245mg)
Snack: fresh fruit
Lunch: a first course with a portion of vegetables (80mg)
Snack: fresh fruit, plus 30 grams of almonds (70mg)
Dinner: a second plate with a portion of vegetable protein (80mg)

Excessive consumption of animal protein also leads to an inevitable loss in the body of calcium, which is taken from the bones and expelled along with urine.
Finally, the proportion of calcium in our bones stabilizes at around 30 years, which is why it is essential to educate children from an early age to a healthy diet. The only advice is good to beat osteoporosis daily exposure to at least 30 minutes of light (not sun, but sunlight) and a healthy walk briskly for 30 minutes at least 3 times a week.

In conclusion, cow's milk should be consumed in moderation, it is absolutely preferred to biological origin and should be given to growing children. For all others it is best avoided, since we are too fed and we do not need augmentative, plus taking into account that milk causes domestic production of mucus which is then to wrap our internal organs, and in nursing mothers, instead of increase their milk production as once believed, does nothing but cause intestinal colic in breast-fed children!

Ah, I forgot ..... cheese? are nothing more than evaporated milk ... you pull the money.

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Noise is the arsshole of culture.

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Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

sounded so the music coming out of paleontologists from the small radio when, in 1974, found in Ethiopia, the skeleton of a female specimen of Australopithecus afarensis later renamed Lucy. And 'now the news of the discovery site of the Ethiopian town of Hadar is a fragment of the metatarsal bone dating back 3.2 million years ago well. The news caused a sensation because the bone fragment in question would present an arched shape, typical of a foot can provide ambulation. This finding then move over 1 million years dating back to the walk upright, so far attributed only to ' Homo erectus lived about 2 million years ago. That our body was the result of ancient evolution is well known, but it is always fascinating to think that between us and Lucy the similarities are very strong, considering that there are still people in which the curvature arch support is not perfect (the so-called " flat foot ") and who thus have difficulty walking and posture, just as our hominid ancestors.

not hide that, after reading the article in the discovery of the fragment of bone of the foot Lucy, I looked at my feet with new interest and awareness of being provided with a tool to the gait of the most complex and effective in nature, and I wondered if we really Homo sapiens sapiens we are exploiting its full potential, or if our so-called wisdom has led us in some way to "forget" our kind of bipedal the light of a growing effort it takes to invent systems that avoid the use of the foot.

If you think about it every day feet to press pedals we use more or use devices, which in some way, impede the full use of our legs. On the other hand, you do not feel that the advice of doctors who recommend walking 10,000 steps every day for at least a real exaggeration if you think that pedometer in hand, I walked 3000 steps a day I done aerobics for 1 hour and a half, a walk of two hours and I threw in the trash two blocks away from my home! After all, a body that is not used, is an organ that is destianto disappearing over the millennia of evolution (that we no longer have to queue because we do not move more from tree to tree) and if we think that we move from the waist down very little, which will be our evolutionary destiny? Once in the film depicting the aliens with huge heads and small bodies because they were thought to have a brain evolved tremendously, but we humans can not even say that! Maybe they were right in that the designers of the Pixar animated film Wall-E we have depicted as floating above salsiccioni large ships equipped with every comfort, including high-calorie bibitone.

talks about power: what to eat Lucy? Fruits, roots, insects and lizards. And it bugs the protagonists of the last meeting World sull'insostenibilità FAO warns that the future of farming and meat consumption promotes the consumption of insects that could "help reduce world hunger, exploitation of agricultural land and production of greenhouse gases resulting from the herd of cattle. " Usually consume crickets and sea snails, land snails and crustaceans, but turn up their noses at the sight of a plate of fried crickets and spiders, or worse, ants and maggots in corpses.

In essence, if we are to evolve and become extinct, the answer is in the past. After all, if there is Lucy failed to reproduce whose features certainly not stood for grace and femininity, we modern women should not have trouble seeing our side we have the discovery of makeup, clothes and shoes with heels. Maybe, next time we go out with a guy, we could take him to eat fried crickets, but parking the car at least a half hour walk from the restaurant!

