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Begin Again | part one
Summary: Secrets can't be held forever. Specifically, not the one you keep from him.
Warnings: cursing.
A/N: The dividers I'm using are from @cafekitsune All credits to them ❤️✨️
Part two
December 2025
"No, Pedro! No puedo calmarme, estas bromeando?" (No Pedro, I can't calm down, are you joking?) You were shouting at this point. "Estas bromeando?" You repeat.
"¡No! Joder, no estoy bromeando!" (No, Fuck, I'm not joking) his tone elevates as much as yours.
You cover your face with your hands, feeling the tears wetting them.
"Cuatro putos años, Pedro." (Four fucking years, Pedro.) You shout again. "No me vengas a decir estupideces, anoche me hablabas de casarnos y hoy te dio por olvidar todo eso?" (Don't fuck with me, yesterday we were talking about marriage and today you forgot about all of that?) You couldn't believe his words. "Me estas jodiendo, dime por favor que me estas jodiendo" (you're joking, please tell me you're joking).
He stayed silent, time passing as you only waited for him to start laughing and tell you he was pranking you.
"Amor," you took his face in your hands. "Por favor no hagas esto, tu y yo podemos con todo, lo hemos hecho siempre, Pedro, por favor" (Please don't do this, you and I will get over everything, we've done it before).
You were begging him in denial of the situation.
"Pepi, por favor."
His eyes were fixed on something. He was trying as hard as possible not to look at you. He knew if he did everything he just told you, it was going to be taken back.
He press his hands on your wrists and slowly took your hands away from his face.
"Lo siento," he whisper "lo siento pero no puedo." (I'm sorry I can't).
He let go of you, not looking once at your. Took his jacket and keys and walked to the front door. "Por favor, ve a Portofino, no lo dejes ir por mi, no valgo la pena. Haz tu vida y déjame atrás." (Please go to Portofino, don't let that go because of me, I'm not worthy. Live your own life and leave me behind).
You saw his car getting away from your house.
The tears never stopped. Your body was now on the floor, crying louder than before, the pain I your chest was growing stronger by the minute.
January 2026
"Bueno niña, todo listo y ordenado. Amo la vista por cierto." (Okay, girl, everything is done and ready. I love this view, by the way). Your brother Paulo says he's the one helping you with the moving.
You got an offer to be part of this big company in Portofino.
"Venga, cambia la cara, todo estará bien, me tienes a mi acá y Elena prometió venir a verte cada dos semanas, estas bien" (c'mon, don't act like that, everything will be fine, you have me here and Elena will visit you every two weeks). He pat you in the back, forcing you into a hug.
You accept the forced hug but only for a moment, after that you shove your brother away from you.
"Debería estar feliz." You say walking to the couch. "Pero no puedo estar feliz, Paulo. No sin él." (I should be happy, but I can't Pualo, not without him).
Your eyes water, you have everything you wanted, a big start, the job of your dreams, everything but him.
"No llores, por favor no de nuevo." Paulo runs to your side, hugging you while you cry. "Venga, vamos a dar una vuelta y tomar algunas fotos." (Don't cry, please not again. C'mon, let's go out and about and get you some good photos).
He dried your tears and pulled you out of the couch. Grabbing your purse on the way out to his car, you took out your phone and snapped a picture, sending it to Elena, your best friend.
Paulo took you to a rental of motorcycles, knowing you loved driving one around everytime you visited him.
You two spend the rest of the day laughing and having all the fun you could. You appreciate your brother help. He knew you needed to move on at your own time. A four year relationship was not a thing you left behind in a day.
"Para, deja te tomó una foto para tu insta" he indicates you how to pose for the picture, taking several. (Stop right there. Let me take a photo for your insta).
"Basta, ya son, suficiente," you laugh, getting off the motorcycle. "Igual solo subiré una." (Enough, they're enough, I'll only post one).
You both cheeked the pictures, and he airdrop them to you.
"Subí la foto y pone algo como "amando los nuevos comienzos", no crees?" (Post it and caption it with something like "I love new beginnings).
You laugh but did it.
(Sorry if the picture doesn't adapt to your features. I just use it as inspo. Also this is not portofino but imagine it is, love you)
February 2026
"Elena, apúrate por favor." You say as you touch up your makeup. (Elena, hurry up, please).
You were going to be her +1 at this event in London, Elena was became an influencer way back in the day when you were eighteen, she started posting for fun and suddenly it became a full time job.
A good one, she was always invited to fashion shows, she even did modeling campaigns for big brands. You were happy and thankful because you could borrow some trendi clothes.
