Italian food
VicentaLakin
Once upon a time, there were two super-eating rice-eating guys, one claiming to be rice-eating and one claiming to be rice-eating. The rice pollen declaration is to taste all kinds of rice powder in all the world ' s aggregates; the rice powder vows to eliminate all the world ' s different flour. What difference does it make? The difference is that rice pollinators love and admire rice powder and have a sense of purpose and desire to possess it with a sense of love and hatred. The same is true of rice powder, and the same is true of love. Carefully taste all the tastes of life, and indeed all the tastes of food, in which we are accustomed to clearly defining and defining things in some very absolute words, such as love, hate, love, disgust or good or bad. But there are times when sweet tastes of bitterness, when love becomes occupation and hatred, and when it's miles away... when it's pink, when it's hot, when it's tiring. Romantic summers are so hot that they don't even know when they're going to be concrete. Do you like to meet a pot bowl, sour, sweet or sour? How can anyone else know that the taste of the food is real only in their own hearts? That is how life is, how it can't be thought through, and how it can be done by someone with a heart。
VicentaLakin
Since I learned to make pizza, it has been rare to buy pizza on the street. A few days ago, we went shopping with our friends, who were tired and offered to have a snack at the Bing Kwok and ordered some food. Friends love pizza, so they order pizza. When the pizza came up, my friend whispered to me, "Look, unmasked, next time we'll go to your house for a chili pizza!" Oh, this food, every time I eat something good, it gives me the task of decrypting. Don't you say we have the confidence and determination to decipher it. When I came home, I tried to make a couple of chili-heart pizzas, and I invited my friends to the house to eat, and I said, "Eat, good
