Saporitalia Mangiare Sano

I would like to make an assessment of the wish that has not yet been received, but probably still pending. She's got it, not just because of the food, but she deserves it! Background: altitude testing. Since this word is not common to everyone, a brief explanation should be given here. My employer mainly produces small internal combustion engines with membrane gasifiers. Some of these have now evolved from analog time and control the supply of fuel electronically among others. Now it is so that everyone realizes that over 2000 meters of altitude in our latitudes the air (oxygen is very much reduced). Of course, our gasifiers also notice this indirectly. One speaks in the technical jargon of a fat mixture formation. Low air, equal fuel supply of equal fuel surplus of equally increased pollutant emissions. Here in the form of CO and HC (unburnt hydrocarbons contained in the fuel). This is intended to regulate the electronic control. And this is applied by me in the software in this project. Whether I was right or not, I'm just saying the light. Or the countertest under an oxygen-reduced atmosphere. And acidically oxygen-reduced, the air on the Zugspitze is quite natural. It was noticed at every effort. Furthermore, I should not go into the subject, because you know, otherwise I would have to kill you; one, at all extremely stressful work, very happyly suffered supplement is the exchange with colleagues with more than one beer in the evening. If you're not biked before. Tourism on the Zugspitze and work on the Sonnalpe, located on 2600m just below it, are just two pairs of boots. But GastroGuidler, you come to GAP, then you know who you could contact. Transfer: 5 years ago I was up there last time with an exciting project. Unfortunately, I had neither phone number from the GG Platzhirsch (Hirschkuh sounds kind of stupid; nor password from GG to log in and contact me. This time, this should not happen to me. We were located in the Partenkirchen district and already on the trip to GAP I was supplied with “essential” information. “Can you go,” or “shut up” and the like make a tour guide in front of the colleagues. I'd just have missed the high shield. And we actually passed a “unconditional” on the first evening. Thank you again for the warning. That would have found our favor from the appearance. Finally, we found a return on the terrace of a house, which had three strongly pigmented people to the hanging sign and had a nice and ethanol-assisted evening on the first day. Also on the following day, thanks to the hint, we were completely well saturated and finally fluffed from a Hellenic tavern. But what are you talking about? On the first evening we visited 100 steps to visit the Italians directly opposite the hotel on the second half of them. The local GG instance did not know the house until then, and even on Big Brother you have to look for something until you get to it. Then, however, there is a very high rating that prompted us to reserve there for Wednesday. On Wednesday evening we arrived quite late from the mountain and then stood still a bit in traffic. In doing so we got a good feeling for why the Grainauer are so enthusiastic about the truly insane tourist streams that are pouring on German Touri Hotspots this year. Upon arrival at the hotel we quickly postponed the time of visit to 19:30 by at least a short walk through the shower. We then stumbled to the house and got very friendly 4 places offered at one of the couple tables in front of the house. It was sitting there. Comfortable seating but two different seating heights. Strangely, however, I don't care because I was there with one of my colleagues and could choose it; secretly, because the two other colleagues were somehow often latent too latent. I hate that. But what I don't hate is a day card that is placed or brought to the table as a stock-reinforced slate table. Self-made ravioli, pasta with pesto and spaghetti with giant cloves were served there. Especially the spaghetti with giant robes laughed at me. In the end my inner pig dog won and leaned towards pizza. No wrong mistake, as it should turn out later. The colleagues, meanwhile with and especially arrived, and I, however, ordered most of them isotonic cold drinks to counteract the dehydrogenation caused by the previous high air. And look here, Erdinger can even be completely fit. It wasn't the lukewarm TV beer with the reluctant taste at the start, but a rather sweet beer that listens to the name "Urweisse" (0.5L to 3.50 . Why it (probably only exists within (Ober Bavarians and not elsewhere, its secret remains. Similarly, two other colleagues held a dry red during the fourth. This too will probably remain forever Weintrinker's secret why a dry wine