"Relax, bebé" she says, coming out of the bathroom. "Tenemos aún como una hora para llegar, bájale" (we have an hour to get there, relax).
"Elena, ya viste la hora?" You say, looking at her with lifted eyebrows. (Did you see the time?).
She looks at her phone, eyes opening as you laugh.
"Okay, vamos c'mon, vamos todos al show, vamos a la obra en una sola maniobra." she sings the Dora the Explorer song, and you only laugh at her.
You make your way to the venue. It was this big event for Dior. They're showing their new makeup line and invite different type of social media presence.
The event was amazing. The Dior team was amazing and made everyone feel welcome. They even gave you a little souvenir.
You left a little earlier because Elena was done for the day, not feeling like socializing with other people but not wanting to be rude.
"Te sientes bien? Estás algo pálida, " Elena says, looking at you carefully. "Queres agua?" (Are you okay? You look pale, do you want some water?).
You were feeling kind of dizzy, but you didn't want to ruin the day with that.
"Toy' bien," you say, drinking from the bottle she opened for you. "Maybe it's the day being too hot." (I'm fine, maybe it's because of the weather, it's too hot).
She only nodded, leaving the conversation for later.
The car ride was rough. You felt to hot, too dizzy and too uncomfortable. But didn't say a word.
As Elena's driver parked in front of the hotel, she was the first to go out. "Sabes que quiero, un carpaccio de salmón." (I want some salmon carpaccio).
She was paying attention to her phone and didn't notice how you were struggling to even hold yourself on the car door.
The last thing you remember was Elena shouting your name and feeling a harsh pain in your head.
Waking up to a painful white light and with a headache was not the ideal thing.
"Ay Paulo, esta despertando." You can hear Elena's voice. (She's waking up).
"Paulo?" Is all you can ask, barely opening your eyes due to the light.
Elena noticed this and turned the switch off.
"Ya esta, relájate." She pushed you back on the bed. "Te golpeaste la cabeza, me asustaste." (It's okay, relax. You hit your head, you scared me).
"Joder, no sé que pasó." Your head is still pounding. "Dónde estamos?" (Fuck, I don't know what happened. Where are we?).
"En el hospital, lista." She says with that obvious tone. "Me diste el susto de mi vida." (At the hospital, dingbat. You scare the shit out of me).
"Paulo, donde esta mi hermano?" You ask remembering about hearing his name. (Where's my brother?).
"En portofino, lo llamé porque el hospital por protocolo lo debe llamar al ser tu contacto de emergencia." (In Portofino, I called him because the hospital did it).
You slowly nodded. Your eyes are open now, but you are still feeling a deep pain.
"No entiendo que paso, estabas bien al salir del evento." Elena was playing the whole event and day with you, trying to find an answer for your pass out. "Tal vez se te bajo el azúcar, esta horrible el calor afuera." (I don't know what happened. You were fine at the event. Maybe your sugar went low. It's pretty hot outside.)
Lucky for you, a doctor walked into the room, making her stop.
"Hi ladies, how are we feeling."
"How do you think?" Elena says and points at you.
"Well, I think that apart from the head, which you don't have any contusion, everything seems fine."
"But, this is not fine." Elena talks again, making the doctor laugh.
"Relax, please." He patts her shoulder. "Her iron went low. It's completely normal, with the weather being hell hot, it's nothing to worry about, I promise."
She nods, smiling shyly.
"And even better news for you miss." He's not talking to you. "You're very healthy, it's good. Let me call a nurse to make sure your little one is also fine."
Your head snaps up very fast. "What did you just say?"
"Oh, don't worry, it's a routine thing, we have to make sure mommy and baby are both fine before letting you leave."
You felt like passing out again. "Mommy and baby? You must have the wrong room, I'm not expecting." You're sitting now, ignoring the uncomfortable feeling of your headache. "Elena, please tell him."
Elena is as shaken as you're. Being speechless was not a thing in her books, always having something to say at the right time.
"I" she tried but nothing is coming.
"Oh, okay. My bad, " the doctor began seeing your shock. "I didn't meant for you to find out like that, I'm sorry. I'll call the nurse and we can check."
"No!" You snapped. "You need to do another test or whatever I'm not pregnant, I can't be."
The air was reducing around you, feeling a pressure on your chest.
"Wow, no, ma'am, please, let's breathe slowly, I didn't mean for this, sorry." The poor doctor is now in alert mode.
"You, friend, please go out and call a nurse."
Elena does as she's told and goes out of the room.
"No, por favor," you're hyperventilating. "The tests are wrong. Run them again."
