Mondays Up at 7 o’clock, prepare the kid for school, prepare yourself for work, go to work, come home, do the chores, spent time with the kid, go shopping, go to rehearsal, come home, prepare the next day, download a bunch of self-confidence crap and you don’t know how time passes without doing nothing specialContinue reading “Freaky Friday”
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Part 3- Bolognese Theory
Bolognese Theory Fortunately, everything in the world, has its reverse. And this story is about pasta a la Bolognese. I always hated Bolognese. All that ground meat, tomato sauce, garlic… too… ordinary…too… not inspiring. But I actually had not tasted a well done pastas, except one time made by a friend who was not suchContinue reading “Part 3- Bolognese Theory”
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