#chianina

[nickysfacts]

Some mouth watering history for y’all!

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[vegehana-food]

✿ キアニーナ牛 | Chianina ・キアーナ牛は、トスカーナ州東部からウンブリア州方面に広がるキアーナ渓谷に由来している。イタリアを代表す��最高級ブランド「キアニーナ牛」は、大昔から存在するイタリアの在来種で、世界中の牛の祖先と言われている。古代エトルリア時代でも飼育されており、古代ローマ時代にはキアニーナの白さや大きさが神聖なものとして崇められ、生贄に捧げられたといわれている。 ・キアニーナ牛は、もともと肉質が柔らかく、たんぱく質が豊富で、コレステロール値が他の牛と比べても低い。また風味の良さだけでなく、肉質は繊細さをもっている通常の牛肉は、２５％のコレステロール値に対して、キアニーナ牛は５％以下といわれているほど、圧倒的に低い。

[manifestocarnivoro]

LA CHIANINA IN VASETTO

Tra le varie proposte della Macelleria Fracassi relative alla Chianina troviamo anche una gamma di preparati in vasetto di vetro pronti per essere consumati, comodi e pratici ma con tutta la qualità e la bontà garantite dalla selezione effettuata da Simone. Lo Spezzatino di Chianina, ad esempio, preparato semplicemente cucinando la carne con ortaggi, pomodoro, olio di oliva, sale, spezie e nulla più, è un gustoso e profumato secondo piatto tipico della tradizione toscana. È sufficiente scaldare il vasetto a bagnomaria. Il prodotto, insieme agli altri della gamma, è disponibili su l’e-commerce foodoteka.com

Fonte: “La chianina del Fracassi”, Eurocarni 11/23

[2t2r]

La Chianina - la race des plus grandes vaches du monde

Nouvel article publié sur https://www.2tout2rien.fr/la-chianina-la-race-des-plus-grandes-vaches-du-monde/

La Chianina - la race des plus grandes vaches du monde

[samwisethewitch]

Similar vibe: My husband and I just came back from our honeymoon in Rome and he smuggled two blocks of real Parmesan cheese through airport security because neither of us had ever tasted a cheese with that much complexity before.

You know the problem with "adding the amount of spices that would make your ancestors happy" is that my ancestors are the type who'd take one look at my dish and say "Well the problem is that you've got no FUCKING BUTTER in there," and I have to reply, "Sir. This is a Mexican dish."

[bovineblogger]

I just discovered that Chianina cattle exist. They’re very pretty.

THEYRE SOOO CUTEEEEEEEEEEEE very aerodynamic!!

[mommybard]

I was gonna do another, but like, whether they're Lowlines, Holsteins, or Chianinas, they're just...they're just great. All of them are. Especially when you get to play with them for hours on end. Yeah, like the other two, this also is not about cows

[stringsnwires]

okay but if everyone on the team was a farm animal like. what would they be (you included) and why?

Oh, oh! I gotta think about this.

So, my first thought was that Defense would all be guard dogs. No need to explain the thought process. But I already said I'd wanna be a cattle. Longhorn. Even though they're damn docile, they're still good animals.

N Demoman with that ole Highland cattle. All fuzzy n nice. It matches his hair.

Naturally, Heavy would be a Beefmaster. But I also played with a Belgian Blue or Chianina. Then I figure he may as well be a ranch dog. So either a mean ole bull with horns or a huge, protective mountain dog.

The Offense fellows are pretty easy too.

Solly's a beautiful stallion or a big dog, like a big Pit or mutt. Looks a little like him n they're all super stern about their way n their comfort zones. Loyal when you got em. Immovable things.

Scooter's one'a those farm hares, or maybe just a plain ole bunny.

Pyro's a real rickety chicken. Or maybe a silly little floppy-eared goat. But I'm thinkin' about how a feisty hen is a force to be reckoned with!