The doctor tries everything to calm you down, working a little bit.
Elena and a nurse enter the room. The woman has a machine with her.
"Venga, respira profundamente." Elena is calming you down now. The doctor focuses his attention on the machine.
"Can you open your dress for us, love?" The lovely nurse says. "Just a little on your tummy area will be fine."
Elena helps you with that. Thank goodness your dress was a corset type, and you could undone it upfront.
You calmed a little, the crying stopped, but your breathing still irregular.
"This is going to be cold, okay?" You nod at her words. "Okay, let's see here."
The gel was indeed cold, nothing too crazy for you to handle.
She's pressing the ultrasound thing on your stomach. Yours and Elena's eyes are fixed on the little screen.
"Here it is." She points. "Here's baby."
She's smiling, but you're not, mind blank.
"What about?" Elena starts, out of breath. "What about the heartbeat? Can we hear it?"
Pressing a button was enough for you to hear the little boom boom.
Your eyes water, you let yourself fall onto the hospital bed.
"Stop it." You cry. "Make it stop, please."
"Amiga" Elena tries but you're not having it.
"No, Elena! Stop it, please."
The nurse and doctor look at each other, and she cleans the gel off of you.
"Él tenía que estar aquí, conmigo." You can't stop your tears. "Yo no tendría porque estar sola, se suponia que ambos íbamos a enterarnos juntos, ambos íbamos a planear la sorpresa a los demás, ambos íbamos a hacerlo juntos" (He was supposed to be here with me, I'm not supposed to be here alone, we were supposed to find out together, we were going to plain the announcement, we were doing all of this together).
Elena's eyes are teary. She knows what you mean. She knows your pain.
"Me quiero ir, sácame de acá" (I want to go, take me out of here).
"Can we go?" Elena ask the nurse, who's at this point kind of scared to even talk.
The doctor gives her some indications for you to follow as well as a recipe for prenatal vitamins. Indicating her how to take them.
They both left, saying goodbye to you.
After calming down a little, still very shaken with the news.
Elena helps you as you make your way out of the hospital.
The silence was uncomfortable. You didn't know what to say, and she didn't want to trigger your cries again.
The only thing in your mind is him and all the what ifs.
"Vas a decirle?" Elena broke the silence. (You're telling him?).
You didn't even know your next step, afraid of everything. You only responded by moving your shoulders.
"Sabes que estoy aquí para ti, verdad?" (You know I'm here for you, right?).
You only nod. Just wishing you could wake up for this nightmare.
Lucky you, the driver pull up to the hotel. You exit the car as fast as possible, ignoring Elena calling your name.
You run to the elevator, not waiting for her, just wanting to dissappear on your room. Thankfully, you and Elena had separate rooms.
You slammed the door as you entered, throwing yourself in bed.
After a good hour or so without moving, just existing in bed, you grabbed your phone. Making the mistake of opening Twitter.
You stared at the screen, feeling empty.
Two months.
In two months he replaced you.
After all the "you're irreplaceable."
After four years.
"Okay."
August 2026
"Venga, que parece que cada que te veo estas más grande." Paulo and you are sitting on his couch, his hand on your belly. (C'mon, it looks like every time I see you, you're bigger).
"Paulo," you laugh. "Eso es porque cada vez va creciendo más. Duh." (That's because it's growing constantly).
He laughs as well.
Paulo got so excited when you told him the news.
He loves kids. He's the type of guy who you'll fall in love with just looking at him with a kid.
"El big boy esta cada vez más grande, eso me encanta." (Big boy is getting bigger by the day, I love it.)
"Big boy," you repeat, laughing. "Mami dice que no le gusta que le digas así." (Mom said she doesn't like it when you call him like that).
"A mi me gusta decirle así." (I like calling him that). You caress your belly. "Big boy."
You were thankful for all the support your family gives you.
They didn't judge you or repremend you when you told them the news. Your parents were excited, taking the first flight to Portofino, your brother cried, he was happy to be an uncle.
They even supported your decision of not telling Pedro about the pregnancy.
After the picture of him and that girl, you decided that if he had already moved on with his life, that was okay, but you were moving too, without him.
You blocked all the people from Tenerife and cut ties with all his friends from Barcelona. You even blocked his family from everything. Your brother did the same in support.
Your parents weren't posting or mentioning anything about your baby, not wanting to mention something to the wrong person, and have Pedro and his family find out.
"Te gusta esta foto?" Me la tomé el otro día y Elena quiere que la suba." (Do you like this picture? I took it the other day, and Elena is nagging me to post it). You showed him the picture.
