<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171700170917717690</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:45:36.784+01:00</updated><category term='poesie'/><category term='Frame'/><category term='cuisine'/><category term='écologie'/><category term='film'/><category term='amour'/><category term='300'/><category term='Management'/><category term='questions'/><category term='poésie'/><category term='illusion'/><category term='pensée'/><title type='text'>Mahrani Palace</title><subtitle type='html'>je ne me presenterais pas comme une friandise sur un plateau,car je prefere donner aux autres l'occasion de de prendre leur temps pour me savourer !</subtitle><link 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term='pensée'/><title type='text'>Advienne que pourra !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/R5b3xlq4GaI/AAAAAAAAADw/M9h1FNNj9FY/s1600-h/grand_julian_palace_by_geaannunziata.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158582854497081762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/R5b3xlq4GaI/AAAAAAAAADw/M9h1FNNj9FY/s400/grand_julian_palace_by_geaannunziata.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; qu'évoque cette &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bellicisme&lt;/span&gt; image ?&lt;br /&gt;Chacun y voit le reflet de sa vie, elle lui renvoi sa propre image...&lt;br /&gt;Ma vie actuellement est pleine de bulles d'air, parfumées, roses et colorées, parfois j'aimerais que Cela ne finisse jamais, parfois elles éclatent me laissant dans le vide...&lt;br /&gt;Il y a aussi des cocons bien enfermés, protégés qui gravitent autour de moi...&lt;br /&gt;Une série &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;d'évènements&lt;/span&gt; qui défilent comme un effet de domino &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;incontrôlable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;et comme par magie, je me laisse porter par cette &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;manège&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Une voix me murmure: "advienne que pourra"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-1672685502899764545?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/1672685502899764545/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=1672685502899764545' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/SaKENN03SNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20brLFAceCw/S220/AishwaryaRai_in_Devdas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171700170917717690.post-2288382121914701674</id><published>2007-12-14T12:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T12:18:13.240+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='écologie'/><title type='text'>Mon geste Eco du jour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.euratlas.com/Atlas/red_sea/caretta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.euratlas.com/Atlas/red_sea/caretta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ce qui arrive à la planete est pas mois que AHURISSANT !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je ne dis pas des nouveautés: des éspeces disparues, d'autres sont en voie de disparition, et l'Homme se fait la fine bouche: se nourrit de caviar, assis sur un meuble de boiserie asiatique...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je découvre qu'une partie de mon comportement nuit a l'environnement,je commence par réutiliser les papiers imprimés, pour imprimer sur l'autre face mes brouillons, et j'ai dit ADIEU, aux sacs plastiques, j'aime trop les tortues marines pour continuer a utiliser les sachets plastiques...&lt;br /&gt;( les tortues mangent les sachets plastiques les confondants avec des anémones de mer -méduses- !!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-2288382121914701674?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/2288382121914701674/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=2288382121914701674' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/2288382121914701674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/2288382121914701674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/2007/12/mon-geste-eco-du-jour.html' title='Mon geste Eco du jour'/><author><name>Mahrani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091547327182098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/SaKENN03SNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20brLFAceCw/S220/AishwaryaRai_in_Devdas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171700170917717690.post-6613659170047123442</id><published>2007-12-05T10:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T11:57:29.272+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poésie'/><title type='text'>Lumieres en colere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fond-d-ecran.com/wallpapers/ciel/eclair/eclair-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.fond-d-ecran.com/wallpapers/ciel/eclair/eclair-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;Le tonnerre déchire le ciel,&lt;br /&gt;Le fond, le lacère ,&lt;br /&gt;Et la lumière blanche,&lt;br /&gt;Surgit telle une lanière.&lt;br /&gt;Nature sauvage,&lt;br /&gt;Lumière en colère.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-6613659170047123442?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/6613659170047123442/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=6613659170047123442' title='5 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/6613659170047123442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/6613659170047123442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/2007/12/lumieres-en-colere.html' title='Lumieres en colere'/><author><name>Mahrani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091547327182098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/SaKENN03SNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20brLFAceCw/S220/AishwaryaRai_in_Devdas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171700170917717690.post-6659737243620775607</id><published>2007-12-05T10:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T10:45:22.501+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensée'/><title type='text'>Après la pluie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/R1Zy_w3HxlI/AAAAAAAAADo/XKWoeMntQgE/s1600-h/thumb_gouttes_pluie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140422464463423058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/R1Zy_w3HxlI/AAAAAAAAADo/XKWoeMntQgE/s400/thumb_gouttes_pluie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ne dit on pas "qu'apres la pluie, le beau temps ?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bien que c'est a tort qu'on croit que la pluie est mauvaise, la pluie, il faut dire " Apres la TEMPETE, le beau temps", car c'est la tempete qui ravage, qui abime, qui détruit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alors que la pluie, elle embellit, elle vivifie les couleurs, elle enjolive....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle emporte nos larmes, ressources notre riviere interieure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-6659737243620775607?