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Fettunta Party 2010 A few shots

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Il 45° Rally della Fettunta torna in Toscana

🔴🔴Il 45° Rally della Fettunta torna in Toscana

Squadra che vince non si cambia. Il 45º Rally della Fettunta (7-8 dicembre 2024) torna con questo spirito a far danzare in Toscana le top car dei campionati internazionali. La Scuderia Valdelsa Corse ASD, con il supporto di Scuderia Motor Team, conferma il percorso nel Chianti, le prove speciali più amate, la formula in due giorni, la logistica di gara, la partenza sabato a Barberino Val d’Elsa,…

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Bundougi (bun+dough+beondegi), the raw dough pokemon! It loves to eat flavorful foods, and is intently focused on finding more at all times. As it eats, it produces an oily secretion that can be used to make delicious condiments.

Brumetta (brumate+bruschetta), the small loaf pokemon! When it evolves, its tough, bready crust will be left behind in its pan as its new form emerges. Afterwards this shell makes a perfect edible bowl for savory dishes.

Flittunta (flit+fettunta), the fly pokemon! It always carries a large breadcrumb, which it will dip into soups and beverages in order to eat them, as it can only consume liquids. It is always looking for tastier things to drink, so that it can provide the perfect meal for its Bundougi.

I had a genius idea for a fakemon the other day, and I just knew I had to draw it - and the sketch actually turned out well enough that i wanted to post it here! I've always wanted there to be a fly pokemon - Cutiefly only barely counts because Ribombee isn't a real bug anymore - and it all came together when I had the idea of a fly that uses a breadcrumb instead of a proboscis, and evolves from a little maggot made of raw dough (and the alcohol-producing yeast to tsuchinoko connection was a happy accident i was delighted to include). The line maybe seems a little disjointed, but I think it works in a gen 2 sort of way, especially with the little rubberhose gloves on Flittunta. I like to imagine they live in a region that also has other begloved critters, like Ledian, Poliwhirl, and Makuhita.

Some important notes that didn't fit into the dex entry format: the olive oil on Bundougi's back and in its snail trail gets infused with the flavors of whatever it eats; instead of getting out of its toasty little pan and walking, Brumetta just totters around on the pan's corners; a Flittunta gets its very first crumb from its old breadbowl shell, but will steal new bread chunks from wherever it can get them after that, like a seagull with fries

[frumious-bandersnatch-ao3]

A little bit of cannibalism for your prompt? As a treat? (And for characters/ship, I keep seeing you talk about Alastair/Dean so 👀. If you feel so inclined.)

Shucked open and hollow, he’d named every cut excised before it had been wrapped tenderly in brown butcher’s paper and tied with twine. Tasted carpaccio sliced warm and still twitching from his psoas major, had the blood on his lips nudged tenderly against his tongue by the edge of a calloused thumb. Prairie oysters fried quickly; dredged in flour and spices and christened, still hot, with a squeeze of lemon. Crisped and crunched between his teeth, he’d moaned both at the taste and at the nauseatingly slippery sensation of his intestines slowly being uncoiled and removed to be cleaned.

It was going to be a date night, in a few days, and Alastair wanted to keep his options open as far as what he was going to cook went. It wasn’t torture– not anymore, not when he was off the rack, not when he was Alastair’s equal, now: his protégé, his student. It was soft, and gentle; the pain as much an act of love as the soft words murmured between howls and screams, panted out of a ruined throat. 

“I’ve carved my heart out for you, too,” Alastair breathed against Dean’s aorta. His heart was still beating, still attached, and Alastair was licking and biting at the wet muscle of it. “Not nearly as beautiful, I’m afraid; my meat’s gone rotten after so many thousands of years down here, bathed in sulfur and ichor… twisted into shape. Yours will be too, some day.” Would be, if not for God’s grand plan, but Dean didn’t need to know about it, not when they were enjoying their time together.

“I’ll like it,” Dean wheezed, eyes rolling back in his head and mouth hanging open for a few seconds in a silent scream that died somewhere between diaphragm and throat, “all the same, if it’s yours.”