He nods and motivate you to post it too.
So you did.
"Harás una sesión de fotos como mamá te sugirió?" (Are you doing a maternity photoshoot like mom asked you to?)
"No sé, creo que si." (I don't know, I think so).
August 2026
"Dame una sonrisa, mami." The photographer says.
Elena, your mom and you were at Mike Peralta, a big photographer. You mom wanted the best of the best for your maternity shoot.
After a while, you're done with the photos, kind of tired. Being seven months pregnant was making you tired all day.
"Oh mi amor, estas fotos están preciosas," your mom says as Mike shows her the photos. (Oh baby, this pictures are adorable).
You change into the clothes you bring.
Elena, as well as your mother, loved your photos.
"Hola a todos." (Hello, everyone).
A very happy and excited Paulo enters the room with different drinks.
"Un chai latte para Lena, una americano para mamá, un té sin azúcar para Mike, un frappe caramelo para mi y un frappe matcha para ti y para mi big boy." (A chai latte for Lena, a Black Americano for mamá, a tea without sugar for Mike, a Caramel Frappe for me and a matcha frappe for you and big boy). He says, giving each person their drink.
When he gets to you, he kisses your belly as he hands you the drink.
"Paulo, amor mío, ven a ver las fotos." (Paulo, my love, come see the pictures). Your mom dragged him to the computer.
After your mom paid, not letting you do it, you all went back to the house you have in Portugal.
You were thankful for all the opportunities your parents gave you. They worked really hard for you and Paulo to have a nice future.
Something that always made you laugh was that Pedro's fan girls used to say you were a gold digger. Even when you grew up with more money than him.
Having that stability helped you get away from him. Not having to get back to Tenerife to do all the things you were doing.
September 2026
"No puedo creer que este año tenga que ir sola a celebrar mi cumpleaños" (I can't believe that this year I have to celebrate my birthday alone). Elena says, after her birthday dinner, you were in Manchester, she wanted to celebrate there.
You were sad too, it was the first time in all your friendship you didn't celebrate together.
"Tomemos una foto, antes de que te vayas." (Let's take a picture before you leave).
"Estoy bien hinchada, le haces photoshop." (I'm so bloated, photoshop it).
You laugh extra hard.
"Lena, créeme que la única barriga que van a ver es la mía." (The only belly people will see is mine, trust me).
"Okay." She giggle as pose with you in front of the mirror.
Elena left for her party.
She was going to a new club that her boyfriend owned.
She loved parties, and her boyfriend had the perfect places for her to party.
As the night went, she wanted to take some pictures with her whole group. But before anything, she was going to retouch her makeup.
Making her way to the bathroom, she hit someone. Making that person throw the drink in their hand.
"Omg, I'm so sorry." She turned at one table stealing their napkins.
"Elena?"
Her eyes found that person eyes.
"Pedro."
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SÃO PUALO N1 REP, SPEAK NOW, RED, FOLKORE, 1989 LOOKS
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italian surnames BUT excluding "i"
Acaro Accopra Ajetterro Alcano Alorro Altro Aluparano Ammasto Ammela Amone Anenunto Araffonala Arella Arona Aulzo Aurragno Avalle Bagno Bagro Balerno Barato Barevanto Basato Batta Batto Begampo Belgate Bellaura Bellonto Benno Benzettura Beonzoca Beretaro Berlo Beronell Bertorgo Betta Bevaspaspa Bocapozzo Bonela Bonso Borro Borsone Borta Bossone Bottano Braco Branna Brello Bruzza Bucane Bucca Buocca Buolo Buonesca Buttarre Cabre Cafan Caferte Cafferca Calacolo Calanna Calbella Caldone Calello Calveruto Calvorto Camaza Camone Cancavene Canera Cangone Canna Canto Cappace Carandaolo Carcola Cardo Cardora Carea Carello Cares Carette Carla Carle Carna Carno Carolana Carolo Carozzo Carso Caselle Casello Caspa Cassa Casso Castra Catellanzo Cavervul Cello Celmo Cenno Cernetta Ceroa Cersolo Cesta Cherno Cheta Cleso Cognaltole Colone Coluffa Comerane Commanda