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/6659737243620775607/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=6659737243620775607' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/6659737243620775607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/6659737243620775607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/2007/12/aprs-la-pluie.html' title='Après la pluie...'/><author><name>Mahrani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091547327182098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/SaKENN03SNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20brLFAceCw/S220/AishwaryaRai_in_Devdas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/R1Zy_w3HxlI/AAAAAAAAADo/XKWoeMntQgE/s72-c/thumb_gouttes_pluie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171700170917717690.post-6148763270682567138</id><published>2007-11-24T13:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T13:36:53.570+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuisine'/><title type='text'>Dessert : La Mélodie Blanche</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/R0gaRvPBxII/AAAAAAAAADg/XPcaTZj1_MQ/s1600-h/Sans+titre.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136384267055645826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/R0gaRvPBxII/AAAAAAAAADg/XPcaTZj1_MQ/s400/Sans+titre.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toujours avec mon Chef de cuisine, qui a difficilment consentie a partager ses recettes ! je vous transmet sa recette pour crée le dessert de Mélodie Blanche :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ingredient :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Riz, farine de mais, raisin sec, un peu de lait de noix de coco, sucre vanillé&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuisine :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; faire bouillir le riz blanc ( basmati) jusqu'a cuisson complete, jusqu'a ce que l'eau diminue et le tout devient crémeux, laisser refroidir puis, mettre le riz, en ajoutant un peu du lait de noix de coco dansle mixeur, il faut que le résultat obtenu ne soit pas trop liquide, remettre dans la casserole en ajoutant deux a trois cuillere de farine de mais et le raisin sec, et le sucre vanillé, remuer jusqu'a ce que leliquide soit une creme qui se fond dans le palais en laissant un arriere gout de vanille enlacée de noix de coco !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-6148763270682567138?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/6148763270682567138/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=6148763270682567138' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/6148763270682567138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/6148763270682567138'/><link rel='alternate' 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type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RzwncPPBxHI/AAAAAAAAADY/6deLc24NCRc/s1600-h/perso_2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133021041374905458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RzwncPPBxHI/AAAAAAAAADY/6deLc24NCRc/s400/perso_2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dans mon Palais Royale, mon chef cuisinier est un génie, qui en deux temps trois mouvement il me prépare des mets succulents, si je veux des gâteries, je suis servie, si je veux des plats appétissants , je suis servie !&lt;br /&gt;Certes c’est inhabituel en comparaison de la panoplie traditionnelle dont je suis habituée, et pour satisfaire une reine dont les goûts se résume a : Délicieux, Détonnant, épicés et savoureux ! Mon chef a consentie à partager quelques unes de ses recettes aux noms fantasques !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-1993713767604560386?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/1993713767604560386/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=1993713767604560386' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/1993713767604560386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/1993713767604560386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/2007/11/recettes-royale-de-la-mahrani.html' title='Recettes Royale de la Mahrani'/><author><name>Mahrani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091547327182098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/SaKENN03SNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20brLFAceCw/S220/AishwaryaRai_in_Devdas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RzwncPPBxHI/AAAAAAAAADY/6deLc24NCRc/s72-c/perso_2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171700170917717690.post-2967378555333589693</id><published>2007-11-15T11:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T15:56:50.094+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuisine'/><title type='text'>Rayon de Soleil sur la Prairie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/Rzwk5_PBxFI/AAAAAAAAADE/HOwpyTt3DuA/s1600-h/normal_ÇáØÈíÚÉ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133018253941130322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/Rzwk5_PBxFI/AAAAAAAAADE/HOwpyTt3DuA/s400/normal_%25C7%25E1%25D8%25C8%25ED%25DA%25C9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle tire son appellation du fait que la couleur jaune vif du mais se démarque, sur les autres ingrédients de couleurs vertes !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingrédients :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; concombre, pomme verte acidulée, mais, sésame, huile d’olive, vinaigre balsamique, sel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuisine :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; trop facile même pour ceux qui n’ont jamais essayé de cuisiner : coupez les concombres en rondelles, les pommes aussi, puis dans un petit bol, mettre le sel, 4 CC l’huile d’olive, le sésame (20 gr), 2CC de vinaigre balsamique, mélangez le tout et versez la sauce obtenue sur les concombres et pommes coupés, une fois mélangé, ajoutez le mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-2967378555333589693?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/2967378555333589693/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=2967378555333589693' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/2967378555333589693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/2967378555333589693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/2007/11/rayon-de-soleil-sur-la-prairie.html' title='Rayon de Soleil sur la Prairie'/><author><name>Mahrani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091547327182098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/SaKENN03SNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20brLFAceCw/S220/AishwaryaRai_in_Devdas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/Rzwk5_PBxFI/AAAAAAAAADE/HOwpyTt3DuA/s72-c/normal_%25C7%25E1%25D8%25C8%25ED%25DA%25C9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171700170917717690.post-4705064492773858809</id><published>2007-11-15T11:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T12:05:28.680+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuisine'/><title type='text'>La soupe Coucher de Soleil</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133016681983099970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RzwjefPBxEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LPOpyC21fHE/s400/coucher+de+soleil+tropical.