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...Traduttore, traditore.
it the bloody-brinjal-and-bugger-all. Which is
On the one hand, Porto Monenegro is shape-shifting - it replaced a naval shipyard with a new marina - but it's also mind-shifting, opening up an array of other small business opportunities. And this shape-shifting and mind-shifting, it is exactly what we're trying to do in Montenegro.
Ibiza is very close to my heart.
Man, who don't like spaghetti?
Weetabix - a British cereal biscuit whose taste and texture are generally thought to be improved by the addition of monkey come.
I want a bibimbap wrap (honestly I just like saying "bibimbap"),
Sleep, ladies. I will be your St. Florian." Tomaso
chickaree coffee.
Dude. Hot Bozo. Best nickname ever.
Brabantio: "You are a villain!"
Iago: "You are a senator!
Gilly Gilleshpee
Whoever is not too wise is wise.
[Lat., Quisquis plus justo non sapit, ille sapit.]
Roberto Donna is a great Italian chef.
Guano-mo, huh? The neo-Nazi concentration camp
Sergeant Bobby Shaftoe, USMC, pours some beans into the grinder and starts to belabor the crank. A black flurry begins to accumulate in the coffeepot below. He has learned to make this stuff the Swedish way, using an egg to settle the grounds.
I eat "NOs" for breakfast.
Anyway,' he said, without hearing me, 'that whole week he was gone, Bis sat next to the dumpster and didn't move, and we all thought he was waiting by the road for Arlo to come back. Except we had it wrong- he was waiting for us to find Arlo.
Festina lente. Make haste slowly.
And? you're thinking. Spaghetti Bolognese?! you're thinking. What's that got to do with anything? Well, as my homeroom teacher Mr. Rourke would say, "read on Macduff," which is something to do with Shakespeare. See? You've learned something already!
Abracadabra, moron.
Dominic Chocolate!!!
Lysandra Barbas, please meet Princess Cleiona Bellos.
Oh, Bassanio is so handsome." "As is his friend." "Do you fancy him?" "Do you jest? I was lucky not to be sliding on the slippery floor next to you." "That is not why I slipped.
panchitos, blacks,
There was an Old Man of Messina, Whose daughter was named Opsibeena; She wore a small wig, and rode out on a pig, To the perfect delight of Messina.
Babi (alt. spelling Baba) is a bloodthirsty Baboon God.
Lorenzo Gambini, I presume? Or would you prefer to be called - "
"Sir," I cut in before he can say Scar. "You can call me sir, if it gives you the tingles. Otherwise, let's just stick with Gambini.
Prickomo fucking cocksca. That bastard old arsehole-fucker.
The humour of Dostoievsky is the humour of a barloafer who ties a kettle to a dog's tail.
Casildea de Vandalia, the rawest and best
A noble pair of brothers.
[Lat., Par nobile fratum.]
Anna anna bo banna, banana fanna fo fanna, me my mo manna ... Anna."
"Chuck! Do Chuck!
From no place can you exclude the fates.
[Lat., Nullo fata loco possis excludere.]
someone in Tunis. Halabi
Audentes fortuna iuvat. Fortune favors the bold.
Sin on a hot biscuit.
Callipygian. Having shapely buttocks. Nice one, Bridge.
You are a hole in my life, a black hole. Anything I place there cannot be returned. I miss you terribly. Ci vedremo lassu, angelo.
Like millions of others, he mockingly calls himself, in evocative modern street slang, a diaosi, the term for a loser that literally translates as "male pubic hair".
Jacian Obregon. It sounds like a melody. Or a tragedy.
Infamy, thy name is Gin Blanco.
Yossarian!!!(?)!
Bulgy Bears," said
I am a pupil of Pissarro.
Gobartes the son of Artabazos
passacaglia by the old master Buxtehude.
[Dmitry Bilozerchev] is a genius of gymnastics.
Cesky Krumlov, the little jewel box of a city in southern Bohemia.
Baikida Carroll, whose balance of bravada and tenderness, facility and understatement mark him as a player to be reckoned with.
'Gaydamak' in Turkish means a fighter. That's me.
MY NAME IS BARSCH LA TERGAN, HEAR ME ROAR!
