#kenyer

Ancient roman moretum és flatbread egy változata. A következőhöz beszerzek tönkebúza lisztet, és juh sajtot is.

Ebben a maiban:

Kecske túró, maradék feta, 4 gerezd fokhagyma ( a két egész fej helyett), endivia saláta, rukkola, korinader helyett répazöldje, két újhagyma, egy kis friss kakukkfű, oregano, és 3 szál menta (több kellett volna). Kanál olivaolaj és borecet.

A kenyér pedig sima és teljeskoőrlésű búzalisztböl készült, basic élesztővel, hogy hamarabb kész legyen.

Magyarosítva az lenne, hogy...körözött lángossal.

biography

Life before the Inferno always seemed to be insignificant for a familiar. Or at least it was for Alvaro. He had been within the fifth circle ruled by Sathanas forced to fight within those fiery pits with no real end in sight. Perhaps that was what his life had been before that had caused him to end up here. It would be no matter though as he had learned his place early on. A warrior was what he had been in life and it was a warrior he would be in the Inferno as well. Of course, that was until he had been summoned from those pits into the waiting arms of a druid. Nettelia had given him purpose, but it was wrath that had driven him for centuries upon centuries. He had known nothing other than it so he had been reluctant even as her hand tried to guide him elsewhere. How could he have switched his brain off of the autopilot that it had been wired for so easily? It would take years until he had been willing to accept his place in her life. She had been patient though. Or he could only assume given how she had not sent him back into Sathanas’ willing hands where he felt he belonged.

It had seemed to be ironic when she had created the Necronomicon. Alvaro had not known what the thought process had been, but he had been willing to be by her side through it all. Of course, it would not be so easy. Where there was Nettelia, there were other druids that she had given her gift to. And with that came the severing of their contract. The familiar had expected that he would go back to the Inferno then, but he had been handed over to another. Safiye had not been the Archdruid, but she had been willing to accept the temperance that came with having him as a familiar. Alvaro simply had no choice. As much as he would have been accepting of that hell under the watchful eye of Sathanas, he had not wanted to go back. So he would accept any safe haven he was given from those fiery pits until his druid met her end. He would not let it happen until the very end of that lifespan she had. But it would eventually come and he wasn’t sure that there would be anyone she could transfer that contract to until she came back. And, just as he had expected, there hadn’t been. So there Alvaro went back to the Inferno again, forced to fight with, once again, no real end in sight.

Alvaro had expected to stay within the Inferno for the rest of his life again, but there had been a thought in his head that he could escape if he really wanted to. An abomination was what he would become if he did, but he didn’t mind the hellfire. He had become used to it. Luckily for him, he had been summoned again. It had been a witch this time. Kaan. Anger had taken over Alvaro again and, just like with Nettelia, it had taken years before he had been accepting of the one that he had become a familiar to. Again, he had gotten used to their presence. This life with the witch would be the one he would remember the most though. Alvaro had never known love. When one was stuck within the Inferno, why would anyone have ever known such a thing? There was no such place for it there. However, in this mortal realm, he had found it with a fey.

Andruil had been nothing but light and goodness in his life. She had been the one thing, with the exception being his witch, that had made him want to stay. In the two lives he had before this one, he had always known the Inferno was in his future again. He had been accepting of the fact. This time would be different though. He wouldn’t let himself be sent back no matter what it took. Fey could live forever and he expected that his witch would do the same given the extended life he had given himself. What he had not expected to happen was that she would be taken from him as well. Nettelia, Safiye, his love Andruil. All of them had been taken from him and it had made that wrath he had placed deep within himself rear its ugly head.

Another severed contract would come then. It was of mutual agreement that he would go back to the Inferno again. The two of them had been accepting of it and, with a goodbye that held no tears, he was back under Sathanas’ watchful eyes. There had been anger within them simply due to the fact that Alvaro had found himself leaving that circle far too much for his liking. It mattered little to Alvaro what the greater demon thought though. If it were up to him, he would have stayed here forever and not suffered the loss that came with every druid or witch that could summon him. However, yet again, he had been plucked from the pits and given purpose yet again. It had felt like years upon years since, but one named Guinevere had grasped him from his place and made him her own. She was a druid, too. Her lifespan would come to an end just as the others and he had hoped to not get attached again. Then again, wasn’t it a familiar’s lot in life to be that which one could depend on?

As he had expected though, he had become attached and, just like with all the rest, he had been given right back to Sathanas. The greater demon had become to expect it at this point, but Alvaro was a fighter. And a good one at that. If there was one thing to look forward to when he got back to the Inferno, it was that he was to give the rest of them a show. Perhaps it was easier for him to have stayed there, but another had called upon him. Efigenia. She had only been fourteen when she had gained him as a familiar. Alvaro had known that his usual pattern of acceptance with those that called upon him would not work this time. However, he felt like he wouldn’t have done so regardless. Somehow, some way, he felt like she had been a missing piece for him. Where she had needed him, he felt like he needed her. So he treated her as if she was a daughter he had never had. Through every bad thing that could have happened to her, he knew he would be there.

As she grew up, it had become obvious to Alvaro where her path would go. He had seen it with Nettelia and he had been accepting of it just as he had back then. It was his job as a familiar, not to be a guiding hand, but to be there when it could feel like nobody else would be. Death had come in her wake and, in turn, he would clean up any mess that came with it. Whatever kept her alive was what mattered to him at the end. It was her interest in the Necronomicon that actually made him worry. Yet, he would still be by her side. If the book consumed her, then the worst that could happen would be the same thing that always happened to Alvaro. The Inferno.

personality

+ patient, selfless, loyal - judgmental, apathetic, blunt

 Hogyan készítsünk Maud néni barna kenyér fagylaltát

Ebben a cikkben megmutatom, hogyan lehet elkészíteni barna kenyér fagylaltot. Ez egy recept, amelyet Maud néni, sok szempontból kedvenc néni adtam nekem, nem utolsósorban azért, mert kiváló szakács. Nem vagyok biztos benne, honnan származott a recept, de ihletet ad a krémes vanília fagylalt és az édes ropogós zsemlemorzsa kombinációja a jó partnerséghez.

Ez a recept változatlan az általa…