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  • Sometimes people say: "food is food"!

    If you are so lucky to live in a rich country you probably face the "problem" more than once a day.
    Maybe you eat without noticing, hastily, carelessly; your thoughts seldom go to the hands that have prepared it.

    The perspective can change drastically if you prepare your food by yourself: you will notice that some dishes have a sacred aura, not a recipe, a ritual.

    I'm not talking about over complicated, hyper-rich, truffle-full, for-gourmet-only recipes, but those ones that require few and simple material ingredients but lots of "sacred" dedition.

    Is this additive ingredient that transforms your perception; it's an ancient magic, arcane, when the ingredients could not be bought at the supermarket, and their value was not expressed in money.

    This is not food, this is a mandala!

    P.S.: Today I offered my family "sarde a beccafico" for lunch. About two hours for preparation, few minutes for getting dishes cleaned!

    It was worth it.
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