You know the prince who dreams as a child?
somehow I like it when I can earn something, even just a piece, even just a glance or a smile. Like
when you see a distant goal, no, you see something, and shortly after time, understand that it was not as far as you thought.
And in these moments that I can not say more, but it is fate? That is, if you stumbled in here, if I had the opportunity to see, meet, talk .. for a reason, or not?
Son of the idea that nothing happens by chance, then, give a hand to this fate, and help to crear something if you can!
Age does not protect you from love.
But love, to some extent, protects you age.
(J. Moreau)
not know about you, but I beat her when I was little girl, I hid in the kitchen try to steal a piece of raw pizza dough .. what pleasure, was my little secret, which then was not, because my grandmother saw me, but pretended to nothing.
On Sunday evening, more often, my dad starts doing the pizza kitchen .. just him, but when he does, he does so wonderful! This evening, aided by the bad weather and the afternoon spent on the couch, I decided to do it, under its strict control. Very good, even after a hearty drink with friends.
INGREDIENTS
pizza dough taste.
tomato sauce to taste.
mozzarella loaf
oil
stretch the dough, throw out the sauce .. I put in the oven at 200 ° C for half an hour, then I add chopped mozzarella and, in this case, ham and refuel for another 5 min, just to melt it.
great week!
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