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It talks about Oranges wine
Summary : Series of portraits of cross-travel stories in the South and North Africa .
Preview: " It dates a year when the oranges on the side of Hyeres, were beautiful and mature to red. In four liters of wine Cavalaire, dry, yellow, I poured a quart of Armagnac very honest, and my friends to exclaim: "What a massacre! A brandy taste so good! Sacrifice a ratafia undrinkable !..." Amid cries, I cut, I cut four oranges noyai mames, a lemon hanging from before the time at the end of his branch, a stick of vanilla as an old silver, six hundred grams of sugar cane. A pot-bellied jar, sealed cork and cloth, took charge of the maceration, which lasted fifty days, I had only to filter and bottle.
Quote: " We only do well what loves. Neither science nor conscience a great chef. "
It talks about Oranges wine
Summary : Series of portraits of cross-travel stories in the South and North Africa .
Preview: " It dates a year when the oranges on the side of Hyeres, were beautiful and mature to red. In four liters of wine Cavalaire, dry, yellow, I poured a quart of Armagnac very honest, and my friends to exclaim: "What a massacre! A brandy taste so good! Sacrifice a ratafia undrinkable !..." Amid cries, I cut, I cut four oranges noyai mames, a lemon hanging from before the time at the end of his branch, a stick of vanilla as an old silver, six hundred grams of sugar cane. A pot-bellied jar, sealed cork and cloth, took charge of the maceration, which lasted fifty days, I had only to filter and bottle.
Quote: " We only do well what loves. Neither science nor conscience a great chef. "
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