This is one of the reasons why I craved Italy? I believe suddenly, that the classical which meets the endless imagination with skill and tradition fascinates every part of my love of the arts. Thank you Spezie, for allowing me to post your intellectual raviolis!
Plin plin Tortellin! Yes, but jelly with white grape juice and ginger with black tea Coquelicot Gourmand and reduction of orange juice
Saturday, September 28th, 2013 anna maria pilgrim , standings , Coquelicot Gourmand , david sylvian , fine , gelatin , grape juice , mtchallehge , plin , frog , September , tortellini , black tea , raisins , pure gold , ginger 6 comments
I confess that I had tried to stuff the plin according to the strict guidelines of Elisa , having had many inspirations: the goose in the Venetian ghetto and onto the court in Padua, the goose breast with berries to greet the summer, the shoulder of piggy marinade with the leaves of Virginia creeper, discovered last cookingshow dedicated to vintage . But the light of September, who knows how to wrap up suddenly with his tone so warm and elegant, it gave me more inspiration: languid, slow, sugary. Such as figs and pumpkin, such as beans stolen from the bunch, as the first herbal tea.
And I wanted tea, which for me means moving from summer to autumn: so I chose one recently discovered and incredibly fragrant, and his hints rimandono a sweet oriental with notes of almond refined but especially poppy, petals of pink peony, cranberry and biscuit. It is a tea that \”sounds\”! Try to pronounce aloud Coquelicot Gourmand: tinkles like a bracelet loaded with charms and gives a smile. Well, I got out of competition alone, but by spreading smiles and perfumes. How Pippicalzelunghe 🙂
THANK YOU FOR THIS POST! All the memories I have of my parents so in love and going to Jazz concerts when I was a wee little one. It seems like it was a great opportunity for them to rekindle their love of music and each other.
In some ways, this great love of jazz is what endured within all of us kids. It endures until today. Funny, how the ones you love remain so close to your heart in the most mysterious ways. Music fills every cell, as if my mind existed within them. Even when my mind and brain is out to lunch as they say.
My father was so proud to do a little work on this movie. He got to consult a bit with Clint Eastwood on the finer points of Charlie Parker’s life. He would always remind me that Bird used only a white mouth piece for his axe. He was quick to notice this missed point to the Clint Eastwood team. He was there in the studios fixing the computers, when of course the gift of gab which rang so clearly in him was quick to spew endlessly about his favorite jazz musician of all time. Those amazing complex chords and effervescent trills, whistles, melodies and effusive mad mad solos of his “Bird” He was so proud to attend the opening of this wonderful and poignant film by Clint Eastwood, an avid Jazz lover!
My mother never complained about my father really, even in the worst of times she said? “You must always remember? Your father was a great music teacher.” You cannot go to sleep this whole year, until everyday you must let me read to you a bed time story of Charlie Parker’s life. No one knew a fine flick would emerge then, when I was but 14 and in but the 9th grade. In the middle of sewing up my cheer leading costumes and drama school Victorian dresses. I always had to listen or else to Jazz. Just she and I alone. Quite alone, but never really because our little apartment was filled with fat plump juicy delicious music jazz notes and not only blue notes! I find myself so inspired and invigorated suddenly by my favorite divas too. Sarah Vaughan is perfect for New Years Eve. Happy New Year everyone and I wish you all a pretty glass of Champagne and a beautiful song.
It’s great when in the grime of the nitty gritty world? It’s possible to find artists whom dedicate their lives to the “marvellous and the wondrous” This is such an elegant and disheveled array of intense subtly. Bravissima to the artist’s mind.
Christ has given us the most striking example of the love of our enemies, for on the Cross He prayed for His enemies, and in the Garden of Olives He healed the servant whose ear Peter had cut off. Our heavenly Father Himself sets us an example, for He makes His sun to rise upon the good and bad, and raineth upon the just and the unjust. He who loves his enemy therefore is like to God; he is a true child of his Father in Heaven (Matt. v. 45).
Another reason why we ought to love our enemy is because he also is made after God\’s image, and is an instrument in His hand.
Our enemy is made after God\’s likeness. The king\’s effigy stamped upon the coin, is equally deserving of respect whether the coin be of copper or gold; so we are bound to love and honor the image of God, whether the man who bears it be vicious or virtuous. It is not the sin we love, but the sinner. Man is God\’s work, sin is man\’s work; \”therefore,\” says St. Augustine, \”love what God has made, not what man has done.\” We ought also to love our enemy because God uses him as His instrument. Evil men, unwittingly to themselves, are instruments in God\’s hands. As the physician employs the leech to draw the bad blood from the veins of the sick man, and effect his cure, so God employs our enemies to remove our imperfections (St. Gregory the Great). The evil shapes the good, as file and hammer shape iron: they are to them as the plough to the fallow ground (St. John Chrysostom). They are, moreover, of service to us, by acquainting us with our faults and giving us an opportunity of practicing virtue. Enemies are like bees; they sting, but they produce honey. [Ibid.] When calumny assails you, console yourself with the thought that it is not the worst fruits that the wasps devour. Finally remember that no enemy can really injure one who loves God; for God makes all hostile designs work good to His Own people (Rom. viii. 28). This is exemplified in Joseph\’s life. The truth will teach you to bear up against persecution.