Compora Conezzo Conna Corano Corbosare Corello Corenza Corna Corno Corodda Corrano Corzo Cosane Cosca Cosso Cottella Cozzato Cozzono Crano Crazza Crellarese Crelle Cruolzo Cuone Cupose Curlemazzo Curogata Cursareo Curtondare Cuzzano Dambacone Darne Datelo Dazzarano Dazzo Dellate Demeno Dendo Donso Dotta Dreno Duddu Emarano Epesse Epetrolo Fabaco Fabre Fagna Fanga Fanno Fanterella Fanzo Faranderno Fasce Fastantone Favanzo Faverre Fenta Feone Ferra Ferre Ferto Fettorno Flala Follo Fraca Frantrop Frasso Frato Frazza Frelfo Frentero Frescara Galaule Galla Gallano Galono Gampatello Gancapo Ganesolo Ganse Ganta Gararbel Garongozza Gatranno Gazzo Gella Gensane Ghetto Ghettolo Gossonato Gracca Graco Grano Grene Gucche Guero Guzzuto Julena Lacure Lanta Lante Lazzo Lella Leonca Lerto Letto Losso Lozzo Lusolo Madomague Maeta Mafavanne Maferza Magavallo Magna Magnato Malara Mamarano Mamate Mamello Manacco Manate Manda Mando Manello Mannelleco Manzacella Maracca Marado Mardo Mardole Mardolo Marfere Marla Maros Marosola Masalla Masamagno Masone Masso Masto Matola Matto Mazzesso Mella Melletano Memmers Menta Mente Monceso Monco Monello Morellano Morzo Mranco Murto Naldate Nanse Napompon Narello Narfofaba Nasso Nasta Nazzo Nuero Opannello Opola Ormarerano Pacaro Paganta Palana Pallo Panato Pangenta Pannaro Panne Panto Panzaps Paolla Papano Pardo Parelle Parreppafo Parulla Pasamone Pasoa Patta Pazze Pedavalta Pella Pello Pelloto Pentagolo Perabra Perascaste Peravaro Percattara Perlazza Perne Peroste Perra Perro Peruzzo Pestella Pesto Petra Petrabucco Pettalcop Petto Pomene Ponellona Porgo Prello Prescaca Prezzese Proce Prona Prone Pualo Qualta Ranne Ravalle Rellando Rellodo Rendone Resentarna Retto Rezzafo Rolluccova Ronta Rotta Rozzullo Rundra Runtro Sabatto Salca Salumbella Salvano Samanzo Sanesene Sangone Sarcero Sarenna Sarla Sator Sattaroso Satto Sbaro Sbello Sbellonse Sbenzo Scadegazzo Scano Scapuzzo Scarello Scarla Scaro Scondro Scuzzo Seghe Sendo Sento Setra Settagno Setto Sfesce Smarde Smarola Somando Sonna Sotto Spadone Spafa Spara Spatta Spetta Stalla Stane Stetta Strana Stresette Talzo Tancarco Tando Tandrella Taraola Teccatelle Tella Tenza Tenzo Tescotto Tezzo Todda Tolannello Tombrucco Tozza Trato Trattato Trella Tronto Trospasca Tuccone Uberne Ugulla Vacele Vaddafeo Valdo Valeone Valvone Varabrabra Varea Vasto Vatto Vecco Veddato Vendo Venne Veroneste Verpevese Vesto Volace Volonesta Vulleno Zaccava Zaglo Zamono Zannel Zaroto Zutosano
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Bolsonaro's allies admit that questioning the elections only serves to inflame the protests in Brazil
Bolsonaro’s allies admit that questioning the elections only serves to inflame the protests in Brazil
Coup demonstration by supporters of Jair Bolsonaro, in Sao Pualo, Brazil. – CRIS FAGA / ZUMA PRESS / CONTACT PHOTO Jair Bolsonaro’s political allies have recognized behind the scenes that the audit presented by the Liberal Party (PL) against the election results has no prospect of prospering and that its objective is to inflame protests that have been increasing in recent days. , registering acts…
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Best of Princess Tutu: Episode 6, part 7
“The Phantom of the ballet troupe is there... inside your mind...”
So, in Golden Crown town there are cars/vehicles. That means the time span can be earliest at the beginning of 1900 when cars began to be popularized in Europe. But it was more rare to have one, and a big thing like the troupe’s truck really makes this go further to 20′s. Electrick lightning also became common in the early 20th century. Still this town seems somewhat older to fit this time period in my opinnion... maybe it just greatly falls behind in advancement?
The clothes they wear on their freetime however surely come from 21st century lol...
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Walnut and Cranberry Pilaf, is a one pot rice flavourful preparation with sweet and tangy cranberries and crunchy Walnuts.
Today I am here with a very simple, easy and a flavourful rice Pilaf/Pulao with Walnuts and Cranberries.
