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This recipe is especially close to my heart because of German origin. Since I was born in Germany, it reminds me a bit 'my country of origin. I do not know if this is the original recipe, but it is what we handed down from generation to generation. It is addressed to those who love potatoes and pork, and you just gotta ask to follow my directions to the letter for the success of the recipe. I'll try to be as accurate as possible, because I do not want that my mistake can make the dish be unattractive.

SERVES 4

4 slices of pork on the bone
350 g golden onions

1 kg potatoes 500 g of potato starch
2 eggs 2 tablespoons

Goulash powder (otherwise two dice of meat)

to taste salt, oil and water

Wash the potatoes with the peel place them in a pot, cover with cold water, add 2 tablespoons of salt and boil for 20 minutes. After that infilzatele with a fork to check doneness. Remember: the potatoes should be neither too harsh nor too cooked, a fork should enter the potato without resistance. An advice to you is to take the potatoes roughly the same size so that some are ready before and after other.

Peel and thinly sliced \u200b\u200bonions, if you want to help you with the mandolin, and put the stove on a very large saucepan with 3-4 tablespoons of olive oil on low heat and then salatele.Nel Meanwhile, in a frying pan , you brown the meat without adding oil, add salt and put it on the paper towel to dry the fat of meat. At this point, add the onions, cover with water, add the powder goulash (or nut), put the lid on and cook on low heat for at least an hour and a half.

now dedicate ourselves to Knodel. Peel the potatoes have boiled and mash with a potato masher (not with a fork, not with the blender or whatever), add the eggs and half the potato starch, salt and knead with your hands gradually adding the remaining starch. I tell you to add fearing sizes because I do not know how much actually starch is used, this you must understand you handling the dough (because there are some types of potatoes that absorb more paper and others that consume less). The dough should be firm and not sticky. At this point, the modeled large meatballs and sprinkle with a little 'paper to prevent them from sticking together and put them in the fridge.

When the meat is ready, put on fire a large pot with salted water, bring to a boil and put in the Knodel for at least a quarter of an hour. I hurry on, sometimes, after ten minutes the cut in two. Remember: do not put them all together (Unless you have a big pot).

Serve in a bowl accompanied by the meat and its sauce.

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ricotta croquettes

you ever look at the fridge and do not know what to cook? To me! And in doing so they were born these croquettes. One day, opening the refrigerator and considering the various possibilities have been inspired by a bowl of cottage cheese (the great Sicilian ricotta) and with a little 'fantasy I tried to create a tasty appetizer and light enough (and yes, they are cooked in the oven) . Will I be successful? I think so, since my small after tasting it he said "Mom, you're getting just a cook."

INGREDIENTS

400g ricotta cheese 2 eggs

3 slices of bread
a glass of milk
few fresh mint leaves, chopped ( or parsley)
2 tablespoons Parmesan

to taste with salt and pepper

or chop coarsely chop the bread and ammollatelo with milk. When the bread is well inflated, add all other ingredients and mix well. Line a baking tray with parchment paper and grease it with a little 'oil. Now you can put on it of spoonfuls of the mixture well spaced apart and bake at 200 degrees for ten minutes.

I recommend the oven must be preheated. Then turn the croquettes and cook for another 5 minutes.
For those who have weight problems can also fry them in hot oil.

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spends his nights translating lately, or to correct translations of others, and it really is, and always, the thing that makes me feel more at peace with myself at every moment. Recently, I was looking for something that I knew the concept had already found, and I got lost among other words, various paperwork. How many translators I always used to write things in pencil on the original text, (I did it already with the versions in school) and this thing allows me to retrace steps in a path of understanding or misunderstanding that gives me great confidence. There's everything in that tiny writing: questions, copied from the dictionary definitions, doodles, and comments of all kinds. I do not know where else will I get with this profession that I love, but I know that littered the pages of all my work there are all the doubts that have accompanied me, and also all the fun, and even some minor injuries, and certain private affairs that only I can distinguish between the lines. Despite all live with the idea that I always like it, who knows, in twenty years, find it all.
January raced, and it was a month of things beautiful. Unexpected news, photos of Celeste laughing, birthday gifts including beautiful this, the correction of the poems of Margaret Atwood and now its translation.
To all those who tell me that I want to say much more that is not true, it is said, that things can always be better, but if they remain in this mean I already feel good.
believe the future has never been my strong point, but believe this to have coached a lot, and I will not give up.

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seasons


So my birthday. I received a present a picture of my grandmother and my grandfather at a dance party, all dressed up and smiling, she in a chair, he leaned on the arm with his inseparable cigarette between her fingers, she with the clean look, which has always had him with the ironic, which took forever and even I remember, even though I knew little. They look like characters in a novel of the last century, one of those where people drink a lot and smokes a lot, but never loses his calm, even if maybe you are breaking the hearts and transforming lives in a lap dance and a drink. I put it on the dresser, along with photos of Celeste and the Elbe, ie, Eucalyptus Elbe (which is a place in itself, a crossroads in my life) and I will soften all the times that the look.
On my birthday they gave me a beautiful work, and suddenly I felt young and I thought that basically I can even exceed the inventory, this year. And then today I held her up Frederick for ten minutes and we had faces, then he showed me regurgitated milk on the scarf and I have laughed and thought "that funny guy you are, and how you are soft ". At eight o'clock tonight I had not even begun to reckon, and clean, the golden glitter of the plants we had them everywhere, the sheets of the orders were not filed and the computer refused to shut down.
I did a breath and I stood at the door five minutes to smoke a cigarette in the chilly night with the lights dimmed and the BANDONE in half.
In those five minutes I smelled the air, and I seemed to feel a smell of changing seasons.
I know that is not now, when the cold weather will continue for days and not one that will stretch quite a bit '.
Yet there was something in the air.
"What is going on something?" I wondered.

I could not answer, but my computer when I came back, he was mysteriously - and for reasons that only he can - off.

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It 's the first year, nay, 2.
I fell asleep at ten and a half in front of a little film and then I woke up at eleven. I decided that I wanted to read and I realized only now that the hours are. It is not so strange for me, but tonight I am feeling, being here with the firm throws him to seek the right word .
That the right word is an obsession of translators and perhaps (but who knows if it comes before the chicken or the egg) is also a way of looking at things and see. The feeling you have on the tip of the tongue that one adjective that perfectly describes that moment, that precise, unique state of mind or the deep sense that the phrase you would like to play.
guess - I guess only because I do not really dare to try - it's an experience similar to that of the writer and I think it That's why I do steal from those who are capable of accuracy and balance in telling a story. And while I think of many times that what I said was not clear what I wanted or maybe was too hard or too weak.
I would like to correct this inadequacy, in 2011, at least a little. The impression that things belong only to you just because you have not been able to describe the best way. That little frustrating to think that what you feel inside is no relief for lack of verbs. And I would also try more often that sense of exhilaration of the right word when you came to the lips or exits from the tip of the pencil almost naturally, without effort, because it was there, simple and clear and ready to be collected