Dinner that night, when Dean was made whole again and the setting had twisted from rack into kitchen, was served in four courses: heart tartare on grilled fettunta; a salad of blanched lotus root and pomegranate with scallions and a chili-ginger vinaigrette, tenderloin cooked rare (the crust on it gorgeously seared) with wild garlic and shallots; and a pastilla topped with a curl of cinnamon-apple ice cream that had had bone marrow churned in with the cream, rich and smooth. They’d shared each plate, savored each bite knowing precisely where every piece of meat had come from. A communion of their own flesh, blood, and tears. 

[maddiemuu]

Having pasta with mushrooms AND artichoke hearts today + a salad + homemade fettunta

[innoia]

E stasera gli se ne da di fettunta con l’olio dì @giannipaciniofficial il vino della @cantina_senese_livorno è il panaccio, l’aglio un lo so di dove è ��� (presso Le Bagnese) https://www.instagram.com/p/Clox4HGrFCjgmcVeF3yz7px-GactOmOoWc3dHU0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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                  ❛      can't  help  that  i  am  the  light  of  every  situation  .  it's  called  star  power  ,  jupiter  .     ❜          the  male  joked  back  ,  a  laugh  falling  from  his  lips  as  he  laid  there  next  to  his  friend  .  of  course  ,  it  wasn't  true  .  tristan  wasn't  one  for  attention  ,  if  anything  he  𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃  it  .  but  when  it  came  to  himself  and  jupiter  ,  it  was  almost  natural  instinct  to  tease  and  joke  around  with  each  other  .  a  sense  of  comfortability  around  each  other  that  tristan  only  had  with  a  very  select  few  .  there  were  people  he  was  comfortable  with  but  then  there  were  people  he  was  𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘  really  comfortable  around  .  that  he  felt  he  could  let  down  some  of  the  guards  he  held  up  so  high  .           (     and  jupiter  was  one  of  those  in  the  latter  grouping  .     )          it  probably  having  a  lot  to  do  with  how  long  they  had  come  to  know  each  other  .  the  time  to  build  an  actual  friendship  .          ❛     wait  . . .  you  were  gonna  bring  me  pizza  ?  pizza  in  bed  ?  i  was  about  to  be  served  like  a  king  ?  were  you  gonna  feed  me  the  slices  or  would  i  have  to  put  in  the  arm  strength  ?     ❜          tristan  messed  around  .          ⏤          his  idea  of  a  nice  dinner  out  would've  been  something  along  the  lines  of  burger  king  or  something  like  that  . . .  so  maybe  he  𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓  exactly  the  expert  but  he  would  definitely  let  everyone  believe  he  had  great  taste  .          ❛      you  know  what  ?  i  like  the  italian  idea  .  you  got  me  over  here  craving  a  caprese  .     ❜           tristan  said  ,  moving  his  hands  up  to  his  stomach  and  patting  it  .          ❛      and  fucking  fettunta  . . .  fuck  . . .  when  i'm  on  my  deathbed  you  better  bring  me  some  of  their  fucking  fettunta  or  we  𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍'𝐓  the  friends  i  thought  we  were  .     ❜          it  was  a  joke  .  although  . . .  he  did  like  bar  pitti's  fettunta  . . .  it  seemed  like  the  perfect  last  meal  in  his  humble  opinion  .

      " yea–– always trying to be the center of the attention, " jupiter laughs. he keeps his eyes on the other && smiles. honestly, he's not surprised that tristan would find some way to make it known how I M P O R T A N T he is in jupiter's life. there were only two people he has ever really trusted in his life. tristan happened to be one of them. in a city where people always wanted to find a way to climb to the top, he never felt that way with tristan. perhaps their families knowing each other helped, but even then, he known other people through their families knowing each other && he struggled to make genuine connections with people. but not tristan. he always seemed to bring jupiter out of his shell. " yea, well–– my toes are okay today, " he laughed. " well–– like i need to text you, i'd probably come over to yours with a huge brooklyn style pizza, && that would be our night. but yes, i was going to text you. but happy you're here now, " he grins. " honestly i was going to suggest some take out, but–– what did you have in mind mr. expert ?? " jupiter turned his body so that he was laying on his stomach, head up as he gazed at the brown curls. " honestly, wouldn't mind bar pitti's for some italian. "

[solo-stef]

E fettunta sia!!

