Time is on my side ♪

They say, all you have to do is find time to help yourself and adjust.

Anxiety won’t just let me: every time something comes up my eyes get teary and my breath gets troubled, less and less seconds between an air intake and the other. The heart beats faster than it should, much faster than I remembered, so much faster than it has any right to.
The world gets darker, and it’s not only a figure of speech: I can see shadows dancing ad the edge of my sight, hugging me from behind, and I can feel their hands on me, their weight on my shoulders, their cold chests against my back.

If I had time to think I would notice that someone has closed the courtains, and I only have to get up to make the room brighter.
By getting up I would find out the cold is not coming from myself but from the door that was left open.
By moving around the room I could drink a glass of water or maybe eat some fruit and fight tachycardia.

They say, if I could find the time that would change my world.

The one where I introduce myself to the kitchen.

Let’s just put this out there: I love food.

I love eating, I love cooking, I love talking about food.
That’s what Italians do, like, all the time! We discuss whether we should eat a certain thing, or different recipes for the same dishes, we just bond over food.

I, for one, am very passionate about recipes and tradition, mostly because I’ve been learning it all on my own: in my house cooking was never a big deal, being the first of two daughters raised by a single mother. Later on my life I begun linking the kitchen with the kind of family life that I wish I had.
The changes did not do anything good in my family: my mother found my newfound love for homemade food stressful, and it led to some major fights.

Now, in my mother’s home, I do my own shopping and my own cooking – doing it for one can be so depressing – waiting for the day when I will cook for my partner and my family in a new, smaller, cozier home.

I will try and steal every recipe, every trick I stumble upon: by talking with waiters and chefs when I eat out and they look friendly enough, by asking sellers at the food market, or my friends’ parent, even my own colleagues at work or strangers on the public transportation.
That is because there are things, details that you can only learn from other persons because in the world wide web can get easily lost: the right kind of cream to put in a Bolognese ragu, or which cheese and how much butter to put in Pizzoccheri Valtellinesi, or what to put in an actual Parmigiana (discussions ensues)…

I am very proud of myself, I have been learning so much and am now modifying certain recipes and mixing those up all by myself.
It’s very important for me to see the progresses, from a simple tomato soup to the spectacular Salmon Lasagna brought at my in laws for Christmas.

So grown up ❤

The only one thing that I will never be good at (nor will I try: it is way too difficult to self-educate oneself) is patissery, and the reason is the same that has me getting better and cooking, which is experimenting. You can’t exactly experiment with yeast and eggs, not while still a beginner! hahaha
So, yeah. I love being in the kitchen.
It helps me relax, even if I dearly miss having someone to share a meal with while talking about your day at work.
It also helps me connect with myself, it keeps my head clear and focused on a dream/objective that is getting closer everyday.

My own home, my own rules, my kitchen, my bathroom, my books everywhere, my bed, my love.

Oh, if time could fly faster…

 

Assassin’s Creed

I have no qualms believing this is the most hated movie in the last… six months, maybe Still finding it pretty good.

Let’s get this out: I have played Assassin’s Creed and have (only recently) bought and tried my hand at the second one: I know the story and the characters, and I like it! I like what they did at first with this franchise, even if I still have to go throgh all of the games.

*** SPOILERS AHEAD ***

I also like the way they portrayed the Animus in the movie: it is obviously more catchy than a doctor explaining how the machine works, and then having Aguilar on screen 85% of the movie, forgetting everything about 2016 characters.

Do I like what they did with the historical setting of the first game/movie? 50/50.

I adored the references to Colombo and 1400s Spain (even if quite sparce), but I also did not like the way they decided to not set it in North Africa, maybe in an attempt to be politically correct and not open a religious discussion.

The photography and stunts, along with those background stumps, managed to draw in the Boyfriend and our friends, all of them ignorants to the franchise. But by the end of the movie all of us were still missing some answers:

• how did Callum’s parents know they were Assassins in a previous life? Does the Creed still live today, and if it does, how was it possible? How did it happen? Weren’t they all killed in Spain?
• Callum’s father says that his wife asked him to kill her in order to prevent her death at the hands of Abstergo: does it mean that she knew the location of the Apple? How would she know it without using the Animus? (linked with the first question)
• Cotillard’s character isn’t supposed to be on the good side? Why would she be mad at Callum if it was her in the first place that allowed the assassin in the palace? Or is it how she OH MY GOD NEW HEADCANON AHEAD
• IS THIS HOW IT ALL BEGAN? HOW SOPHIE “INFILTRATED” ABSTERGO (even if she already was a part of it) AND LATER HELPED DESMOND? IF SHE WERE TO HELP DESMOND IN A FOLLOWING MOVIE IT WOULD BE SO COOL
• why is the camera so shaky during the fight scenes? Why are the scenes so abruptly cut and pasted together? Is it to make it look cool and faster? Is it incompetence?
• all of the Abstergo hosts were assassins in their previous lives. Why does Abstergo have so many of them altogether, and why do all of them know of the apple?
  If there really was a way for the Creed to survive 1400s Spain, how comes that in 2016 the Templars/Illuminati/Whatstheiractualname has so many at their hands?
  Why would they let them live in so close quartiers, knowing that all of them know something about the Creed and the Apple and so many long lost secrets? Do you believe that by telling them not to speak their pasts they are not going to?

I liked it, maybe not adored it but I still think it’s an enjoyable movie and don’t think it should deserve all the hate it is getting. I most definitely want to see a sequel – maybe not with the same characters?
Please please please do a Sophie-meets-and-helps-Desmond-while-Callum-lives-in-the-shadows movie! I am soooo writing a fanfiction about this hahaha someone help me!

Would re-watch? Definitely, even if not in a couple of years.
Would recommend? Yeah, everybody watch this movie and give them a few euros and give it a chance! It is really entertaining.

I am not an alcoholic.

Hello everyone who might be reading this;
we don’t know each other – not yet, even if with this blog I want to change that.

This is something that gets said quite often when I first meet someone new: I am not an alcoholic.

Yes, I like beer and white wine. Yes, I like to get tipsy.
Yes, I do drink on a daily basis, a glass of wine or a couple glasses of beer during dinner: it helps me unwind after a long workday, especially when Mr. N comes in play, and it helps me sleep better too, or at least it feels like that.

No, I don’t like nor do I drink spirits or hard liquor, how do you say it in English, I don’t know because even when abroad I don’t purchase nor drink superalcolici.

No, I don’t drink beer because I am feeling extremely sad or happy: I just have that single beer everyday at dinner because I’m used to that. And I spend quite a lot too, always treating me to quality stuff, so I can’t afford to just go and get wasted the single I’m feeling down: I have to “ration” it.

What have we learned today?
I like my red ale, I like my Guinness, I like my craft brewery light and fruity or black as the soul of Satan, I like my Poretti and Moretti regionale.

What about the weekend? you may ask.
Well… A bit of alcoholism may come in play. But only on a Saturday. That’s healty. I swear.