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Une soupe délicieusement aromatisée, qui évoque un coucher de soleil sur une mer tropicale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingrédients :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Carottes tendres, citrouille, blanc de poulet, ail, laurier, cannelle, huile, curcuma, poivre noir moulu, paprika, sel. (Jus d’orange au choix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuisine :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Dans un fait tout (une marmite ou cocotte feront l’affaire) un peu de huile d’olive, sel, l’ail écrasé, laurier ajouté, un bâtonnet de cannelle, paprika et poivre noir moulu, laisser mijoter le temps que l’huile se chauffe et qu’il s’imprègne des épices, ajoutons a e mélange les carottes et citrouille coupé en gros dés, ainsi que le blanc de poulet.&lt;br /&gt;Ajoutons un peu d’eau juste pour laisser bouillir, mais pas trop ainsi que un zeste d’écorce d’orange a parsemé sur le tout !&lt;br /&gt;Une fois cuit (maximum 20 min) il faut que le niveau d’eau ne soit pas trop élever.&lt;br /&gt;Laisser un peu refroidir enlever les feuilles de laurier et le bâtonnet de cannelle, mettre le tout dans un mixeur et d’une seule pression, mixez !&lt;br /&gt;Il faut que la soupe soit crémeuse, pour ceux qui veulent relever le goût, il peut ajouter un verre de jus d’orange et décorer par un ruban fait d’écorce d’orange !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-4705064492773858809?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/4705064492773858809/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=4705064492773858809' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/4705064492773858809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/4705064492773858809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/2007/11/la-soupe-coucher-du-soleil-une-soupe.html' title='La soupe 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RzMmNFQQHcI/AAAAAAAAACY/btqS0upxua8/s400/reuisssss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Errer&lt;br /&gt;comme la brise marine&lt;br /&gt;qui t’éclabousse de sa rosée.&lt;br /&gt;Voguer&lt;br /&gt;telle le soupir d’un volcan&lt;br /&gt;vers la nuit étoilée.&lt;br /&gt;Voler&lt;br /&gt;vers les landes sans nom,&lt;br /&gt;fuir le pays des ailes brisées&lt;br /&gt;Errer&lt;br /&gt;sur les ailes en soie&lt;br /&gt;d’un oiseau enfermé.&lt;br /&gt;Voguer&lt;br /&gt;une lueur chancelante,&lt;br /&gt;dans tes yeux éclairés.&lt;br /&gt;Voler&lt;br /&gt;comme le serpent du feu,&lt;br /&gt;vers les contrées de ton cœur,&lt;br /&gt;dépeuplées.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Ruissellement de Pensées (2):&lt;br /&gt;un oiseau muet&lt;br /&gt;dont ses notes se sont enfouis,&lt;br /&gt;un soleil pleurant&lt;br /&gt;la mélodie assassinée.&lt;br /&gt;Les larmes du soleil,&lt;br /&gt;si chaudes si tendres,&lt;br /&gt;chantent l’épopée&lt;br /&gt;d’un cœur à vendre,&lt;br /&gt;sous le feu du destin,&lt;br /&gt;Réduit en cendres.&lt;br /&gt;l cendres bleu, et cendres grises&lt;br /&gt;confiés à l’esprit du vent&lt;br /&gt;pour qu’Il en dispose à sa guise&lt;br /&gt;à la lumière du soleil levant.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Ruissellement de Pensées (3) :&lt;br /&gt;je te cherche&lt;br /&gt;dans les pages de mon âme,&lt;br /&gt;dans mon cœur en flammes,&lt;br /&gt;dans les yeux des dames.&lt;br /&gt;je te cherche,&lt;br /&gt;dans les chambres du palais,&lt;br /&gt;entre les soupirs des piliers,&lt;br /&gt;et la rosée des orchidées.&lt;br /&gt;je te cherche,&lt;br /&gt;dans la salle des armes,&lt;br /&gt;entre les soupirs et les larmes,&lt;br /&gt;qui me fortifient, ou me désarment.&lt;br /&gt;je te cherche,&lt;br /&gt;a chaque lever du jour,&lt;br /&gt;sur les remparts de la court,&lt;br /&gt;esseulée dans la grande tour&lt;br /&gt;j’implore pour ton retour.&lt;br /&gt;je te cherche&lt;br /&gt;Mais, à mes humbles prières,&lt;br /&gt;Dieu du temps reste sourd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-7349846151961386730?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7349846151961386730/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=7349846151961386730' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/7349846151961386730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/7349846151961386730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/2007/11/ruissellement-de-penses.html' title='Ruissellement de Pensées'/><author><name>Mahrani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091547327182098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/SaKENN03SNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20brLFAceCw/S220/AishwaryaRai_in_Devdas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RzMmNFQQHcI/AAAAAAAAACY/btqS0upxua8/s72-c/reuisssss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171700170917717690.post-1184267989848287440</id><published>2007-11-08T16:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T16:05:43.589+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amour'/><title type='text'>Le secret du bonheur conjugal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RzMkz1QQHbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aE0gxGkhDbU/s1600-h/bonheur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130484873392299442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RzMkz1QQHbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aE0gxGkhDbU/s400/bonheur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comme le réchauffement climatique, la délinquance juvénile, et l’esclavage blanc , les secrets du bonheur conjugale méritent qu’on y jette un coup d’œil approfondi, pour comprendre pour quoi ce bonheur là, suit des fluctuations, plus incompréhensible que celle du prix du pétrole .&lt;br /&gt;Entre ce qui doit être, et ce qui est de fait, il existe un ravin abyssale, l’homme doit veiller sur sa femme ,"sa tribu", être tendre quand il faut, être présent a chaque fois qu’on aura besoin de lui. Même si on ne fait pas appel à son assistance, on sait qu’il est là a donner a un coup pour nous épauler nous tendres créatures.&lt;br /&gt;Cela ce qui doit être fait ,ce qui est convenue de faire dans toutes les sociétés, mais si la cause ou la raison originale du mariage, est le sexe, on finit par se lasser quand la curiosité est satisfaite et l’élément de nouveauté est révolu.