I came across Walnut and Cranberry Rice Pilaf recipe few days back, when I was searching and finalizing the dishes for Mega Blogging Marathon. For the letter W, I had 2-3 dishes in mind, Wild Rice, Whole Moong Khichdi or Whole Wheat Khichdi. I came across the recipe for Walnut and Cranberry Rice on Food Network. I add nuts to various Pulao dishes like Kashmiri Pulao, Dhaniya Pulao, Meethe Chawal, many of that you have seen in last few days and have never used Walnuts in rice. So this recipe got me interested . I referred to lot of recipes on internet and then finalized the recipe as per our taste.
I used absolutely no spice in this recipe except cumin seeds.The recipes on Internet called for adding walnut while cooking rice, I roasted walnuts in a separate pan, and then added to the cooked rice. The roasted Walnuts add a nice crunch and a distinct aroma to Pulao. The pulao also has bold garlic flavour due to over roasted garlic in butter. Cranberries add a sweet and tangy flavour.
We loved this simple buttery Rice Pilaf with bold garlic flavours and crunchy walnuts and sweet and tangy cranberries. I had planned stir fried broccoli and hot and Sour Tomato Soup for the evening . This flavourful Pilaf gelled so well with the Broccoli and soup. The rice can also be paired with any vegetarian or non-vegetarian buttery curries like makhani gravy. It is good option for the kids who do not like spicy food. My 7 yr old, loved the crunchy walnuts along with cranberries in pilaf. For Moms it is light and good option for kid’s lunch box. You can also add almonds and cashew nuts along with raisins and make it a dry fruit pulao for your little ones.
Let’s see how I made this simple and flavourful Walnut and Cranberry Pulao..
Walnut and Cranberry Rice Pulao/Pilaf
Walnut and Cranberry Pilaf, is a one pot rice flavourful preparation with sweet and tangy cranberries and crunchy Walnuts.
1 Cup Basmati Rice
1-2 tbsp Walnuts
1-2 tbsp Cranberry
1 tsp Cumin Seeds/Jeera
1 tsp Butter
1 tsp Olive Oil
2 Garlic Seeds
1/4 Cup Finely Chopped Onions
1.5 Cup Water/Vegetable stock
Salt to taste
Wash and soak rice for 15-20 minutes in enough water.
Roast walnuts in a pan till these give nutty aroma. Keep the flame to low.
In a heavy bottomed pan, add butter and oil.
Add cumin seeds, when the seeds crackle, add finely chopped/minced garlic. Saute till brown in color. Do not burn garlic.
Add onions, when onions turn translucent add cranberries and saute for a minute or till cranberries swell up.
Drain water from rice, and add to the pan. Saute for a minute then add water or stock. Add salt as per required. Mix well, lower the flame and cover the pan, cook rice till done. It takes another 10 minutes to cook rice.
Cook till water evaporates, check for the doneness of rice.
Add roasted walnuts and mix lightly. Garnish with chopped parsley or cilantro.
I use White Basmati Rice. You can use brown rice also in place of white rice. Cooking time will differ.
You can saute walnuts in oil and then use the same oil to prepare pulao.
Lightly mix rice and walnuts, so the grains are separate and do not turn mushy.
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Do try this simple and easy Pulao recipe. This can also go well with any tomato based or makhani curry.
Treat them to this flavourful rice preparation that is wholesome, filling and so flavourful.
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This is 16th in my series of A-Z Biryani/Pulao/Khichdi dishes, that I am taking to Mega Blogging Marathon April ’19.
Day 23. V. Walnut and Cranberry Rice
This is an event where I along with a group of fellow bloggers are blogging everyday about Biryani/Pulao/Khichdi dishes this whole April, with Sundays off.
My earlier posts for the event..
Day 1. A.. Aloo Matar Ki Tehri
Day 2. B..Broccoli Mushroom Pulao
Day 3 . C..Chana Dal Khichdi
Day 4. D..Dhaniya Pulao
Day 5. E.. Easy Steamed Rice in Instant Pot with Pot in Pot Method
Day 6. F.. Fresh Mint and Peas Pulao
Day 7. G.. Gatte Ka Pulao
Day 8. H.. Hari Moong Dal Khichdi
Day 9. I.. Iyengar Puliyogare(Instant)
Day 10. J.. Jeera Rice
Day 11. K.. Kashmiri Pulao
Day 12. L.. Lucknowi Veg. Dum Biryani
Day 13. M.. Mixed Veg Pulao
Day 14. N.. No-Onion No-Garlic Kadhai Paneer Pulao
Day 15. O.. Oats and Moong Dal Khichdi
Day 16. P.. Pearl Pulao
Day 17. Q..Quinoa Pulao
Day 18. R.. Rajasthani Kabuli(Jodhpuri Pulao)
Day 19. S.. Spicy Chilli Garlic and Bell Pepper Rice
Day 20. T.. Tomato Corn and Basil Pulao
Day 22. V. Vegetable Biryani in Instant Pot
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Walnut and Cranberry Pilaf/Pulao Walnut and Cranberry Pilaf, is a one pot rice flavourful preparation with sweet and tangy cranberries and crunchy Walnuts.
