A first sunny afternoon on the Canal Saint Martin. (Insert here emotions that come to you instantly ). Vintage 2008. Kir From
to blackberry (hey, want a little change around the culinary Kir Royal? Is here!)
laughs heartily, a twilight in Paris, line 4 and a piece of graffiti of refuge. "You made my day" (since it is up to date .. see below).
And that comes to the spleen in?! If you question this
outcrops in mind is that you do not consider the spleen than in its negative synonymous with the oh so demeaning "depression" modern.
But that's not what spleen is discussed, but rather a constructive spleen, spleen a subdued, defiance of an engine itself. In
googled failing beautiful literary encyclopedia, despite the hours spent - wonderfully past - to corner and blacken the pages of Charles B., one finds that the term is related to medicine in its meaning of "melancholy" the Greek word "σπλήν" meaning "spleen", and spleen producing "black bile "(!), related to melancholy and misery. But Baudelaire
will end much more noble meaning even beyond the anguish of existence, the human condition itself. The essence of man . That
longer hear " but what happens to him? Spleene it then everything is fine" ...
course, "everything is going well," without the spleen is prohibited.
It would be helpful to hold forth on a night during this sentiment, the noblest of all by yours - can be a bit too poetic tonight - interlocutor.
And not for nothing that one of the biggest "poets" (which recognize the wink?) Has associated the Spleen in Paris. A wandering
( turns surreal ... I would be writing this a schizophrenic? ) in the Paris of today, no other concern than to wander in itself, discover, do not miss anything, from any photograph, all collect, trap beautiful iron on paper "matte or gloss.
There is the constant of the spleen in Paris a little too thoughtful, giving perhaps a little too much in too little detail.
But tonight, there is the melancholy "justified". A great fear, a threatening abyss into which it may be "tomorrow at this hour."
But it was not until the "test results".
And if only they could be university ... It
, spleen, I cross my fingers very hard, I touch wood, that " tocco ferro " I hit the wood (Serbie!), 3 times (Allemagne!) results for the that surprises me every day in his remake of American Beauty (version music mustang, not with my friends ..) console myself unwittingly has always make me laugh out loud and show me the esteem, trust me, advise me, encourage me, teach me the importance of things. And that one day I talked about "his friend despair."
also became my inseparable friend Spleen. C'qui fact that I have to ask myself: do I want to take home Machin?
Good luck Dad.
And since the Spleen, it's hollow, it had to concoct something light and delicate while for this incipit rather clumsy. I rate this recipe
in category "Sheep of Panurge Attitude" since I was inspired by a beautiful blog, full of some of the most beautiful and original recipes that I know Beau the ladle. The writer of this little gem, Loukoum oo, has realized some time ago, a bunch of recipes with fresh cranberries ( here). And among them were, in large queens, Quail with Cranberries. Pfiouh, my greedy little heart was quickly faltered. I had to try it!
Obviously, fresh cranberries are Monoprix but not the small suburban market (and yet close to Rungis) of the mini-town of my parents ..
I needed a substitute , and a beautiful basket of gooseberries called me so that I could not resist. Note: Wear earplugs for the next races in the market.
I love quail. And a recipe idea with good fruit acids had already come some time ago, by immersing myself in the archives of the splendid blog Gato, particularly on his recipe for Quail in Blueberries: here. The result
with currants was amazing! Really live up to my expectations! A marvel
not too sweet - not too acidic, just enough to greedy! Without further ado
the recipe
laughs heartily, a twilight in Paris, line 4 and a piece of graffiti of refuge. "You made my day" (since it is up to date .. see below).
And that comes to the spleen in?! If you question this
outcrops in mind is that you do not consider the spleen than in its negative synonymous with the oh so demeaning "depression" modern.
But that's not what spleen is discussed, but rather a constructive spleen, spleen a subdued, defiance of an engine itself. In
googled failing beautiful literary encyclopedia, despite the hours spent - wonderfully past - to corner and blacken the pages of Charles B., one finds that the term is related to medicine in its meaning of "melancholy" the Greek word "σπλήν" meaning "spleen", and spleen producing "black bile "(!), related to melancholy and misery. But Baudelaire
will end much more noble meaning even beyond the anguish of existence, the human condition itself. The essence of man . That
longer hear " but what happens to him? Spleene it then everything is fine" ...
course, "everything is going well," without the spleen is prohibited.
It would be helpful to hold forth on a night during this sentiment, the noblest of all by yours - can be a bit too poetic tonight - interlocutor.
And not for nothing that one of the biggest "poets" (which recognize the wink?) Has associated the Spleen in Paris. A wandering
( turns surreal ... I would be writing this a schizophrenic? ) in the Paris of today, no other concern than to wander in itself, discover, do not miss anything, from any photograph, all collect, trap beautiful iron on paper "matte or gloss.
There is the constant of the spleen in Paris a little too thoughtful, giving perhaps a little too much in too little detail.
But tonight, there is the melancholy "justified". A great fear, a threatening abyss into which it may be "tomorrow at this hour."
But it was not until the "test results".
