Ta blog je nekaj, kar si res želim početi in to izključnoiz srca. Ne vem ob čem sem nazadnje tako uživala, kot uživam ob ustvarjanju v kuhinji, da o fotografiranju končnih izdelkov sploh ne govorim
This recipe is for all lazy bakers, ha ha. You won't even have to put them in the oven. In fact you will only change boring cookies into more interesting ones
Every now and then I realize that music is the only thing I sometimes need. ½ cup amaranth. stres, strah, stiskanje pri srcu, izpiti, razmišljanje, kam grem, kaj se grem =), zakaj tistega ne smem, kako naj delim, katere so tiste besede, zakaj je to tako težko, je prav, da je tako
računi iz kosil, karte iz koncertov, kina, gledališča, kamni iz plaže, prazna šminka, ki sem jo včasih uporabljala, prazna steklenička parfuma, posušena roža, zemljevid iz kakšnega izleta, popisan listek od nekoga,
Yesterday someone made me angry and put me in a bad mood with his patronizing and testing me. Really, I am realizing that I get extremely annoyed if someone is different than me
=) Melissa, a girl who writes a blog Fawn over baby is celebrating her first blog anniversary and so she organized today's Giveaway, along with us other bloggers who promote on her blog
And I do not need more new things, but I do need socializing in a pleasant home atmosphere, good food, cat who actually wants to cuddle with me and as few added pounds on my thighs as possible
Oh, Tartufi me bo spet kregal, ko izve za to. Well, this recipe contains no sauce that is full of unhealthy flour but just lot's of vegetables , and you know what, I loved it
Drizzle the dough with this olive oil brine. Ta nizek italijanski kruh me spominja na morje, Italijo, poletje, oljčno olje, slanost, rožmarin, leseno mizo na terasi, paradižnike
Soup stimulates appetite, it's a lunch starter, the only meal that you can get down your throat a day after hard partying, it's like a balm for the sore throat when you have a cold and that support that lifts your spirit in the cold, autumn / winter evenings
Moje misli so pri drugih receptih, drugih načrtih… Vmes se je Gašper vrnil iz Kostarike, kjer je kajtal (ne dovoli mi, da bi ga še naprej javno klicala Tartufi-no v resnici ni tako resno, enkrat samkrat je nekaj pojamral pa sem si rekla 'Meh, naj mu bo, Turffle no more')
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