Monday, October 13, 2008

Images Of Tonsil Cancer

prepare delicious tortillas As a

Ingredients:




  1. Get yourself first, most important, a Portuguese.

  2. Then, eager to cook and of course, a lazy afternoon, and finally, corn meal (this would certainly be hard to find in Europe)

How to Become



  • Go to Brazilian supermarket and buy a package of milho farinha , open the package with great enthusiasm and immediately after, frown, that flour is very yellow and appears crushed corn flakes, Give it a try, after all this you and substance all too fully convinced of making tortillas.



  • After mixing the flour, just that his paternal grandmother taught centuries ago, realize that this "mass" just will not give to make tortillas.

  • Grab your bag and rush out to Minipreço the corner, buy your man flour yesterday told to buy and you said no, that surely the store would serve better than Brazilian Portuguese Swallow your pride and walk for 10 minutes by teimosa (foolish).

  • Open the package and smile again, that if flour, not inches crushed corn flakes.

  • Mix flour as it did before

  • Note that not leaving the mass to tortillas, even when you've made a little machine to make tortillas in a plastic bag and a glass as flatter, ok and made his first tortilla but can not take off the bag.

  • At takeoff, he smashed

  • mothers lies

  • Ok, resigned to make gorditas with chorizo \u200b\u200band cheese (In the mother, forget the sausage in Minipreço )

accept it, have you let his paternal grandmother, you do not know tortillas and the only mass that serves as the brain matter and that half ...


Thursday, October 2, 2008

Flexeril Safe During Pregnancy

Portuguese Portugal (second and last part)

Well answering some of the questions last post:





not too cold in Portugal, only at night is cool and a sweater ligerita enough, by the hot and sunny day, not die of heat, but if it is hot, the sea is always cold (so says meu love) I am actually imagined a stormy sea, black and cold, but turned out to be very nice a sea of \u200b\u200bsmall ripples, very nice beach and spectacular sunsets.





meu love Yesterday I read the post I said that were relevant a clarification of his sack





1) with FC Porto fans are told Dragos not as I wrote yesterday.


2) I must clarify that the wine produced in Porto, Porto (if they believed it was another wine)








from the pictures, now I can upload them because I'm in Scotland and I have them with me, so be until next week to arrive in London you can upload it in stride.





puesnnn I tell them that on Saturday we visited the center of Porto, the Cathedral, the train station Sao Bento and good around the center which is a world heritage site declared by Unesco. At the center cone ate roasted chestnuts, empanadas and croquettes of meat, seafood, frango (chicken, hahaha makes me laugh like that word) and of course cod, ate in the cafeteria / bakery stand at the bar with a beer (not no chairs) there too I found a thread of kings before me, egalitarian, and even photos you take, I say that I went to Porto heal as saudades ( Portuguese term referring to nostalgia, has no literal translation into English) of a lot of things, but mostly food. I warn you not the guts to probe how picky Porto because I am half the guts and pasoooo.





On Saturday night we went to dinner at Matosinhos (seafood rice) super rich, which brought me to I ate shrimp with lime and chile, after dinner we went for a walk Espinho on the beach at night and it was where I found churros and was happy.



on Sunday morning meu love led me to Braga, which is further north, to the Portuguese love to say that the inside (because it has no beach) but this just 45 minutes from Porto

In Braga went to the top of the mountain to the Temple of Bom Jesus . It is a temple which holds a pregrinajebajas stairs and in each a virtue and principles are also scenes of the Passion of Christ. The city of Braga is also super cute, alleys and squares full of very Portuguese, with its small restaurants (all closed) was typical of the Portuguese is that the restaurants close after lunch and open again until dinner, Sunday almost is not open (nice).

After Braga, and because there was a craft fair in Braga, I knew the story of the rooster of Barcelos, a rooster famous for having saved their singing (and that the cock was already cooked and all) to an innocent who were to be hanged (I already I have my rooster I bought my man, take it, llevelooo, the cock eh, not my man, ha!)

Barcelos was nice, looks like a small town my country, in the square there were people dancing a folk dance with accordion and the ladies who had no partner, hugging the other ladies dancing, also had a duel style insults / jokes between two gentlemen, something like that was sung dialogue with Pedro Infante Jorge Negrete vs in a movie that is no longer as it is called, but it was something like that, everyone laughed a lot, but I understood not a bit. These if I take a photo stream with the roosters who had everywhere (pa do not say).

De Barcelos we went to the beach to watch the sunset and that was nice, the beach is beautiful and everything is clean and calm sea (if only) one could get without suffering serious hypothermia wave.

That was my visit to Porto and surrounding area, so for now this is gossip, I'm in Scotland and that's another post.