IL MIO TEMPO

CASTAGNE - CALDARROSTE
 
Ingredienti: 1 kg di marroni, 1 bicchiere di vino rosso

Preparazione: Scegliete castagne della stessa dimensione e con un coltellino affilato eseguite una piccola incisione nella buccia intaccando anche la polpa sottostante. Passatele poi nella tipica padella dal fondo bucherellato e abbrustolite le castagne (preferibilmente sulle braci del camino) rigirandole spesso in modo da ottenere uan cottura uniforme. Appena cotte, togliete la padella dal fuoco. Potete gustare le castagne ancora calde. se è di vostro gradimento bagnate le castagne appena tolte dal fuoco con il vino rosso, coprite il recipiente con uno straccio e lasciate riposare per 6/7 minuti. Gustatele ancora calde accompagnandole con un buon vino rosso.

CASTAGNE COTTE (bollite)
 
Ingredienti: 1 kg di marroni, due rametti di salvia o alloro, sale.

Preparazione: Lavate le castagne e mettetele in una pentola coprendole con acqua. Aggiungere la salvia o alloro e coprite. Fate sobbollire per circa un'ora e mezza aggiungendo verso la fine un pizzico di sale. Scolatele e servitele ancora calde.

You can call me Al

A man walks down the street
He says why am I soft in the middle now
Why am I soft in the middle
The rest of my life is so hard
I need a photo-opportunity
I want a shot at redemption
Don't want to end up a cartoon
In a cartoon graveyard
Bonedigger Bonedigger
Dogs in the moonlight
Far away my well-lit door
Mr. Beerbelly Beerbelly
Get these mutts away from me
You know I don't find this stuff amusing anymore
If you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call me
You can call me Al

A man walks down the street
He says why am I short of attention
Got a short little span of attention
And wo my nights are so long
Where's my wife and family
What if I die here
Who'll be my role-model
Now that my role-model is
Gone Gone
He ducked back down the alley
With some roly-poly little bat-faced girl
All along along
There were incidents and accidents
There were hints and allegations

If you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call me
You can call me Al
Call me Al

A man walks down the street
It's a street in a strange world
Maybe it's the Third World
Maybe it's his first time around
He doesn't speak the language
He holds no currency
He is a foreign man
He is surrounded by the sound
The sound
Cattle in the marketplace
Scatterlings and orphanages
He looks around, around
He sees angels in the architecture
Spinning in infinity
He says Amen! and Hallelujah!

If you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call me
You can call me Al
Call me Al