Support... Those prissy folks don't belong anywhere near a farm so that's more tough. Honestly though, maybe they're all barn cats. Or just Sniper. I kinda think he's a barn owl tough.

Spy could also be a bunny. I don't know the breeds too well but I can't decide between an Angora or those small, black n white ones.

Medic's... hm. Either a cat or maybe a jumpy horse of some kind. What do y'all think?

Aw, hell, wait! It just hit me. Doc's a duck! Or a goose. Easy.

[pleb-the-original]

Day 10: Ship Dynamic

(Ok so I dunno how many know this but I'm pretty aromantic. Like the kind where I used to hate romance subplots in the books I read cause I just felt it derailed and took attention away from actually important stuff like not romance. So I had to do research to figure out the ship dynamic thing. I decided to look up lesser known dynamics and the one I found was "small feral gremlin lady and the big person who keeps them in line". I personally called it the leashed cat dynamic since I doubt a lot of cats like being leashed. So I just kinda made a fluffy domestic couple, who are also lesbians because yuri wins. Don't ask about the names) Name: Kiki and Bouba

Species: Savannah Cat and Chianina Cow

Personality: Kiki: Chaotic, feral, dominant, wild, hyperactive, cheery, peppy, highly temperamental. Bouba: Low-key, anxious, soft spoken, submissive, downtrodden, calm, orderly, personable Summary: No one is really sure just how in the world Kiki and Bouba got together, let alone get this far into their relationship. Yet these two are hopelessly in love with each other with no signs of stopping. Even sharing the same apartment has somehow not driven them insane with their differences. Kiki is a veritable wild child that’s always down for anything no matter how crazy just to have fun. Meanwhile Bouba is more a lowkey individual who sticks closely to their comfort zone and has a hard time doing new things. But together they compliment each other. Kiki helps Bouba step out and try new things while Bouba keeps Kiki in check to make sure things don’t get too crazy. They both love and respect each other’s needs and desires but recognize when they need to step in. This also extends to the bedroom where they are practiced BDSM practitioners. They mutually chose this route as a way to express both of their tendencies in a controlled and healthy way. Their relationship is built on respect and trust.

[paraextant]

STATUS: Open (1/5) LOCATION: The Bastion @ Ballroom Gala

A sense of tentative civilization garlands the gala. The narrowed, drifting sweep of his sight intuitively acquaints and dismisses the meticulously considered fixtures and tinsels of this event; like the sensibly curated menu – no overbearing cygnets carved out of ice stiffly bowing their necks or cuts of Chianina arranged into tender terraces to be seen – white table cloths figurative and literal straightened over to obscure obscene associations like 'swan-song' or 'slaughter'. It wouldn't do, after a speech about memory and a dictum for the future. He passes by a waiter setting down a wide, shallow crystal bowl of Fine de Claire oysters arranged in an unfurling whorl on a bed of ice– the slender morsels sure to pragmatize appetites, and still appease with its distinctive flavor. A selection made by an enterprising hospitality always accounting for taste.

Appropriate. Kristian supposes, with a twitch of his lip, as he walks on, the flute of champagne pinched between his fingers (barely sipped, flat by now). He isn't persuaded– doesn't care to be, beyond the tenuously mutual deference constituting the hotel's architecture. A murder in a room elusively renders the interior, after all (despite industrial cleaners and a recarpeting). The way an abattoir can never be truly clean, only sterile. As he languidly weaves his way to the balcony, he catches snatches of conversation – static and innocuous jaw-talk – the low string-hum of the live band's double bass unintentionally conspiring to intone what can't be said in a chesty refrain. Condolences elude him. He's decided he doesn't want to talk to anyone.