&lt;br /&gt;Par contre, si on doit voir d’un peu plus près ce qui se passe dans ces couples qui se séparent, ces familles qui se disloquent et se déchirent, par pour la garde des enfants, mais pour déterminer qui va s’occuper du chien et qui va nourrir les poissons,on trouvera que la vrai relation se résume a :&lt;br /&gt;un dîner commun,&lt;br /&gt;regarder le JT ensemble,&lt;br /&gt;prendre sa douche séparément et se souhaiter bonne nuit en toute politesse L&lt;br /&gt;quand lui il rêve de harem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;elle, elle rêve d'étalon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alors que lui il a une souris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;elle, elle a un cochon !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ajoutons a cela l’équation suivante :&lt;br /&gt;manque de communication + une pincée de stress au travail + encore quelques problèmes + une cuiller a café ( faut pas trop) de mal être = tout les deux se retrouve se chamaillant pour la moindre brindille. cette recette ne contient que les ingrédient élémentaires, car on peut ajouter en assaisonnement : l’interférence de la belle famille, les remarques indigestes des amis, l’amer découverte des incompatibilités…je laisse ça aux ingéniosité des chefs.&lt;br /&gt;Ils oublient la mutuelle découverte,: la joie de se retrouver dans les bras l'un de l'autre, l'amour devient " devoir conjugal" .&lt;br /&gt;Ce devoir-corvé, fait dans le noir, a la va vite, sans introduction, le corps du sujet est plein de fautes d’orthographe et de conjugaison, les accords des participe sont négligés et la conclusion brille par son absence !&lt;br /&gt;Enfin tout les deux doivent être reconnaissants l’un à l’autre pour ce DEVOIR d’expression écrite qui n’a rien de tel .&lt;br /&gt;Ils se réveillent comme des étrangers, sans se regarder,chacun de son coté, chacun perdu dans sa tête :&lt;br /&gt;- elle s’habille « pudiquement » avant de sortir du lit comme si il ne la connaît pas sur le bout des doigts!&lt;br /&gt;-lui il se cache derrière une serviette comme si il a peur de se montrer nu !&lt;br /&gt;- elle, elle court préparer le café noir, sans sucre - lui, il se rase en silence&lt;br /&gt;-elle, elle va se maquiller ( le makeup c’est pour les autres) -lui va boire son café en lisant les résultats de courses, caché derrière le journal&lt;br /&gt;et puis se sourient bêtement :" a ce soir chéri (e)"&lt;br /&gt;-il oublie ses dates fétiches&lt;br /&gt;- elle oublie ses plats préférés - il ne l'avertit pas quand il va être en retard - elle épuise sa carte bleu...&lt;br /&gt;- il part en week end ….avec ses amis.&lt;br /&gt;- elle se console en regardant « Desesperate HouseWives »&lt;br /&gt;Mais où est l'amour ? Cupidon a prolongé ses vacances à l’haut de là, Eros a pris un infini congé sans solde, Harmonie a changé de domicile, alors Chimère prend le relais dans la relation du couple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Il faut plus s’étonner sur les statistiques alarmantes publiées, c’est normal, puisque tout le monde court, court, court très vite derrières les vestiges des illusions bâties sur des fausses routes, châteaux de sables, bien que magnifiques, ils sont fragiles, car à la moindre petite vaguelette, ils partent en miettes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-1184267989848287440?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/1184267989848287440/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=1184267989848287440' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/1184267989848287440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/1184267989848287440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/2007/11/le-secret-du-bonheur-conjugal.html' title='Le secret du bonheur conjugal'/><author><name>Mahrani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091547327182098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/SaKENN03SNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20brLFAceCw/S220/AishwaryaRai_in_Devdas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RzMkz1QQHbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aE0gxGkhDbU/s72-c/bonheur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171700170917717690.post-7264615946174881133</id><published>2007-11-08T15:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T15:57:48.809+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='300'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><title type='text'>300</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RzMjL1QQHaI/AAAAAAAAACI/61x-Amb9U6A/s1600-h/300c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130483086685904290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RzMjL1QQHaI/AAAAAAAAACI/61x-Amb9U6A/s400/300c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RzMiuVQQHZI/AAAAAAAAACA/Moyaqg_IjdI/s1600-h/300e.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RzMiXlQQHYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ExToJgXxbGM/s1600-h/300b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RzMiClQQHWI/AAAAAAAAABo/eK8fKzMRDl8/s1600-h/300a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parmi les centaines de film que j’ai vu ces dernières années de Hollywood a Bollywood, rare ceux qui réussissent à m’émouvoir et encore rarissimes ceux qui captivent toute mon attention dés la 1ere minute jusqu'à la dernière ligne dans le générique .&lt;br /&gt;Dernièrement, j’ai vu « 300 », et il faut dire que rien que le titre, est intriguant et inhabituel et ne laisse rien transpercer sur le contenu de la boite ( un DVD), l’affiche ne me dis rien…des hommes en tenues de guerres anciennes et des créatures bizarres...je me suis dis voilà un autre film qui épouse la nouvelle vague des films épiques telle que Alexander, Troy…&lt;br /&gt;« 300 » qui est sorti dans les salles déjà, est l’histoire de quelques centaines de braves spartiates guidé par le roi Léonidas ( Gérard Butler « le magnifique » et c’est moi qui lui est donné ce qualificatif qui n’a rien a voir avec le fait qu’il apparaît presque nu, dans tout le film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;et qui font faces a une armé de 250 milles guerriers perses, à leur tête le Roi Xerxès qui se considère le dieu de tous et le roi de tout les mondes.&lt;br /&gt;Ce qui m’a plu énormément c’est en premier lieu la performance des acteurs, que je ne connaissais pas, ce qui diffèrent de Troy ( j’ai presque vu tout les film de Brad Pit et je connais l’étendue de son jeu… et de son charme aussi) donc je n’avais aucune expectative en regardant le film, à la fin, j’étais plus que émue et j’avais les yeux larmoyants,d’une part parce que tout les acteurs et Gérard Butler en 1er m’on surpris, leurs rôles leurs va comme un gant, d’autres part car ces braves soldats savaient qu’ils allaient mourir, mais se battaient sauvagement pour les valeurs qu’ils chérissaient et défendaient aux puérils de leurs vies…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L’histoire rapportait que Xerxès a subi la perte de 20.000 hommes durant cette bataille.