A documentary film about one of the most widely held superstitions of all time.
What happens when you realize that your family is part of a global superstition that is neither spoken about openly nor even referred to by name? Filmmaker Agata De Santis sets out on a quest to uncover the world of MAL’OCCHIO – the evil eye – where one can become physically ill by another’s envious glances, where the only remedy is a phone call to the old woman down the street, and prevention involves wearing strange-looking amulets.
I'm completely off of cold cuts. Except for the really dry, salt cured stuff like prosciutto, salami, soppressata. The listeriosis scare did it. Well, for us it was a scare, but people died. How sad. My favourite sangwich* meat is cooked ham. Prosciutto cotto was my replacement until I got a rank batch from Valoroso's last month. I don't blame them, but I'm off the cotto forever, for sure. Unfortunately all ham freaks me out now. Unless it's smoked and boiled in Coca-Cola.
I make my own sangwich meats now:
ham in coca cola
meatballs in tomato sauce
mini meatloaf in brown pan gravy
roast beef
roast chicken
After always being afraid of roast beef... my father had instilled in me a fear of failure and tough roast beef so I never I gave it a try, I digress. Well, let me share with you one of the most awesome discoveries I've made in a while.
I scored some pretty inexpensive top sirloin roasts at my organic grocer. I literally paid $5 a piece for two-pound roasts. I anoint the roast with some good extra virgin olive oil. then I sprinkle it all around with Mesquite spice. Crank the oven to 500 degrees F and when the oven is screaming hot, place the roast uncovered on the center rack for 7 minutes per lb. Then shut the oven off and don't, I repeat DON'T open the oven for 2.5 hours. What you get is perfect, tender, medium rare (leave it in longer if you like it pink but not bloody) roast beef. Wrap in aluminum foil and store in the fridge not longer than 3 days. It's much easier to slice cold. Mmmmmm... beefy goodness.
I feel the tide turning and changes everywhere. The need to reconnect with my spirituality and look inward grows stronger every day. Covert things are going on at my place of work and I am very uncomfortable. Yesterday I decided that it's time to throw up the shields and focus on the tasks before me to get me through this uncertain and turbulent time. Nothing has been 'said', but I do feel it. I received a transmission from my spiritual guidance: "focus on your work, maintain a low profile, and trust no one". I will heed that advice because my spiritual guidance has never led me wrong.
Physically I am feeling better than I have in a long time, except for the fatigue. I continue to push forward to attain the goals (resolutions) I set for myself for 2009. February 1st marks the first of the '90 days of taking care of me'. This includes diet, exercise, aesthetics, emotional, psychological and spiritual wellbeing. Although it appears selfish, this effort will have huge impact on my family because I can't take care of me without taking care of them. We all deserve it.
I have decided. I want to move. I almost have a clear idea of what I want. This house has served us well, and I am forever grateful for it, however the time has come to move on to something else. I will be working on my 'list' later today to focus my intentions.
I'm feeling a transition period coming on and I am once again ready to embrace changes.
Being from an Italian dad and a french Canadian mother, I've seen alot at weddings. I'll agree I've seen some degrading things. I remember at my cousins wedding (french side), the men danced with the bride and pinned money to her dress but also the women danced with the groom and pinned money to his tux. Luckily my dad didn't want that at my wedding.
I have to admit the whole garter dealie doesn't make a whole lot of sense to me either. Neither does the table centrepiece giveaway... How many table-sized colour-coded custom vases can you possibly use?
“A philosopher once wrote you need three things to have a good life. One, a meaningful relationship, two, a decent job of work, and three, to make a difference. And it was always that third one that stressed me, to make a difference. And I realise that I do. Every day, we all do. It’s how we interact, with our fellow man.”