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De gustibus ......

From an early age I have always been very clear in my tastes, in terms of food, clothing, movies and buddies to play with. I still remember the hardship that caused me to introduce myself three years in public with any outfit that could unequivocally labeled as a "female" and the despair of my mother and my grandmother's determination to cucirmene that instead of all shapes and colors. I also remember the good feeling that I had to eat the strawberries and enjoy all the way to keeping them long in the mouth to be able to have more seeds as possible before you swallow them. And what about the omelette without eggs? Well, yes, my tastes in food did not foresee the presence of eggs in cooking so I asked my mother a special omelette without eggs made just for me, and the poor child was forced to make these omelets hiding in the kitchen because he had to add an ingredient secret (which were nothing more than the eggs themselves!) and then see me eat them all satisfied in spite of my brother, who instead ate an ordinary omelette. Who among us has never made any of these quirks with food? Children, you know, are precisely labeled as capricious or picky whenever disappoint the expectations of adults who presented with a new dish and can be seen punctually reject the offer. What does depend on this waste? but tasty! I know it's hard to believe but the taste is something very personal, something intimate, for most of the times but absolutely inexplicable reversible! This is demonstrated by the fact that over the years I not only learned to eat and also to appreciate the eggs, but the same has happened with foods such as garlic as a child I hated it seriously.
no accident that the Romans used to say "de gustibus non est disputandum" thereby closing the bud any talk about the tastes of people.
receptors of the tongue or the taste buds, they are able to recognize the four main tastes "sweet, salty, bitter and sour," and, although still excluded from the texts of physiology, the taste "umami", which is what you feel mangiango fluid vegetation and the taste of tomatoes "fat", the recent discovery of a group of Australian researchers.
Here is a map of tastes that are felt on the tongue

You can make a cute experiment, with your kids: take the tip of the index finger a bit 'of table sugar and place the index in the back of your tongue, in the area where you feel the bitter taste and see that you will not feel any taste! moving on the same index on the tip will experience the unique taste rather sweet.

Taste buds are a real organ, are cared for and made to maximize their potential. Not everyone knows that the taste bud is at its highest development and perfection of an individual about 10 years and female. Fortunate then the girls who find themselves in the mouth a real tool but refined in almost all cases not only is not used but it is ruined by improper eating habits.

precooked foods, pre-packaged, salted, fast food, snacks and fats in general form a sort of invisible film that coats the tongue and its papillae and then going to preclude the sensory functions and flattening a definitive taste personal. What is compromised is the palatability of food, it all tastes the same and, therefore, if a food does not contain the right amount of fat, will be automatically rejected by the individual. They still call tantrums? I would say no!

The way to get rid of this awful film is long but not impossible, to draw a slow, deep diet changes aimed at the consumption of simple foods, not refined, full and full of different flavors together.

drink carbonated water is wrong is for the stomach but also for the taste, and the requirement that at times it feels to get a glass of water gassatissima is born from the need to degrease the language of this annoying patina and return to feel, briefly, the flavor of your food in your mouth.

Think about it the next time you brushed violently brushing the tongue with these next-generation, or that we put in our mouths mouthwash bomb anesthetizing effect that makes all the mouthparts for half an hour. Take care of your taste buds, after all if we try taste in life is thanks to them!

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I'll give you the pangoccioli!

I have a small little sister who is 11 years old and, like all kids his age, goes crazy for snacks, especially for pangoccioli Mulino Bianco. Those who, like me, has little more than 30 years ago certainly part of the build-snack, that we were the first teenagers in the history of the world to eat pre-packaged crap that the incessant television advertising has given us the best possible food, consumed even the beautiful little family that lived on duty or in a beautiful country house or inside a dilapidated lighthouse ... the fact is that today these snacks are still the master and reign supreme in the hit parade of the tastes of teenagers, teens, tweens and, alas, even the youngest children.