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El misterio de la naturaleza humana. "Elize Matsunaga"
El misterio de la naturaleza humana. “Elize Matsunaga”
Lo que pasó en el crimen de Marco Matsunaga, cuya esposa lo asesinó y lo descuartizó, lo sabemos desde el primer momento, pero por qué lo hizo Elize sigue siendo un misterio, el misterio más grande que hay en esta vida: el misterio de la naturaleza humana. El interés de este True Crime radica no en que nos cuenten el asesinato sino en escuchar a la asesina, Elize, en la primera entrevista que da,…
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*Pualo waves, kitty mews.
Kissy: she sits with them
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Dando continuidade a maratona de maio... hoje eu fui a prateleira para escolher um livro ambientado em minha cidade (São Paulo) e voltei de lá com: Malditos Paulistas, de Marcos Rey. Fui até a prateleira e ali fiquei — imóvel — a observar os livros e seus cenários tantos.
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Elane Elani Emaawana Emainaka Emealoa Emekekaleo Enohaneke Evaloioa Ewainokula Ewani Hakawa Halaina Halina Haloa Haloha Hanakealuna Hananalei Hanaoa Hanikona Ha’au Ha’ilani Heali Healoapele Helewai Hili’aui Hoeliamela Hoewai Hokeka Holane Honani Ho’imakani Ho’olaukia Ho’ole Huaina Huani Hua’imi Huini Hulanohi Hunui Ialanaheohi Ihuna Ikione Imalia Ioale’au Ioani Ioelia Iokaheopo Iokalokeli Iokani Iukuna Iulani Iuluanu Iwiwiwila Kaaheo Kaahokinoa Kaahua Kaaini Kaala Kaale Kaanaeoni Kaanana Kaani Kaapihi Kaau’ula Kahala Kahani Kahapla Kaha’ai Kahea Kaheo Kahewala Kahia Kahika’i Kahila Kahilaui Kahilealanu Kahi’i Kahoana Kahoelia Kaholani Kahou Kahualomimo Kahuana Kaikele Kaiki Kailanoa Kailia Kailika Kainahilipo Kaini Kaipono Kai’alokea Kakaha Kakai Kakanana Kakuohau Kalaha Kalaini Kalanikaioa Kalaniki Kalanuha Kalea Kaleano Kalehu Kaleinoe Kalele Kaleleio Kalenamu Kale’ene Kalii Kalilapa’i Kali’i’i Kaloha Kalohakea Kalokoa Kaloku Kalopile Kamaehoa Kamaini Kamakale Kamakamahe Kamauna Kamina Kamini Kamoa Kamuika’i Kanalolena Kanana Kanaokani Kana’io Kanekanalei Kania Kanielalana Kanika Kaokeleilia Kapana Kapeleonani Kapilikahua Kapumanikeo Kapuuohau Kauaonoe Kaukameli Kaukeli Kauki Kaukina Kauko Kaulaiula Kaulani Kaule Kaumomi Kauna Kaunauia Kawaina Kawani Kawanui Kawiwialana Ka’ahoe Ka’ala Ka’alani Ka’alokea Ka’alone Ka’ana Ka’ane Ka’auhilao Ka’eleina Ka’eleini Ka’ilani Ka’ili Ka’ilia Ka’io Ka’ioani Kealikala Kealu Keanoe Keaukopi’a Keawai Keawane Kekaa Kekaae Kekahoo Kekai Kekalani Kekamalani Kekea Kekeokanoa Kekeona Kelani Kelei Keleia Keleina Keleona Kelialini Kelina Keliokahua Kelohalehi Kemelia Kenani Keokeau’ua Keokula Keolaloha Keolani Kepale Ke’akeawi Kikala Kikani Kikina Kilia Kinihinoa Kiolani Kuala Kuali Kualoha Kuela Kuele Kueleini Kueloha Kuemekoni Kuika’eo Kukoli’ilii Kulani Kulano’opou Kulea Kuloana Kumoana Kuohelekeka Ku’okia Ku’ulani Ku’ulu Laaui Lanaini Lanika Lanui Leakelea Leakilia Leialinoa Leialohani Leikalia Leikona Lekelani Lepaulani Le’ai Liahi Liamalana Liamane Lianalu Liikia Lika’iwia Likikalo Lilapua Li’ioele Lohanuela Loho’opo’i Lokela Lomani Lonuemelanu Luani