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avec la dernière ligne disparue du générique, cette histoire m’a semblait assez récente malgré que les évènements se déroulaient 4 siècles A-J…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n’y a t il pas une grande puissance qui a rallié plusieurs nations, a leurs tête un homme mégalomane qui se croit investi d’une mission divine ( comme le Dieu-roi Xerxès) ? Cette puissance n’a t elle pas déployé tout l’étendu de sa machine de guerre face a une petite communauté qui ne s’est pas agenouillé face a cet Xerxès du temps moderne? et qui jusqu'à dernier souffle se bat pour garder la tête hors de flots?… « Prepare for the Glory » c’était écrit en lettres ensanglantées sur l’affiche du film…n’est ce pas glorieux de mourir pour les valeurs en quoi nous croyons ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-7264615946174881133?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/7264615946174881133/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=7264615946174881133' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/7264615946174881133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/7264615946174881133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/2007/11/300.html' title='300'/><author><name>Mahrani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091547327182098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/SaKENN03SNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20brLFAceCw/S220/AishwaryaRai_in_Devdas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RzMjL1QQHaI/AAAAAAAAACI/61x-Amb9U6A/s72-c/300c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171700170917717690.post-163321517856341649</id><published>2007-11-01T16:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T16:03:44.305+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexandria (3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RynqvZHiBLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1Pgxhr8RvMg/s1600-h/alex3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127887750655247538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RynqvZHiBLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1Pgxhr8RvMg/s400/alex3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During 20 and 26 of May I was in Alexandria ( Egypt) for work...and it was also an astonishing experience.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing , absolutly nothing, had prepared me to this rainbow of coulours,smells,feelings..Visiting Alexandria is an endless source of surprises.&lt;br /&gt;first contact was at 8.00am, and the city seems never to be asleep ! Early morning cars, buses,taxis, people..are awake ans salty breeze from the med sea giving this special smels to the city.&lt;br /&gt;Everything in Alex is big: roads,buildings, monuments, Montazah ( king's gardens)...one of my friends said that he would like to spend his entire live in the gardens, a place where the sea hugs the land surrounded by the parlmira.&lt;br /&gt;Alex is also a cosmopolitan city, in which many architectural style are mixed: frensh,italian, english and islamic...&lt;br /&gt;and as the sea's waves never stop,Alex is also continuous,tumultuous city...its people are funny, glamourous and kind...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-163321517856341649?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/163321517856341649/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=163321517856341649' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/163321517856341649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/163321517856341649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/2007/11/alexandria-3.html' title='Alexandria (3)'/><author><name>Mahrani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091547327182098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/SaKENN03SNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20brLFAceCw/S220/AishwaryaRai_in_Devdas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RynqvZHiBLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1Pgxhr8RvMg/s72-c/alex3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171700170917717690.post-3785350657322208261</id><published>2007-11-01T16:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T16:02:23.330+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexandria (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RynqaZHiBKI/AAAAAAAAABI/KxvryqiENn8/s1600-h/alex2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127887389877994658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RynqaZHiBKI/AAAAAAAAABI/KxvryqiENn8/s400/alex2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Egyptians consider themselves as descendants of pharaohs, I understand that it was a source of proud to live in a land of a great civilisation of many thousands years.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why but people, since 1st civilisations was born, are attracted to this land.&lt;br /&gt;Through my readings, I “ discover” ( because it really was one !!) that the name given to land on which the Nile had chosen its way wasn’t Arabic ( as main people might say ), nor Greek, or even Nubian…it was the name of grand-son of prophet Noe : Misr son of Ham son of Noe ( as Sem and Javed)…&lt;br /&gt;Egyptians people are the true reflect of all these civilisations welcomed in their land: they are wise as ancient pharaohs, proud as Arabic conquerrants , courageous as Romans ( they defying anyone hurts their believes or dignity !!)…and they are also luscious and like having fun as ancient Greeks !&lt;br /&gt;No wonder why artists are blooming in Egypt and no elsewhere !&lt;br /&gt;Belly dancing, water pipe café, night club, restaurants….ah I have to underline this last word, because staying more in Alexandria means to gain more curvy pound on weight !! because Egyptians sweets deserve to be described in a long essay !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-3785350657322208261?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/3785350657322208261/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=3785350657322208261' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/3785350657322208261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/3785350657322208261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/2007/11/alexandria-2.html' title='Alexandria (2)'/><author><name>Mahrani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091547327182098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/SaKENN03SNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20brLFAceCw/S220/AishwaryaRai_in_Devdas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RynqaZHiBKI/AAAAAAAAABI/KxvryqiENn8/s72-c/alex2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171700170917717690.post-5190500528122454717</id><published>2007-11-01T15:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T16:00:50.633+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexandria (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RynqHJHiBJI/AAAAAAAAABA/fHr1cDcec50/s1600-h/alex1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127887059165512850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RynqHJHiBJI/AAAAAAAAABA/fHr1cDcec50/s400/alex1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who can afford some extra kilos and didn’t panic if they discover morning at the mirror a curvy body or more luscious hips…I advice to taste Egyptian food and sweets without any regret or culpability …&lt;br /&gt;To choose between “Omm Ali’ or “Baklawa” or even “Basboussa”…you loose your mind in this rainbow of colour and smells…&lt;br /&gt;Egyptians are very kind people they want you taste their food and appreciate their sweets ( frankly they needn’t to insist a lot is really delicious!!).