Loosed from the mutely shimmering cavalcade of the crowd, he sets the champagne flute on an abandoned drink trolley parked by the balcony door. He stands behind the balustrades, hands in his pockets, London's landscape unfurling in smears, conversation and music coalescing into nonsensical murmurs vibrating against his back. The feeling of plateau's consolation a lukewarm and unsmiling voice in his head: someone's dead and you're not. He should smoke now, he supposes. Fishing out a crumpled pack of Dunhills, he slots a cigarette in the corner of his lips, stalled, when someone else joins him by the balcony. He blinks, and it's a thoughtless formality when he offers the pack to the other person. "Smoke?" singular, 'want to' discounted from the invitation, a slight hike of his lips into a smile. Amiable in just the way everything here is supposed to be: sensibly so.

[tumbluca]

Sono sempre stato uno specista capriccioso. Mi nutro di fassona, chianina ed angus, alla faccia di questi mentecatti che pensano di salvare il mondo imbrattandolo.

[crossroad1960]

Il ministro Francesco Lollobrigida è inebriato dall’imminente approvazione della legge che proibirà in Italia la produzione e il commercio della carne coltivata, o sintetica, come ama dire lui. Qui s’era provato a sottolineare la bizzarria di vietare qualcosa che nell’Unione europea non è permesso, ma se un giorno sarà permesso toccherà permetterlo pure a noi: è già successo con le farine d’insetto. Non si coltiva carne né io coltivavo speranze, già venute meno quando la senatrice Elena Cattaneo illustrò il paradosso al ministro: vietate quello che ancora stiamo studiando, e se stiamo studiando è perché non sappiamo, e se non sappiamo come facciamo a decidere di non volere? Niente da fare. Il ministro ha già deciso: la carne coltivata è una porcheria, la qualità va difesa: vuoi mettere la frisona? Vuoi mettere la chianina? E ieri ha dettagliato sul millenario rapporto fra terra e cibo, e nessuna provetta oserà soppiantarlo. Ma soprattutto non intende arrendersi all’idea di un mondo nel quale un’élite mangia pezzi di prima qualità e miliardi di persone saranno costrette a ingurgitare una sorta di “carburante”. In effetti oggi nei paesi sviluppati ognuno di noi consuma 76 chilogrammi di carne all’anno (in Italia 79); nei paesi in via di sviluppo se ne consuma meno della metà, 34 chilogrammi; e poi ci sono i paesi poveri, dove se ne consumano dieci chili scarsi e, siccome è una media, c’è chi vede sì e no un arrosticino ogni sei mesi. Ecco, sembra brutto prospettare a costoro l’ipotesi di rimediare una bistecca coltivata un paio di volte la settimana. È robaccia. In attesa della frisona, meglio star leggeri. (Mattia Feltri)

[cucinaecuore]

Sua maestà :L’hamburger

Hamburger di carne chianina con scamorza senza lattosio, zucchine e cipolla rossa grigliata e maionese vegetale

[emz26]

veicoli leggeri

Imbocco la corsia di decelerazione per entrare in autogrill, una scritta minacciosa mi sorprende, “veicoli leggeri”...mmmhhh, la mia moto pesa quanto un cubo di ghisa ed è carica quanto uno sherpa, un filo di preoccupazione mi assale,

” colpa della nana (anatra) a pranzo”

“che poi è un animale che vola quindi è leggero”

“comunque il filetto di chianina lo potevi evitare”

“filetto, mica bistecca, è una roba che si da ai bambini malati”

“coglione, hai sterminato un piccolo allevamento ed ora ti preoccupi che la strada non frani?”

“se tiene divento vegetariano!”

“immagino anche astemio”

“speriamo a bene”

[2t2r]

La Chianina - la race des plus grandes vaches du monde

Nouvel article publié sur 2tout2rien: https://www.2tout2rien.fr/la-chianina-la-race-des-plus-grandes-vaches-du-monde/

La Chianina - la race des plus grandes vaches du monde

[proudtobechubby]

Lunch date | [homemade] | Rome

Hamburger fatti in casa con hamburger di chianina, sottilette cheddar, bacon, funghi e uovo.