My brother and I, fortunately, at that time we were only partially touched by the phenomenon snack and I still remember with pleasure the home-made snacks prepared by the mother or grandmother on duty with bread and jam , a slice of homemade cake or my adoratissimo bread, butter and anchovies, which would certainly horrify today's youth (it is to be noted that the anchovies were put in salt in the house and had nothing to do nothing in terms of taste with those that you buy oil at the supermarket).
However, to please the cognatina came to visit us, I bought it over and over again pangoccioli of the mill white, but the enticing image of the box where you can find a paunchy sandwich chock full of chocolate chips just disappears behind a alcohols whiff of odors that are felt to just open the plastic bag! And then, after all, chocolate chips I'm not as numerous as in the drawing .... and if we read the nutritional table we are in the worst enemies of health: white sugar, white flour, milk, salt and chemical flavorings!
I decided to make me alone the pangoccioli and even I wanted to exaggerate and I created a gigantic mega pangoccioli, that is a form of bread with lots of chocolate fondant .... mmmmggnammmmm!
Here's the recipe:
-350g of whole wheat flour organic
-130ml of soy milk organic
-100g of dark chocolate organic fair-trade
-70g of extra virgin olive oil biological
-60 g guarapo (full sugar cane organic Fair)
-1 + 1 organic egg yolk for brushing
-10g fresh yeast
-1 pinch of salt
Dissolve yeast in warm milk. Pour sula pastry flour, sugar and salt and pour in half the beaten egg and oil. Gradually add the milk, yeast and knead by hand for 10 minutes so that bread dough is not sticky. The chocolate chips or reduced to the desired size cubes should be added in the last minute of mixing. Put the ball in a covered bowl and refrigerate overnight. The next morning a little remix and let rise in a warm place for one hour. Put the dough in a baking plum cakes and brush the surface with the egg yolk and bake at 200 degrees for about 40 minutes. If you prefer to make mini sandwiches, cooking time is reduced by half.
bet that children and also adults will find irresistible this tasty and healthy alternative to pangoccioli that has the true flavor of the bread (and not sweet at all) and inside it contains real chocolate! If
then enjoy freshly baked hot .......

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Aaaaaaaahhhhhh puntarelle

of you not familiar with chicory? outline of the typical Roman cuisine, are nothing but the tops of chicory, very difficult to find outside the borders of Latium. In the Marche
usually found only cicorione or cultivated chicory that has nothing to do with the mythical puntarelle that both the Romans are crazy. Having married a Roman doc, during the years of engagement, when we were only two and dinners were just an excuse to take him by the throat and get him to marry me, I have tried several times to prepare this blessed puntarelle impersonating the cicorione (which I had carefully cut) for tender shoots of chicory, but of course I have always been discovery. Despite everything he had ever eaten not feel sorry for, he always ended the meal as they do grumbling that the chicory in Rome, do not do anywhere else!

Peering here and there among the market stalls of herbs in my town, a few days ago I came across the typical specimen of the bunch shoots of chicory that you can see in the picture above. Imagine my surprise ! plug from the enthusiasm I shelled out the € 3.80 to the farmer and ran home to groom very carefully the many recipe books that the Roman laws were concerned to give me in order to finally propose to my house even this famous delicacy Roman . Like any self-respecting old recipe, there are infinite variations, I chose a simple one that we reproduce below.

For 2 persons:

sprouts 1 bunch chicory

1 clove garlic

1 salted anchovy

balsamic vinegar and extra virgin olive oil plus a pinch of salt for seasoning

Peel and wash the sprouts for good. I have tried in vain to recreate the characteristic curl that can do the housewives Roman chicory cutting with knives with great skill and appropriate and I are content to cut into pieces of approximately 2 cm. Prepare the sauce in advance to be paid by macerating in oil over the anchovies and finely chop the garlic, cut into large pieces. Pour the sauce over the sprouts add the balsamic vinegar and season with salt.

can not imagine the amazement and surprise my husband to see this beautiful outline stands on our table the other day! His silence as he chewed with taste were more eloquienti any compliment he could give me.