&lt;br /&gt;During my stay I’ve tasted almost every thing : “Roz belaben” ( by the way thanks dear Mai because it was great to offer this sweets for all ), “ warak enab mahchi”, “kebab”, “korfta”…every day it was a discovery to spicylandfood !&lt;br /&gt;And in Alexandria I discovered a shop called “ Mango’s king”&lt;br /&gt;( it was thanks to a journalist who insist to invite us to drink something !!) in this shop all kind of imaginable juice are there….and for the 1st time I drank “kharroub juice”….and which make this night so memorable , that our conversation was soooo funny that I can stop laughing…do U know what was the topic ?…&lt;br /&gt;” mothers in law”…&lt;br /&gt;after all it seems that there are the same everywhere &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-5190500528122454717?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/5190500528122454717/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=5190500528122454717' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/5190500528122454717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/5190500528122454717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/2007/11/alexandria-1.html' title='Alexandria (1)'/><author><name>Mahrani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091547327182098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/SaKENN03SNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20brLFAceCw/S220/AishwaryaRai_in_Devdas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RynqHJHiBJI/AAAAAAAAABA/fHr1cDcec50/s72-c/alex1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171700170917717690.post-5537845762863331926</id><published>2007-11-01T15:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T15:58:12.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/Ryno45HiBII/AAAAAAAAAA4/Tzgss0CnaEI/s1600-h/chumpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127885714840749186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/Ryno45HiBII/AAAAAAAAAA4/Tzgss0CnaEI/s400/chumpa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;La vie n’est pas toujours un tapis fleuri sous nos pieds, même si pour quelques uns la vie est un tapis  de soie persan ! les un la considère comme un  champs de bataille dans lequel il est dans un constant conflit, pour les autres ce sont les montagnes russes : des hauts et des bas jusqu'à en perdre la tête ! mais ce qui est certain ( au moins pour ma humble personne) il y a des bons moments dans la vie de chacun , des moments qui constituent un « arrêt » où tout chacun fait une pause ,un laps de temps semé de bonheur :&lt;br /&gt;-Tomber amoureux(se)&lt;br /&gt;-Rire jusqu'à en avoir mal au ventre&lt;br /&gt; - Trouver un tas de courrier quand on rentre de vacances&lt;br /&gt; -Conduire dans un endroit où les paysages sont magnifiques&lt;br /&gt;- Se coucher dans son lit en écoutant tomber la pluie&lt;br /&gt; - Réussir son dernier examen&lt;br /&gt; - Retrouver de l'argent dans un pantalon non utilisé depuis longtemps&lt;br /&gt;  -  Rire de soi même&lt;br /&gt; - Prendre un bon repas entre ami(es)&lt;br /&gt;  - Entendre accidentellement quelqu'un dire quelque chose de bien sur soi&lt;br /&gt;  -Se réveiller en pleine nuit! en se rendant compte qu'on peut encore dormir quelques heures&lt;br /&gt;-  Observer un coucher de soleil&lt;br /&gt;  -Ecouter la chanson qui rappelle cette personne spéciale dans sa vie&lt;br /&gt;  -Recevoir et donner le premier baiser&lt;br /&gt;    -Sentir des picotements dans le ventre quand on le (la) voit&lt;br /&gt; - Passer un bon moment avec ses ami(es)&lt;br /&gt;    -Voir heureux les gens qu'on aime&lt;br /&gt;   - Porter le gilet de la personne aimée et sentir encore son parfum&lt;br /&gt;    -Rendre visite à un vieil ami et se rendre compte que les choses n'ont pas changées entre nous&lt;br /&gt;   - Entendre que l'on nous aime.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-5537845762863331926?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/5537845762863331926/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=5537845762863331926' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/5537845762863331926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/5537845762863331926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/2007/11/la-vie-nest-pas-toujours-un-tapis.html' title=''/><author><name>Mahrani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091547327182098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/SaKENN03SNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20brLFAceCw/S220/AishwaryaRai_in_Devdas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/Ryno45HiBII/AAAAAAAAAA4/Tzgss0CnaEI/s72-c/chumpa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171700170917717690.post-4837458445030905872</id><published>2007-11-01T15:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T15:54:16.809+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Féminité</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RynoU5HiBHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/JPf5d5oyFSE/s1600-h/cleo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127885096365458546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RynoU5HiBHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/JPf5d5oyFSE/s400/cleo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Je me suis toujours demandé: quelles sont les normes de beauté?&lt;br /&gt;Celà peut paraitre bête, vue que chaque régions de part le monde, chaque civilisation a ses propres canons de beauté...mais il y a toujours des  Beauté intomporelles et qui ne répondent pas à la situation géographique , des beauté légendaire, devant lesquelles tout  être censé, reconnait qu'elles possédent ce " quelque chose d'indéfinissable" qui laisse l'esprit en pleine méditation et le coeur palpitant...&lt;br /&gt;est ce les yeux?  le regard?  l'expression? l'ensemble des traits? ou est ce la personnalité ?&lt;br /&gt;c'est une question qui me trotte dans la tete chaque fois que je regarde une des beautés légendaires telle que Nefertiti qui depuis des lustres  nous fait rêver...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-4837458445030905872?