2. The love of our enemy is shown in this: That we do not revenge ourselves on him, that we return good for evil, that we pray for him and forgive him willingly.
We ought not to revenge ourselves on our enemy. David gives us a beautiful example, for he twice had the opportunity of putting his persecutor King Saul, to death, and on neither occasion did he do him any harm. Our Lord, when He was reviled, did not revile again (1 Pet. ii. 23). Once when Christ was not received in a Samaritan village because He was a Jew, the Apostles were so desirous of revenge that they wanted to call down fire from Heaven. But Our Lord rebuked them, saying: \”You know not of what spirit you are\” (Luke ix. 55). Vengeance belongs to God, not to us (Rom. xii. 19). We ought to suffer wrong rather than take revenge; we are told, to him that striketh thee on the one cheek offer the other (Luke vi. 29). Be not overcome by evil, but overcome evil by good (Rom. xii. 21). Avenge yourself, as the Saints did, by returning benefits for the evil done you; such vengeance is Divine. St. Stephen prayed for his murderers; he was more grieved for the harm they did to themselves than for the injury they did to him. When the Apostle James, Bishop of Jerusalem, was thrown from the pinnacle of the Temple, he raised himself on his fractured knees to pray for his murderers. We should also be ready to forgive our enemies. King David forgave Semei, when he threw stones at him and cursed him (2 Kings xvi. 10). To do good to one\’s enemy is a proof of great magnanimity.
3. He who does not revenge himself on his enemy, or who even confers benefits upon him, puts his foe to shame and pacifies him, and will be rewarded by God; whereas he who hates his enemy and revenges himself on him commits a sin.
I am not so good and I believe we should be compensated for being heaped with malignant abuses. However, I cannot control this matter and I try in my stumbling manner to be honorable.
SECTION A: THE COMMANDMENTS
VIII. THE COMMANDMENT TO LOVE OUR ENEMY
We call him our enemy who hates us and seeks to do us harm.
Saul, for instance, was an enemy of the Christians. Those alone can be said to have the love of their neighbor who love their enemies too. [Emphasis in bold added.] A big fire is not extinguished but increased by the wind; so the love of one\’s neighbor, if it be real, is not destroyed, but deepened, by affronts and offenses on the part of others. If we only love those who love us, we cannot look for any great reward (Matt. v. 46). We love our friends for our own sake, but we love our enemies for God\’s sake. [Ibid.]
1. We ought to love our enemies because Christ commands it; He says: \”Love your enemies, do good to them that hate you; pray for them that persecute and calumniate you\” (Matt. v. 44).
Christ has given
There will be people in this life whom increase the weight of my cross, which is already too heavy for me to bare. They will scape goat you and they try to kill you. The only way I know how to survive this and for my own salvation? Is to be non-violent and to pray for them and try to love them. It keeps me from becoming violent myself. It protects me from doing crimes of passion myself. I am human and I suffer, but to release this pain in a non-toxic way and be responsible for this planet and all of it’s sacred realms. I cannot say that I can love my ememies? That I possess the strength of character or fortitude. I do have empathy and compassion. I believe that life is like the Tin Man in the Wiz. If we try to oil another rapid oxidation of their armor and their cells. We are a better person for it. But more than this? I feel better. We offer mass and consecration of the host of communion to help ease the burden of another, because we are all one.
Everyone knows I am so in love with flowers and especially edible ones. France is such a treasure of candied flower treats! I want to create something special and I am listening in my heart for the flavors, colors and soul of Saint Marie De Monfort’s birth place to inspire me.
Today I am exploring the scents, music, flowers and soul of the region where Saint Louis Marie De Monfort was born. Everyone knows I am so in love with flowers and especially edible ones. France is such a treasure of candied flower treats!
I want to create something special and I am listening in my heart for the flavors, colors and soul of Saint Louis Marie De Monfort’s birth place to inspire me. I first think of strawberries, vanilla and a magical golden effortless syrup of music.
There is a wonderful golden tea from Darjeeling. I was only able to purchase 1 kilo. It was rare and so delightful. These precious teas, do not need the addition of flowers really, because they were fed flowers from the inception of their first seedlings by the Gods and the Snow Leopards at night. The mountains of the Himalaya’s are utterly fecund with a delicate fiery grace within the air itself. The soil has a rich yet delicate spice. The magnolias and magical plants are in fact the base for Mary Magdalene’s famous ointment.
Alas? Now…. I have an idea? perhaps’ I will try to acquire some of this precious tea and make a special batch of candy and desserts strawberries and flowers in Saint Marie de Montfort. I pray for his bright blessings upon us and especially for someone special, that he hear our prayers.
This is a magical site, I do so adore. It is filled with the love, merriment, vigor and expertise of a wise group of magicians.