Did you know that chicory is great to clean the liver? all foods have a bitter taste in fact contain substances that help the liver work better and not overloaded, and it is no coincidence that the season of spring is one with plenty of vegetables more bitter as chicory, artichokes and arugula .

will these beautiful sunny days, it will be that winter has really tired, but I already feel spring in the air and my body feels the need to shake off the drabness of the winter months and be reborn, taking away the dross that the long winter has left us not only the skin but also internal organs.

And you already feel the spring? let yourself groped by chicory? I think so!

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Meeting with Henry Tiozzo

Dear friends, I am pleased to bring you
aware that February 10 will be at pv meet in Messina, Milazzo and Dr. Patti. Tiozzo Enrico, Chairman of the National Federation of Centres of Solidarity.
This gives us the opportunity to potergli seek help to understand more about the sense of charity that we do and the works derived from them.
Therefore, we will have a conversation in the form of public meeting at the Rotunda of the Palladian at 18.00 on February 10 pv on "From Charity, works" . The meeting will be preceded by a screening of short film "Those 18 steps" that explains how to operate a Centre of Solidarity.
Friends of CdS Messina

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Dinner Invitation lovers pro AVSI

Dear friends, the Network of Supporters AVSI Messina on February 17, at 20:00 , is organizing a charity dinner at the "Priest's Mouthful", located in Messina in Via XXIV Maggio n. 48.
The purpose of this event is to raise funds for projects that support AVSI in various parts of the world.
find attached invitation to dinner the cost is 30 €.
Places are limited so you must book early by sending an email to: alfredluciano@gmail.com

or by calling Gianni Magazzù number: 090631817 Thanks

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XI National Library of Medicine Day Forecast

' gives a drug to those who need it '

XI National Day of Harvest Drug

Charity changes your life

Saturday, February 12, will be held in throughout Italy, Sicily Monday, February 14 with the exception of pharmacies that are in office, the eleventh day of the National Library Medicine. By going pharmacies displaying the poster of the Pharmaceutical Tour, you can buy and donate a drug dealer who now lives on the edge of subsistence (7 million 810 thousand people, ISTAT data relative poverty, 2009).
The initiative, organized by the Fondazione Onlus Bank in collaboration with the Pharmaceutical Society of Works - Social Works, will take place in over 3200 pharmacies in 83 provinces and distributed in over 1,200 municipalities and, for the first time on the same day, even in Spain and Portugal.
Saturday, February 12, pharmacies that exhibit Poster of the Day National Gallery of Medicine, about 10,000 volunteers will explain the initiative to the people. The same drugs, in relation to demand authorities assist, advise the type of drug dealer (that does not require a prescription) that are most felt the need. A benefit of the initiative will be over 420,000 people who daily are assisted by 1,312 charities affiliated with Banco Pharmaceutical throughout Italy.
In 10 years they have been collected over 2,010,000 of medicines worth approximately € 13.1 million. The
Censis 2010 has identified the nature of social and economic crisis in a loss of libido that occurs in every aspect of life. We have less desire to build, grow and pursue happiness. But who or what can rekindle the desire? The experience of positivity and abundance of Christian charity of which we are subject awakens and sustains our desire and allows us to offer everyone the day of harvest of the drug. An act of generosity and sharing that helps the poorest and that rekindles those who participate, creating a new subject. " The Pharmaceutical
Bank Foundation Onlus is intended to help poor people responding to their need for pharmaceuticals, through collaboration with the realities of care that operate locally in order to educate man to sharing and gratuity.
Day National Gallery of Medicine is held with the patronage of the President of the Republic, under the patronage of RAI Social Action and the Public Foundation Progress.
We thank the pharmacists for the economic support the initiative and Anif (National Association of Pharmaceutical Industries of self-medication) that contributes to the success of each year, with major donations. We also thank
: testimonials Cevoli Paul and Claudia Penoni, Mediafriends, Sky and IGPDecaux. For more information

