Saturday, April 2, 2011

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" CHICKEN KEBABS WITH THE LINING OF THE TAVERN BOSPHORUS "Cretan


" Αυτό που δεν με σκοτώνει με κάνει πιο δυνατό "


Beni Beni öldürmeyen

güçlendiriyor

"
" What kills me that I makes more safe "
"
everything
not kill me makes me stronger
"

d'
dissabte 2 April 2011

Saturday

April 2, 2011

Σάββατο 2
Απριλίου 2011

2 Nisan 2011 Cumartesi
Saturday 2nd April 2011
___IMATGE OF DIA___

"Of a broken pencil" (Ill.lustració: enric)

___
snacks
Bosphorus
chicks
WITH GARRISON ___
skewers When we're talking about that bite "racial" and intense, including beer and beer, and fall like holy glory reinforces the mood of the traveler who alighted from the adventure for a while, and among cliffs and deserted beaches, in nocturnal, enters in bosphorianos Tavern, drunks singing in unison that the Lertxundi "Urdina irailak itsasoari eman zion, Eta bat egin itasoak nerekin Zuenir Kaio, Orobat Itsaso give Kaio (awarded in September the blue sea, and she made me a seagull, which is also the sea ") and provide, sometimes without looking at their eyes, saddened by the recent sin, for the misconduct ...

skewers back talked about that trip to Morocco that we like, to the comrades in the bar waiting for the chance to join the the uprising, the fights and throwing cobblestones lifted, including wine and wine, as haram and so dark, so courageous in its niceties that lie dormant ...

spiked

And we talk when we mean to this recipe from the Bosphorus Tavern send you as a wink, as one who does not like things to tell you that you nourish it, that day will soon come out into the streets to fight for your rights and reject all all, that close doors, this silence, this censoring, that "domestiqueo" hand carried those prohibiting parties (as SORTU), which, impudence!, leaving the people without voices ...

"

denounces the attempt

Sortu to "close the door to the illusion that extends in Euskal Herria" we read

in Gara on March 24.

Today, the parapet of the legalities atrocious. Today transvestite trampling of justice. Today, as usual, the dictatorship of the established, luxury catering and microphone doormat, bitter, muffled because of the "mentirogeo" habitual ... Today screams Gara

:

"Thousands of people participate in the rally for legalization through the streets of Bilbo" .. but what progress the reflection of this barren planet populated by quiet voice and undaunted? Does the graves of gutter? Does the law of an end nauseous? ... We'll see ...

Talk, comrades, those sharp spikes that will be the honey of the soul when the fences fall of the capital and equalities, vivid and always costrastables from differences, whether hypocrisy unleavened bread for us all without cheating workers or cardboard, people willing to fight ...

and is unacceptable to say (say) that the censorship of words I came in the form of oath immune to my dismay. Comrade call is simply called comrade and attract the opposite pole to your heart working. Almost offended, the fact ... and as cowards refuse to clarify their reasons to consider why could recite any

reproach (and that is despicable coward winner!), the mail bags are filled with unread messages, either written or Sent ... and honey begins to soften, to liquefy, to be the river of people hungry and needy ... and hunger, so also criticized as an excuse for those without pumps suffer as a nuclear heart, between the capital and the hail and the morning rain, faith for the time beings, filling in colors, come to the surface and the gates of the Bosphorus Tavern fit (only set, never closed) and the aromas of life joined in nature, between cliffs and deserted beaches, fishing naked men distracted and a sea that looks powerful, seed speed, walking in the tavern who agermanó.

Have today, our simple, easy, inexpensive, healthy recipe for the menu that night of Newroz, that after Ramadan or some soul-shattering concert (let's say the Smerna or why not? that it will hold Benito Lertxundi the May 6 in beautiful Tolosa ).

Sing, comrades, to the sound of rowing:

"Bere Bihotza, Nauen Batzen mugagabetasunarekin daramat Hazi, Eta egunsenti Berriak pizten ditu EKIALDE Nere."

(Wear in my heart

seed that binds me to the infinite, and shines

new dawns in my east).




And hopefully better times, if the opportunity arises, to the ending of this song ...
...

INGREDIENTS (For the skewers Bosphorus)

. Chicken

clean and free of grease.

.
virgin olive oil
. Sal



Spices, from left to right in photo:
Dried parsley, dried thyme ,
dried rosemary, paprika hot, dry mint
, pepper for grinding grain at the time .
(rice for garnish): . Basmati Rice
. Pumpkin
. Butter . Saffron
. Sal
. A clove of garlic

. Fresh parsley

___PREPARACIONES___
1 / will cut the chicken into cubes and reserve not too large.

2 / Add spices to the chicken .
3 / Stir well (please, hands) and add pepper to taste.
5 / Add garlic seasoned chicken and let stand at least an hour in the refrigerator to allow flavors to blend well.


6 / We are going to prepare rice dish. In a flat pan melt, over low heat, butter next to the crumbled saffron.
7 / Add half of basmati rice and fry slowly until golden brown. 8 / Then add the other half of rice .. .

9 / ... and a double amount of water (or chicken broth) hot ... ... that we will cook for eighteen minutes. 10 / While introducing our squash in a preheated oven at 200 º C, cut into small pieces, dipped in olive oil, seasoned with salt and pepper. Let roast until browned and then you add a cup of boiling water and return to oven for ten minutes.
11 /
Together the roasted squash and cooked rice will remove loose. Season with fresh parsley and reserve.

12 / returned to the chicken. It's time to string, one by one, pieces in a proper spike.
13 /
We will go through the iron (if you BBQ better!) Our Bosphorus skewers until cooked and a little crusty toast displayed on its surface.

That crust is just something that induces sin ...
14 / devider not forget our rice serve two colors devider and ...
... our snacks prepared for that which says that we do not have to cook cowering your stupid mouth and recognize that this snack will, after a couple of verses over the splendid "Nere EKIALDE" of
Lertxundi Benito, a reason to continue singing together:

"doan treineruarekin bilateral Ortzimugaren battery,
Helmugarik gabeko ekitaldira abiatzen naiz, Eta arraunen uherak headshell, eta Hiltz birjaiotzen natzaio
Hegaldi bakoitzari, Ezaugarririk utzi gabe, baitira loturak Baino Ez. (Next to the drifter who seeks the horizon, Vago without purpose, such as stelae
And the oars
die and be reborn every hustle sterile and
the restless doubters eat me hope.)

AND health comrades!!

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