And if only they could be university ... It
, spleen, I cross my fingers very hard, I touch wood, that " tocco ferro " I hit the wood (Serbie!), 3 times (Allemagne!) results for the that surprises me every day in his remake of American Beauty (version music mustang, not with my friends ..) console myself unwittingly has always make me laugh out loud and show me the esteem, trust me, advise me, encourage me, teach me the importance of things. And that one day I talked about "his friend despair."
also became my inseparable friend Spleen. C'qui fact that I have to ask myself: do I want to take home Machin?
Good luck Dad.
And since the Spleen, it's hollow, it had to concoct something light and delicate while for this incipit rather clumsy. I rate this recipe
in category "Sheep of Panurge Attitude" since I was inspired by a beautiful blog, full of some of the most beautiful and original recipes that I know Beau the ladle. The writer of this little gem, Loukoum oo, has realized some time ago, a bunch of recipes with fresh cranberries ( here). And among them were, in large queens, Quail with Cranberries. Pfiouh, my greedy little heart was quickly faltered. I had to try it!
Obviously, fresh cranberries are Monoprix but not the small suburban market (and yet close to Rungis) of the mini-town of my parents ..
I needed a substitute , and a beautiful basket of gooseberries called me so that I could not resist. Note: Wear earplugs for the next races in the market.
I love quail. And a recipe idea with good fruit acids had already come some time ago, by immersing myself in the archives of the splendid blog Gato, particularly on his recipe for Quail in Blueberries: here. The result
with currants was amazing! Really live up to my expectations! A marvel
not too sweet - not too acidic, just enough to greedy! Without further ado
the recipe
- Quail with currants -
The recipe is based on that of Loukoum ° °.
Serves 4:
- 4 quail
- 80 grams of Lardo di Colonnata (a wonderful Italian bacon, pancetta replaceable by, this also uses Loukoum ° °).
- Twenty fresh sage leaves dried.
- 4 glasses of white wine
- Pepper.
- A punnet of gooseberries (125 grams I think).
in your favorite casserole, brown the bacon / pancetta until he / she is golden (e). Book these "kinds of chips.
Brown the quail on all sides in the fat rendered from the bacon or pancetta.
Add sage when the quail are browned and pepper and pour a glass of white wine. Cover and cook over low heat, adding the remaining white wine glasses as and when they are absorbed. Bake about thirty minutes.
Add currants and cook for ten minutes.
Serve quail with potato crisps bacon / pancetta, and red currant sauce.
I've served with a risotto with champagne .. already posted here !
Small Wonderland! Thank you for this wonderful blog for a beautiful recipe!
Serves 4:
- 4 quail
- 80 grams of Lardo di Colonnata (a wonderful Italian bacon, pancetta replaceable by, this also uses Loukoum ° °).
- Twenty fresh sage leaves dried.
- 4 glasses of white wine
- Pepper.
- A punnet of gooseberries (125 grams I think).
in your favorite casserole, brown the bacon / pancetta until he / she is golden (e). Book these "kinds of chips.
Brown the quail on all sides in the fat rendered from the bacon or pancetta.
Add sage when the quail are browned and pepper and pour a glass of white wine. Cover and cook over low heat, adding the remaining white wine glasses as and when they are absorbed. Bake about thirty minutes.
Add currants and cook for ten minutes.
Serve quail with potato crisps bacon / pancetta, and red currant sauce.
I've served with a risotto with champagne .. already posted here !
Small Wonderland! Thank you for this wonderful blog for a beautiful recipe!
*** "You make my day" award. Even more beautiful than Oscar, is not it?
And especially if you get an incredible blog, Monolocale in Centro, for italian users only. The most amazing blog that I have to follow. I have already spoken, I visited them almost daily, and every day is a surprise grand: superb off more revenue, and texts indescribable. A story littéraro-processor, in a majestic language. Prose and a blue ribbon pair off. I do not tire. Grazie mille ragazzi!
While the principle of this "award" means that my turn I choose 10 blogs and their attributes in one!
So who "fills my days" with its daily ticket or weekly? No order of course!
- There Valka
- There
Ella - Paola ago
- There Mary, even if it extends outside the kitchen!
- There Pernette , as always
- There Turtle
- There Bolli
- There Flo Bretzel
- There Claude-Olivier
- There Andrea Matanga
(boys last).
hop And we get to 10 already. So I'll leave those 10 below. Although many others come to mind!
Congratulations to the winners (: D) And
good week!
And especially if you get an incredible blog, Monolocale in Centro, for italian users only. The most amazing blog that I have to follow. I have already spoken, I visited them almost daily, and every day is a surprise grand: superb off more revenue, and texts indescribable. A story littéraro-processor, in a majestic language. Prose and a blue ribbon pair off. I do not tire. Grazie mille ragazzi!
While the principle of this "award" means that my turn I choose 10 blogs and their attributes in one!
So who "fills my days" with its daily ticket or weekly? No order of course!
- There Valka
- There
Ella - Paola ago
- There Mary, even if it extends outside the kitchen!
- There Pernette , as always
- There Turtle
- There Bolli
- There Flo Bretzel
- There Claude-Olivier
- There Andrea Matanga
(boys last).
hop And we get to 10 already. So I'll leave those 10 below. Although many others come to mind!
Congratulations to the winners (: D) And
good week!