Lukimila Lukiona Lukulanu Maahi Mahani Mahaunani Mahela Mahele Maheone Mahiahe Mahookeni Mahoopukia Mahou Mailauna Maina Mainani Maini Maionoe Maiukeia Makaai Makalani Makaleponi Makalohani Makau Makena’a Makia Makiamu Makilani Makimi Makini Maku’ulii Malani Malano Malanui Malohani Mauluka’i Meiali’i Mekekeala Melane Melehu Meleiae Melepona Mikamalani Mikanani Milai Milei Mipau Mohani Mohanoa Moha’i Mokekeoni Momakina Momikonole Momiminala Moopiko Muehua Muemakano Naihu Nakala Nakea Nalokumalui Noeleia Noelu Nohamalea Nohani Nohuna No’okeolani Nuelanui Olani Olini Oloke Opalani Opalehu Opawa Opeka Opelani Opelawia Opelea Opola Opo’okelani Palile Paluamanaoi Panika Pauohi Pauohipomi Pawmanoe Pa’aka’i Pa’aloioni Pa’ele Pa’ileiko Peiliikani Peini Pekawaio Pekepi’i Pelei Peleini Pelekala Pelikini Penau Penikalai Pihoku Pikimakoa Pilalohi Pilana Pila’au Piliala Pilii Poha’alamae Pomalo Ponea Ponohi Ponolini Po’olani Pualo Puana Puanakahui Puane Puani Puano Puaopa Puhileia Puka’i Pumakaui Punalani Roselehue Roselei Ulakai Ulaneau Ulano Ulanukoia Ula’iwiwo’i Ulekana’io Ulohina Ulukone U’alanai Waaui Waawali’i Waikalo Waini Wanikawano Wiaukuohou
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3,11,22 φορ δε μπουκς πλιζ
3. Ποια ήταν τα πέντε αγαπημένα σου βιβλία που διάβασες φέτος;
Το αίμα των άλλων, Simone de Beauvoir
Χρέος: τα πρώτα 5000 χρόνια, David Graeber
Η αγωγή του καταπιεζόμενου , Pualo Freire
Οι τελευταίες ημέρες του Ιούδα Ισκαριώτη, Stephen Adly Guirgis
Το αριστερό χέρι του σκότους, Ursula K. Le Guin
11. Ποιο ήταν το αγαπημένο σου από τα βιβλία που ενώ ήθελες να διαβάσεις εδώ και καιρό, μόλις τώρα διάβασες;
Η αγαπημένη της Toni Morrison την οποία είχα προσπαθήσει στο παρελθόν και είχα αποτύχει παταγωδώς και την Πανούκλα του Καμύ την οποία ανέβαλλα να διαβάσω χρόνια.
22. Ποιο ήταν το πιο μεγάλο βιβλίο που διάβασες;
Σε μέγεθος το Αυτό αλλάζει τα πάντα της Naomi Klein αλλά αυτό που μου πήρε τον περισσότερο χρόνο ήταν η αγωγή του Καταπιεζόμενου του Freire
end of the year book ask
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Best of Princess Tutu: Episode 6, part 9
Fakir: See, Mytho? This is how you wear pants. Put them on. Mytho: But they feel so restraining I hate it. Mytho: We only wore stockings in the Story Book. Fakir: You live in reality now so you need to respect our culture and put pants on! Mytho: :(
Mytho makes every adult feel like a pedophile while watching this... (me included)
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De vorbă cu diavolul: Poveste cu tâlc de Paulo Coehlo
Diavolul ne poate convinge să facem un pact cu el nu numai prin ispite, ci și prin tentativa de a ne arăta că trăim într-o lume a temerii, terorii. Tocmai despre asta ne vorbește Paulo Coehlo în a sa poveste cu tâlc... Un om admira apusul soarelui pe o plajă splendidă, alături de soția sa, bucurându-se de o binemeritată vacanță. Totul părea să fie cuprins de o pace absolută când, dintr-o dată, din adâncul inimii lui, a auzit o voce plăcută, prietenoasă, care i-a pus o întrebare dificilă.... https://www.diane.ro/2019/07/de-vorba-cu-diavolul-poveste-talc-coehlo.html
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