[divulgatoriseriali]

L'Olio di oliva: il nostro oro liquido

L’Olio di oliva: il nostro oro liquido

L’olio di oliva è il condimento principale del nostro Paese: in tutto il bacino del mediterraneo insaporisce da secoli la stragrande maggioranza delle pietanze, da quelle più semplici a quelle più elaborate, quelle crude e quelle cotte, quelle salate e alcune dolci. Ma cos’è e perché è così rinomato questo oro liquido extravergine che troviamo nelle cucine di ogni italiano? (more…)

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RALLY DELLA FETTUNTA Vi aspettiamo!! Dalle 15 l’arrivo dei finalisti in piazza Matteotti!! #rally #fettunta #allegria #mercatini #giochi @osteria_la_gramola #shopping (presso Gramola - La Tua Osteria In Chianti) https://www.instagram.com/p/CXGNtJIrG8V/?utm_medium=tumblr

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#Bruschetta all'olio Novo #Fettunta con #olionovello Fette di pane Abbrustolito al Treppiede al caminetto (con carboni) Olio della Raccolta olive 2021 #RaccoltaOlive2021 #oliosanminiatese #oliodisanminiato #olioextraverginedioliva #ortodibacco #ricettedibacco #baccoperbaccoit #baccoperbaccoitalia #Viaggiatoridelgusto #esserecontadini https://www.instagram.com/p/CWRQZ-Kgn5E/?utm_medium=tumblr

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Peposo di Impruneta. Piatto del 400 fiorentino. Ottima carne bovina cotta nel migliore dei chianti e grani di pepe. Patate machè e fettunta.😀😀😀#Ristorantetuscany #Ristorante #Battipaglia #peposo #peposodiimpruneta #patatemachè #fettunta (presso Ristorante Tuscany) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6k7FqXgQNP/?igshid=142omvyeyqbaq

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Alessandro La Ferla e Giacomo Matteuzzi vincono su Skoda Fabia il 44/o Rally della Fettunta

🔴🔴Alessandro La Ferla e Giacomo Matteuzzi vincono su Skoda Fabia il 44/o Rally della Fettunta 📸 Massimiliano Piazzini

Un’autorevole gara del sancascianese Alessandro La Ferla, vincitore assoluto su Skoda Fabia R5 di Gima, segna la 44/a edizione del Rally della Fettunta organizzata dalla Valdelsa Corse con Scuderia Motor Team e disputata sulle strade del Chianti il 9 e 10 dicembre in condizioni di asfalto viscido e anche di nebbia. La Ferla, navigato da Giacomo Matteuzzi, ha preso la testa del rally dalla terza…

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Get Fettunta with Prosciutto Recipe from Food Network. Needs some acid — perhap… Get Fettunta with Prosciutto Recipe from Food Network. Needs some acid -- perhaps a little vinaigrette or add capers and pepperoncini to topping

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Fagioli al fiasco toscani

Li faccio poche volte l’anno, perché son lunghi e barbosi😅⠀ ⠀ Ma come i fagioli toscani al fiasco sopra una buona fettunta di pane bruscato, con generoso olio di frantoio e pepe nero no limits…bloggerz, non ce n’è!😍⠀ ⠀ 💡Per questo tipo di cottura è necessario un fiasco di vetro apposito per fagioli/legumi:

una specie di grande ampolla larga alla base e stretta al collo, che viene posta…

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Finally we got it !! #evooil #oliveharvest2017 #poderelamarronaia #biodynamicfarming #organicfood #sangimignano #tuscany #winetours #winetasting #oiltasting #fettunta (presso Podere La Marronaia)