My grandmother got it all!
You should know that when I was little, every Friday was the day of the pancakes from his grandmother. It was the " fortaie " as only she can do it, all sweets, accompanied by fresh milk. We had to eat by plane, he slept in his room because his grandfather, who at 10 woke up to go for bread. I slept with her every Friday, and slept in the place of the Latvian grandfather. We watched the Bulls or spell, and we had the picnic long during commercials, with ice cream and cookies ... all in his bed. The next morning she got up, my grandfather came and took his place, and I slept with him until very late.
But you know that for me my grandparents are like second parents: I experienced a lot with them, and consequently did not sleep with them only on Fridays.
We had our bedroom, my brother and I, and discussions were those who had to stay close to the wall! When I was alone, however, his grandmother put me in Latvian, and his grandfather was asleep in my bed in the bedroom of the games. I went to bed early, and did not want to sleep, because if I did not sleep came with lemon chamomile to calm down. And maybe if I was okay, I was a bit too 'Malatina, and instead of Chamomile was caramelized milk.
's the best remedy for every ill!
And my grandmother knew that things waxes van away only with sweetness. How does she
caramelized milk nobody does that! And I do not know how she does, because when he did I was between the covers waiting for the nectar of the gods!
So I invented it ... Ok, not as good as his, but it is the best remedy I know for a cold and sore throat! Other
that my grandmother really understood everything!
You should know that when I was little, every Friday was the day of the pancakes from his grandmother. It was the " fortaie " as only she can do it, all sweets, accompanied by fresh milk. We had to eat by plane, he slept in his room because his grandfather, who at 10 woke up to go for bread. I slept with her every Friday, and slept in the place of the Latvian grandfather. We watched the Bulls or spell, and we had the picnic long during commercials, with ice cream and cookies ... all in his bed. The next morning she got up, my grandfather came and took his place, and I slept with him until very late.
But you know that for me my grandparents are like second parents: I experienced a lot with them, and consequently did not sleep with them only on Fridays.
We had our bedroom, my brother and I, and discussions were those who had to stay close to the wall! When I was alone, however, his grandmother put me in Latvian, and his grandfather was asleep in my bed in the bedroom of the games. I went to bed early, and did not want to sleep, because if I did not sleep came with lemon chamomile to calm down. And maybe if I was okay, I was a bit too 'Malatina, and instead of Chamomile was caramelized milk.
's the best remedy for every ill!
And my grandmother knew that things waxes van away only with sweetness. How does she
caramelized milk nobody does that! And I do not know how she does, because when he did I was between the covers waiting for the nectar of the gods!
So I invented it ... Ok, not as good as his, but it is the best remedy I know for a cold and sore throat! Other
that my grandmother really understood everything!
INGREDIENTS
for a cup
200 ml milk 2 tablespoons sugar
PREPARATION
Far caramelize sugar in a small nonstick saucepan over low heat.
In a saucepan heat the milk, slowly. When sugar has melted, pour the hot milk beautiful in the pot, stir, and pour into a cup.
If you want to make things even better, after the sugar is melted, pour the milk into a cup, and add the caramel there, with the help of a spoon: formetà a ball of caramel, which slowly melts: -P but see, it's beautiful!
for a cup
200 ml milk 2 tablespoons sugar
PREPARATION
Far caramelize sugar in a small nonstick saucepan over low heat.
In a saucepan heat the milk, slowly. When sugar has melted, pour the hot milk beautiful in the pot, stir, and pour into a cup.
If you want to make things even better, after the sugar is melted, pour the milk into a cup, and add the caramel there, with the help of a spoon: formetà a ball of caramel, which slowly melts: -P but see, it's beautiful!
Serve with lots of love and affection, perhaps accompanied by two plain biscuits, and a pleasant company. A kiss on the forehead is really the icing on the cake!
... and I intantto, I drink 1 liter of tea thyme for bucking a bit 'cold, waiting to get milk tomorrow :-)!
... and I intantto, I drink 1 liter of tea thyme for bucking a bit 'cold, waiting to get milk tomorrow :-)!
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