They make their fortune who are stout and wise,
Wit rules the heavens, discretion guides the skies.
[Lat., Che sovente addivien che'l saggio e'l forte.
Fabro a se stesso e di beata sorte.]
I used to live in Pillgwenlly, and there was this old Italian pizzeria that used to be there with a really amazing character who ran it.
sand-bar, sorrowful
Cruise the diamond district with my biscuit.
Whats up home skillet, biscuit.
Let the pronunciamento of your incognito do the incogitable that enlightens the incognizant.
Growing up,I came up with this name: I'ma Cablinasian.
Coach Genghis rather
Something peculiar is happening to my head. I remember that my father was Barnaby, but I had another named Balaton. Unless that's a lake in Albania.
How do you say 'delicious' in Cuban?
Perdonare
"Forgive Yourself)
Montovani? They play Montovani to insomniacs that don't respond to strong drugs
After the show the bar began to thin out. Birgitta
Dimitri Belikov had arrived.
Come t'e' picciol fallo amaro morso! Dante. What grievous pain a little fault doth give thee!
Ubi amo, ibi patria. Where I love. there is my home.
Ridendo dicere severum. (<>trong>trtrong>. Through what is laughable say what is somber.)
Descartes walks into a bar, and the bartender asks "Would you like a beer?" Descartes replies, "I think not" and poof! he vanishes.
Breitenau." The first policeman
Going After Cacciato
Hello - what hotel is this - ?
ABOYNE (vb.)
To beat an expert at a game of skill by playing so appallingly that none of his clever tactics or strategies are of any use to him.
I don't want spaghetti. I want to know what a Magnus Bane is.
Chef Matt Accarrino has the best pasta in San Francisco, and Shelley Lindgren is one of my favorite sommeliers. Their attention to detail in the service, food, and amazing wines will blow anyone away.
There is a lovely road that runs from Ixopo into the hills. These hills are grass-covered and rolling, and they are lovely beyond any singing of it ...
For me, bel canto is medicine for the voice.
Nim-nim was a banana-like fruit on Booboo. An immature
My voice is not so much 'bel canto' as 'can belto'.
The Black Pirate,
Bryzgalov isn't just a running comedy act. He's one of the league's most thoughtful players and the fact that he offers the insight he does in his second language is something he'll never get enough credit for.
Minsk! How pissed-off that sounded! It was great. You could scare the bejayzus out of someone if you said it right.
And I will capture your minds with sweet novelty.
[Lat., Dulcique animos novitate tenebo.]
biscuits, he checked his mobile. There
The barracuda antithesis is gumbo gum ball radio waterfall.
Hayes. Peter Hayes.
Nadie me influye, todos contribuyen
Irish-sparkle-fish,-- Anne Eliot
New Brunswick. Shediac. Lobster Capital of the World.
Junie B. Jones. The B stands for Beatrice. Except, I don't like Beatrice. I just like B and that's all.
I know where the Iberian Peninsula is, Iris."
"I know, I know, you probably built the first road or furrowed the first wheat field ever sown there."
"Brat."
"Cradle robber."
"Grave robber.
The new Filipino President's name had become a saucy joke: 'Corazon, aqui, no?' That is: 'Darling, let's do it here, eh?' Or, if the words were stressed differently: 'Corazon, aqui? - No!'
When the sommelier Enrico Bernardo moved to Paris from Italy nearly two decades ago, the world of French gastronomy brutally rejected him. No matter that he had won the competition for best sommelier in Italy; when he asked 30 restaurateurs for work in their wine cellars, all turned him down.
Bricka bracka, firecracker, sis boom bah! Bugs Bunny, Bugs Bunny, rah rah rah!
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alfresco
the sommelier decants
a red sunset
I go "I just want a cup of black coffee." She goes "Do you want to try a biscotti? They're from Italy and they're considered a delicacy." Have you ever eaten one of these things? It tastes like a burned cookie. Where I'm from, that's considered a mistake.
A lobster bisque ought to be the crowning glory of the potager. And this one was excellent. Silky as a gigolo's compliment and fishy as a chancellor's promise.
Graved inside of it, "Italy".