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/4837458445030905872/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=4837458445030905872' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/4837458445030905872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/4837458445030905872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/2007/11/fminit.html' title='Féminité'/><author><name>Mahrani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091547327182098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/SaKENN03SNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20brLFAceCw/S220/AishwaryaRai_in_Devdas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RynoU5HiBHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/JPf5d5oyFSE/s72-c/cleo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171700170917717690.post-8491244162248179689</id><published>2007-10-31T10:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T16:14:42.920+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Management'/><title type='text'>Job Behaviour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RyntVJHiBMI/AAAAAAAAABY/CfwRDRE7CJI/s1600-h/Sexual%20harassment%20cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127890598218564802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RyntVJHiBMI/AAAAAAAAABY/CfwRDRE7CJI/s400/Sexual%2520harassment%2520cartoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I've been oppointed in my job, I've tried to follow some rules and work ethic in my job, these rules or advices, which ment ot facilitate relationships with colleagues and boss, are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be humble and polite to your co-workers and others.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do not criticize anyone. That is not your job.&lt;br /&gt;3. Always be professional and do not take any thing personal.&lt;br /&gt;4. Be friendly with your opposite sex colleagues and do not get involved in any sexual litigations.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do not break the client dress code. It is not a good idea to go to the office in jeans and sneakers even if they have a casual dress code.&lt;br /&gt;6. Light cologne is fine but do not use strong perfume.&lt;br /&gt;7. Do not talk loudly when you talk over the phone or to your colleagues. Talk in a soft and clear voice.&lt;br /&gt;8. If you have any dental problems, make a dental appointment with your dentist. If dental problems go unchecked, they lead to embarrassing situations involving bad breath. Have breath mints, chewing gum or peanuts in your desk. Check your breath before talking to your colleagues personally.&lt;br /&gt;9. Wear fresh and neat clothes.&lt;br /&gt;10. Always be punctual.&lt;br /&gt;11. Complete your assigned task within the time frame. Do not postpone it.&lt;br /&gt;12. Do not talk about politics and religion in the office premises.&lt;br /&gt;13. If you are invited for a happy hour party or any party try to attend it at least for some time. That is the best place to know more about your colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;14. Do not play music loudly.&lt;br /&gt;15. Be as easy going. Do not get the "tough guy" label.&lt;br /&gt;16. Attend meetings regularly.&lt;br /&gt;17. Be enthusiastic.&lt;br /&gt;18. Try to be helpful to your co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;19. Be a good listener. Do not interrupt when someone else is talking.&lt;br /&gt;20. Discuss but do not argue.&lt;br /&gt;21. Do not lose your credibility .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know Isn't easy, I tried hard, BUT, the result is totally different, and in opposite of what I expected !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be humble and polite to your co-workers and others: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;means to be the grass roots of the staff&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do not criticize anyone. That is not your job: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but is your job to accept that EVERYONE criticize you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3. Always be professional and do not take any thing personal:&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;even the fact the your work is ALWAYS re-done be others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4. Be friendly with your opposite sex colleagues and do not get involved in any sexual litigations : &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sometimes to refuse to have an affair means that you are unfriendly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5. Do not break the client dress code. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It is not a good idea to go to the office in jeans and sneakers even if they have a casual dress code: only big bosses are allowed to break the dress code !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6. Light cologne is fine but do not use strong perfume: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;is up to the person to define what is " light cologne " !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. Do not talk loudly when you talk over the phone or to your colleagues. Talk in a soft and clear voice: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;many, consider that talking loudly means that you talk about them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. If you have any dental problems, make a dental appointment with your dentist. If dental problems go unchecked, they lead to embarrassing situations involving bad breath. Have breath mints, chewing gum or peanuts in your desk. Check your breath before talking to your colleagues personally: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hopefully that point is ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Wear fresh and neat clothes: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;being well dress can be considered as showing of your wardrobe !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10. Always be punctual:&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; means to be 30 min past the time sheduled !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11. Complete your assigned task within the time frame. Do not postpone it: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the colleagues will consider that you are trying to attract the boss attantion by doing your task IN TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12. Do not talk about politics and religion in the office premises:&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we have better subjects because we talk about eachother !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;13. If you are invited for a happy hour party or any party try to attend it at least for some time. That is the best place to know more about your colleagues: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;since we never organise that party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;14. Do not play music loudly:&lt;br /&gt;15. Be as easy going. Do not get the "tough guy" label: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;too late, because you have to PROVE that you arn't !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;16. Attend meetings regularly: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;only when the boss refuse to attend because he hasn't prepared it and you have to face alone the gerilla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;17. Be enthusiastic: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sooooooooo difficult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;18. Try to be helpful to your co-workers. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tell me how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;19. Be a good listener. Do not interrupt when someone else is talking. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;trallalla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;20. Discuss but do not argue.&lt;br /&gt;21. Do not lose your credibility :&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; credebility ? come on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to be that THESE rules are made only for unipersonal society !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-8491244162248179689?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/8491244162248179689/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=8491244162248179689' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/8491244162248179689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/8491244162248179689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/2007/10/job-behaviour.html' title='Job Behaviour'/><author><name>Mahrani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091547327182098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/SaKENN03SNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20brLFAceCw/S220/AishwaryaRai_in_Devdas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RyntVJHiBMI/AAAAAAAAABY/CfwRDRE7CJI/s72-c/Sexual%2520harassment%2520cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171700170917717690.post-4364496236251142259</id><published>2007-10-31T10:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T16:18:52.815+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Walhallah dish !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RynuNZHiBNI/AAAAAAAAABg/1v7p-BE1J1U/s1600-h/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127891564586206418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RynuNZHiBNI/AAAAAAAAABg/1v7p-BE1J1U/s400/logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is Marrocan national dish ? every body says « Couscous »&lt;br /&gt;What’s the most famous Italian dish? Of course : “Spaghetti”&lt;br /&gt;What’s the most appreciate dish in KSA ? easy is “el kabseh”&lt;br /&gt;What’s the 1st thing that you ask about when you visit Turkey ? sure it’s “ kebab”&lt;br /&gt;And NOW :&lt;br /&gt;What’s the National English dish? Tandoori !!&lt;br /&gt;What’s the most demanded food in Lund ( Sweden) ? Falafel !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who feel astonished because of these latest answers, the Tandoori is a Hindi delicious dish made of chicken or gamba ( shrimps) , generally served with rice, and the falafel are a kind a fried vegetable imported to Sweden by the middle east migrant !&lt;br /&gt;And what’s the link shall you say?&lt;br /&gt;That , during my stay in UK, I’ve never find an English restaurant except “the fish and ships” restaurants !! Pizza ? sure, Chinese? Every where, Italian? Yes of course…&lt;br /&gt;Even the Hindi restaurants , sometimes we have to be early because it will be impossible to find a sit after 07 pm, by the way , I say “bohut shukriah” to the owner of “Tandoori Restaurant” situated near the Co-Op of Birmingham and just in the front of “the Three Horse Shoes” pub .( I used to go there and he played Hindi song for me !).&lt;br /&gt;And during my stay in Lund, I tasted many dishes : Greek, Tai, Italian, Chinese, Persian and of course Hindi !&lt;br /&gt;But only twice that I tasted the Swedish one:1st one during our trip in Skane (unforgettable) and the last dinner (hopefully not that of the Bible !! ) with my newly friend in Lund, really I appreciate ,even though I ignore the ingredient and If it was hyper calories ranked one !!...&lt;br /&gt;All that I remember that they treated us , as the guests of Her majesty and served us in a very nice plate and cool ambiance and decor …&lt;br /&gt;It is really nice to have different cuisine to taste; the intercultural aspect is too much noticed which created an ambiance of a global village…but I still think that the cuisine is a single part of a country’s heritage, should be preserved and protected…and I hope that the next time I’ll go to Sweden they will not say “the only Swedish food is served in Walhalla !!” *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : the Walhalla is the Paradise in the Scandinavian mythology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-4364496236251142259?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/4364496236251142259/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=4364496236251142259' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/4364496236251142259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/4364496236251142259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-is-marrocan-national-dish-every.html' title='The Walhallah dish !!'/><author><name>Mahrani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091547327182098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/SaKENN03SNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20brLFAceCw/S220/AishwaryaRai_in_Devdas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RynuNZHiBNI/AAAAAAAAABg/1v7p-BE1J1U/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171700170917717690.post-1318201808842872925</id><published>2007-10-31T09:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T10:05:00.806+01:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome/ bienvenu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RyhFFpHiBFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u9mEEANeviw/s1600-h/tdp_06da.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127424139000415314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RyhFFpHiBFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u9mEEANeviw/s400/tdp_06da.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Merci de venir merendre visite dans mon palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171700170917717690-1318201808842872925?l=mahranipalace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/feeds/1318201808842872925/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8171700170917717690&amp;postID=1318201808842872925' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/1318201808842872925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171700170917717690/posts/default/1318201808842872925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahranipalace.blogspot.com/2007/10/welcome-bienvenu.html' title='welcome/ bienvenu'/><author><name>Mahrani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091547327182098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/SaKENN03SNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20brLFAceCw/S220/AishwaryaRai_in_Devdas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksKUvrUehAw/RyhFFpHiBFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u9mEEANeviw/s72-c/tdp_06da.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
