Brazilian in Manhattan

Archive for October, 2008

The Devil Made me do it!

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  Italian Sausage And Fennel Pizza Ingredients For the dough 1 1/4 cups warm (100 to 110 degrees F) water 2 packages dry yeast 1 tablespoon honey 3 tablespoons good olive oil 4 cups all-purpose flour, plus extra for kneading 2 teaspoons kosher salt  For the toppings 1 bulb of fennel shaved in the mandolin […]

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Apple Picking

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Last Saturday I went apple picking at maskers I know… I know it’s something you do with kids. But if you could see me, you would think I was six years old. I got so excited! It was the first time I saw an apple tree, I couldn’t stop smiling and the scenery all the […]

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Comfort Food?

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  Arugula,Fennel, Blood Orange, Hearts of Palm Turns out, long distance relationship wasn’t very good for my waistline…. I was last week in a bread bonanza; bread is definitely my comfort food.  Comfort food is typically inexpensive, uncomplicated, and easy to prepare. Many people turn to comfort food for familiarity, emotional security, or as a […]

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Not a Magic Mushroom!

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  Don’t even get ideas; I’m the dorkiest person alive. Even to write about magic mushroom I feel a bit worried as if I’m breaking some law. But for the first time I wish they were magic. Not in the sense to be hallucinogenic but to somehow make the time fly faster. It’s just four […]

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Missing ya guts!

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I really, really miss you Bubi. Everything is very boring without ya! Can you hear the violins? La, la, la, la, laaaa…

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Shiny!!!

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I got a big problem. I always go for pretty over practical things. Sometimes I find myself limping across the streets of New York just because I bought the wrong pair of shoes and insisted on wearing them. They sure look very pretty, but they were killing me. Bags…. I looooooooooove bags, and God help […]

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Happy Birthday Daddy!

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 The things you taught me I will always know. How could I not? The roots have sunk so deep: All lessons of the heart that I will keep No matter who I am or where I go. Kids learn from what their parents are, and so You are my book of life, the thoughts I […]

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