Rotisserie Stand
Years I lived in Flamengo / Catete and there was the place that gave me the best kibbeh, esfiha, kafta, rice with lentils . . Rio swear to God that there is no equal. Today they have two stores in the Gallery Condor, but when I started was to attend only one shop, in front of small Alamoana (famosinha store of my childhood). Price honest, wonderful food and super neat and juices also deserve attention. Bibi is not for me, BB Snacks . . Rotisseria the juices are delicious, especially the mango and the fruit of count, noooooossa I gain weight just thinking: P. The Rotisserie is two blocks from my house. It's part of my daily life. That when it runs to the runs without time for anything they deliver the food in my house. The best sfihas kibes River and me! Bussunda was a regular customer!. I Hotel and studied to be chef, patisserie but not because it was not my thing. But I have real passion for Brigadier and this aroused in me a very keen taste for this particular sweet. I know when it's made with chocolate powder or acholatado, for example. Even when they try to fool me by saying that Brig is one that comes ready in the can - just wrap! Hmmm, does not roll at all. Perhaps that was one of the reasons that made me create the Girl of Brigadier, because for me these sweets have to be perfect. I hope to show you a whole new world of flavors and dishes, common and exotic, that I myself am discovering now that sweet 100% Brazilian. . . The calls for help small to hold a grill: "You're in places that I do not like, I want to go to school and play with other children. " I am alone, I'm hungry and thirsty says a child of 8 years the owners of a delicatessen in Milan in Via Castaldi. To 18. 30 am on Sunday, they try to understand how the child came from the frightened and does not speak, but he eats. A whole sandwich in minutes. The owners of the deli called the police, after initial misgivings that can communicate with the little: I was at the park with my mother, then his friends have come and gone. He left me alone. The agents returned to the park at Porta Venezia, but can not find the mother. C 'instead of his brother - just released from prison in Ivrea, where he was held for theft of the woman - who helps agents to reconstruct the history of the child: his mother, a 41 year-old Rumanian homeless and drug addict, was actually in the park with the child. But leaving her alone to go away with the group of men. You're in places that I do not like, I want to go to school and play with other children, begs the small agents. So the mother disappears conil group of men, his brother away in another direction and the child is alone. Scared walking down the area until he came before the windows of the rotisserie. And this hunger gets the better. The agents then traced the mother but the little girl asks her not to return with her: He brings in ugly places, want to remain with police. Now for the 41 year-old, who said he is sleeping on a station wagon, taken to the alleged child neglect. The daughter will be assigned instead to a community will soon discharged from the hospital . . . .
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