Pharmaceutical Press Foundation Tour: Francesco Lovati 334/6408185 ufficiostampa@bancofarmaceutico.org
Provincial Delegate of Messina, Giuseppe Di Benedetto 3922690038

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slowly ...

enter a spark white ...

in the landscape of my despair ...

action!

reaction ...

set the tension.

punctuation mistake yet I know, I will not change

,

m'illuderò ...

m'illuderò ...

have found the sun in a flame ...

m'illuderò to be me to the nth degree ...

but the world will know of my soul,

in the folds of existence,

history unknown to most people,

a name that is not a name ...

is a door to the curiosity

always suspended in a valley of questions

as night, dark

my obsessions,

in the sweet knowledge that go far ...

the sincerity ...

as therapy, the truth

how to care for this planet corrupt

reality, clinging to the neck

that makes you breathe.

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Cruise 2011 Port of Messina Messina

The CdO eastern Sicily, at the request of some members of Messina, has reached an agreement with the Port Authority of Messina for the provision of the program of Arrival and parking cruise ships in port, so that commercial companies can plan for Messina days and hours to make the best service to cruise in 2011 is expected to amount to 423,000 units.
The following program is available until April 15, 2011:
http://cdo-messina.blogspot.com/p/lista-previsti-approdi-navi-da-crociera.html

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Every day.

Every day I wake up and I am ashamed to be Italian.
Every day I wake up and ashamed of being a human being.

I wake up every day and I'm ashamed to live in a country where the President of TIP, has at least a dozen pending court cases, who refuses to appear before the courts, and makes the laws tailored precisely to prevent that justice that he should be asking on behalf of the alleged offenses.

In my country, died on the job six thousand euro per month, with a machine gun in hand, in foreign countries, call them heroes, dead at work for a handful of euro, they are called "white deaths" .

In my country, a young man in four, not three, in a little over two, does not work, we are among the last in Europe.

In my country, who sacrifices a thousand fails to graduate, with distinction, at best gets a job at a call center, exploited and poorly paid.

In my country, researchers in the leg must leave their country, because there are no funds for their studies in their research, while the largest number of blue cars in the world, the money is there.
In my country, prisons are full of rubagalline, while the real thieves have an easy chair in the various branches of parliament.

In my country, the Interior Minister has a final conviction for resisting a public official, just the one who controls the police.

In my country, for months we were told that the crisis does not exist, then that would come out better than others, then that is and ending before the apparent breakdown, no longer mention.
In my country, the real work force, is taxed, harassed and humiliated.

In my country, there are millions of people below the poverty line, families who do not arrive more than half of the month, people living on the meager pension of their parents, and call them "big babies".

In my country, there are dozens of entrepreneurs who have committed suicide because they could not pay employees and suppliers, for shame.

In my country, we have an entire political class without shame.

In my country, we have a President, who can only say to tone, while an entire country, it should be to scatafascio.

In my country, get off the streets in protest if you're a subversive.

In my country, want to put nuclear power, going against the popular will.
In my country, will shortly be celebrating the unification of Italy, when we are not united ever been.

In my country, just go on the sly, the recommended, if you have knowledge, if you're pussy and especially if you give the people who matter.

In my country, die at work each year thousands of fathers and sons of the family, no longer even news.

In my country, every year die on the roads, thousands of fathers and sons of the family, but instead to strengthen control, cut funds for law enforcement, and bring the camera, so common are cash.

In my country, the tax burden is among the highest in Europe, and social services among the poor.

In my country, is in disarray just about everything, from education to health to justice, public administration, yet there gorverna who goes on television, smiling, always smiling, the vast majority of people smile a little less.

