Kaže mama da je ovo često pravila ranije i da sam uvek volela da ga jedem, ali se ne sećam . . .

Uglavnom, preukusno je, jednostavno za napraviti i preporučujem da probate :)

Potrebno je:

• belo meso
• pola glavice belog luka (5-6 čenova)
• 1dl ulja
• 2-3 kašike brašna
• malo vegete
• kocka za supu
• 2dl mleka
• 2dl vode
• pola kisele pavlake

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Velika akcija izdavačke kuće VEGA media me je izuzetno obradovala kada sam dobila knjigu koju sam veoma želela da pročitam :) Ovim putem želim da im se zahvalim na divnom poklonu i da vas pozovem da iskoristite popust od 50% koji trenutno možete ostvariti porudžbinom knjiga preko interneta. Za više informacija kliknite ovde.

Nešto što je toliko istinito . . . i šta ne bih razumela da sam dobila pre dve godine . . . sada razumem. Itekako razumem.

Za vas koji imate roditelje,

Za vas koji ste roditelji,

Za vas koji ste imali roditelje,

Za vas koji znate one koji imaju roditelje

I za vas koji poznajete nečije roditelje.

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Zaista sam u poslednje vreme rastrzana na hiljadu strana. Retko pišem jer, kada mi se piše uglavnom nemam vremena ili uslova za to, a kada umam vremena i uslova nisam raspoložena za pisanje . . . ali ovaj blog će ovde da stoji dokle god je wordpressa i weba! Da, planiram da ga selim na lični hosting, ali ovo što je na wordpressu neću sklanjati. Šta je poenta ovog teksta? Želim da uputim apel blogerima da NE BRIŠU SVOJE BLOGOVE! (more…)

I have known him for more than thirty years. We are of the same age. A long time ago, we used to have an active friendship. Back then, we were children. He was always different, smaller, and thinner. He wore glasses, always with muddled lenses, and was all messy and untidy. When he spoke, he lisped and twisted his lip in a strange way, so his saliva was on his lips and in the corners of his mouth all the time. I found that disgusting. To be honest, I used to avoid him. He was not a fast runner, he was clumsy with a ball and had no bike. I simply had no idea what to do with him.
When we did play together, he slowed down the whole team. We would lose games, ruin our reputation in the eyes of the neighbourhood boys, we were teased because of him. That is why he spent most of his time alone, playing with needles. We called him a tailor for that. Sometimes he cried, and that would made us even louder:
Tailor, tailor, dirty as a sailor!
Tailor, tailor, ugly as a jailor! (more…)