“Children don't understand, when things aren't given. The single parent struggling to provide; how they sacrifice themselves, by sweeping their dreams and goals under the table, just to bring bread and beans on the table.” WantChildrenPoorStruggleSacrificeMissingStressStriveBrokeSufficientLackingSingle ParentWithoutProvideDeficientBreadcrumbs Author:Anthony Liccione
“Tonight's lesson was a breadcrumb cake, and the idea that so many Italian desserts were less about being impressive---as so many French recipes were---than about being resourceful. "After all," I said, "tiramisu is just cookies dipped in coffee and liqueur, layered with custard." For the breadcrumb cake, I walked them through how to make the breadcrumbs. "There's no sense in buying breadcrumbs, not in that quantity." We sliced the crusts off of the bread together, toasted the slices lightly, and ran the bread through the food processor. Afterward, we grated the dark chocolate, peeled and sliced the pears, cracked eggs, and measured cream. The thick batter came together quickly, and we placed them into the ovens. While the cakes baked, I walked them through the pasta fritta alla Siracusa, the angel-hair pasta twirls fried in a shallow amount of oil. We boiled up the pasta, then stirred together honey and candied orange before chopping pistachios and adding some cinnamon. One by one, they dropped the knotted pasta into the oil and cooked them on both sides. After draining them, we drizzled the honey mixture over the top, followed by a sprinkle of the pistachios and cinnamon. The process of frying the pasta bundles, one by one, kept everyone busy until the breadcrumb cakes finished baking.” PastaItalian CookingChocolate CakeCooking ClassBaking ClassBreadcrumbs Book:Together at the Table Source: Together at the Table
“Breadcrumbs And your doubt can become Your ally, your fierce reminder Of every blackened backroad Every barren stream and Every long moment you stumbled through life in red shoes the size of thimbles Shoes that cut the arches Of your white feet and Told you to accept only breadcrumbs. Never to gulp the hungry air Or open the shutters in your chest To reveal your lionheart Your doubts used to be the tales You spoke into dark stars under The bright gaze of Venus No more, dear heart. No more.” Poems On LifeWomen S StoriesBreadcrumbsSaving Your Own Life Book:Evanescent Creature: Poems & Meditations Source: Evanescent Creature: Poems & Meditations
“A Venus in Pisces and yet here am I, On my knees for a mere breadcrumb, Accepting attention from another manipulative narcissist, Anything to no longer feel numb.” NumbNarcissistVenusManipulativePiscesStrings Of FateBreadcrumbs Book:Strings of Fate Source: Strings of Fate