In my country, which is the birthplace of Giotto, Raffaello, Leonardo da Vinci and many others tell us that the culture can not eat, right, with the television commercial.

In my country, there is a rag morals and dignity of the individual, solidarity with those less fortunate, there is only "I" and not "we."

In my country, in a few more years will not distribute pensions, but they can tell you, in fact, who take good
with football, television dementia, we were asleep, imbuonito, while we are putting it in the ass, without not even ask permission.

In my country, we are slowly poisoning the body and soul, ravage and pollute what was considered one of the most beautiful countries in the world.

In my country, want to privatize the water, the dignity that we have already taken.

Now you know why, every day I wake up in the morning and I am ashamed to be Italian.


am a human being,
belong to the superior race, the one that dominates the length and breadth on this planet.

am a human being, I'm elected, I was born on the right side, I have the Earth and the lower species as I want.

I bent nature to my will, I bent the other species are lower than my will, and I use it to feed me and any other purpose I can think, for my needs.

I was born ruler, it took millions of years but eventually, I'm in charge. I

colonized every corner of the planet, I have created a civilization, I developed the progress of welfare for my fellow humans.

So why are starving as I write, dozens of human beings like me.

So why does the north of the planet is strongly supercharging, the South is heavily underpowered.

So why are there so many disegualglianze, just between us human beings.

So why, we are divided into social classes, religion, color, national origin, political thought or speech.

So why are not all equal, we do not have the same rights and duties.

So why are so many injustices, so many divisions, many tensions, so much anger. Then

why do not you call brothers, you who have two arms like me, like a heart, breath like me, you have feelings like me, no matter where you come from and if different is the color of your skin, your culture or another thought .

Why are human beings, the most imperfect among imperfect, we believe we are the elect, are the ones that we have not been able to integrate into the world.

Earth we are plundering everything, everything, without respect, savagely.

We are destined to extinction, thinking about the god of money, today and not tomorrow, without having yet figured that one day we will leave this world naked as we were born.

without understanding that this bearci gift we could all, and not a few who were able to develop an economy that respects the environment around us, to use the knowledge to understand and not to destroy, not to fight and work together.

We invented the progress for a few, we invented the war for a piece of land but the land belongs to everyone, all the air is, the sun and the sea, the mountains, the magic of a rainbow, you of all, the silence of snow falling, the colors of a sunset poignant, or the changing of the seasons.

We are guilty of our brothers, with two arms like us, a heart like us, as we breathe, feeling as we do, let alone to the species 'inferior'. Let

starve to death by starvation of millions of thirsty people, why should I care about animals?

Right, they are adapted to the environment, kill only for food, and not for a parking lot, jealousy, money, religion, a word too, for a piece of land, out of boredom.

Now who is the "inferior race" that they without us WOULD BE perfectly in harmony with nature, or that we are destroying nature, destroying each other.

I recently read that in Canada, they killed one hundred sled dogs because they were no longer, just no tourists, had become just a cost.
hearts, eyes and blood like us. They were killed in a
so clumsy, bordering on madness, of course human.
hearts, eyes and blood like us.
I still wonder, still angers me, I resign myself to such barbarism, I would in the end, they kill the seal pups, being careful not to damage the hair, we extract bile from bears, keeping them alive while they seek to mutilate to put an end to this torture, I could go on forever, I'll stop here.

Now you know why, every day I wake up in the morning and I am ashamed to be a human being.

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things I want ...

I would reach its high tide to take me to drown me.

I want the waves to come to overwhelm the thoughts, fears, and sediment of years of waste.

I look on, a penetrating gaze that pierces everything, and that opens a window of trust and purity.

I would end the hypocrisy, the beginning of sincerity, I want the truth, as the value of men.

I would sweep away the harmony of profit, and that membership of the planet becomes the only form of patriotism.

I love spontaneous, instinctive, love without invitations to dinner.

I would too ...