should help to dehydrogenate. ; The map of this little Trattoria was really small in terms of food. Something pasta, some pizza and the inevitable sweets (I know very well who, beside me, does not need the latter! already closed the food offer. For this, the beverage card was more than three times more extensive. Perhaps there is also the wine and spirit drinker, who has his homestead one corner further on the main road and is also gladly driven by other protagonists on GG. Unfortunately, this was not possible for us for reasons of working time. Even I, as a non-wine drinker (Glühwein somehow does not belong to it and the one Riesling per year does not count, would have liked to look at the Alc Store, which is inviting from outside. After a pleasant time my pizza came first. A piccante replaced the discreet dough cakes known as diavolo or diavola from the Apennine. A sharp oil was also offered, which was very popular and was actually quite perfect. Pleasant sharpness, however, also very good dispensability distinguished it. Not the steam hammer, but also not the lukewarm air. Very nice. Let's get to the pizza. Actually, actually, the basic structure of this pizza delivered after a pleasant time is not quite mine. The edge had risen but not very airy and the floor was a bit thicker than I usually love. These were all the alleged weaknesses. Well, because the edge didn't cling like a doughy board around the bottle and also the dough showed quite a pleasant, though very easy to hold back wort. The soil no longer fell in weight, as the coating transported a very strong aroma which, together with the good but slightly heated salami, ensured a very positive omnipresent. Then there was something to play with the hot oil and I had the best pizza I had ever eaten in Bavaria. The southernmost pizza I made in Germany anyway. The (or it. “the” Mozzarella was, by the way, Fior di Latte and also a pleasant part of the whole. Despite geographic fun, this was a very good pizza. It would not be to give her at least 4.5 starderl. The colleagues were also very enthusiastic about their Ravioli and audible. In the circle of colleagues, of course, one does not distort this and that is why this statement must be sufficient. ; And then the climax came first. I already informed the colleagues that they had to give some care on that day, as I would probably go to another table for an hour. When my pizza was eaten, my colleagues were also saturated and the digestive cigarettes (extreme situations also require lighter relapses again, a lady entered my dunst circle and somehow reveals your MNS. I thought for a moment: Oh, we don't sell roses like the Boatpeople at the time, but go with time, and underthrow the mouths protect? Of course, nonsense ; The lady and especially the accompanying gentleman had unambiguous Bavarian impact. I guess even the dog could jolly. I had the days with care! exchanged and had of course your tips and warnings. Two very sympathetic persons with a not less sympathetic, fury, banghead (and therefore I don't mean Mr. Obacht! ; entered the podium. I let my colleagues know, and we were three and a half depressed to the neighboring table. Basically, it is certainly absolutely desirable to have a deadline (which in the case of Bavaria in the CL on TV, if you meet with strangers from dizzying forums in real life. In the most unfavorable case, the topics of the conversation immediately go out. Here I learned to hate the FCB again from my heart (as VfB followers anyway a basic argument ; because the loving cares had to go away again at 21 o'clock. And it was a compressed but very nice and pleasant three-quarter hour. I think we could have beaten our ears for more hours and it would never have been boring. Thanks again for the nice time with you! That's how I finally had to go ahead with my colleagues. Then we just beat the one or the other hour. However, this also worked very successfully; care must be taken to feed the two spontaneous guests! then of course write a post here. I'd like to build this pressure. Or to put it under a spell: print forms diamonds; finally, it was a very beautiful evening. The food was very good and also the meeting with the two and a half care! I will not forget and think about how to “below” a short week. Sodele, now it has become a bit longer again, but extraordinary encounters just require exceptional reviews. PS: The silver car in front of the house (to be seen on the house side has been disturbed by photographing, but it probably belongs to the season. I have never seen such rusted brake discs in a registered car;

I would like to make an assessment of the wish that has not yet been received, but probably still pending. She has it, not just because of the food, but she deserves it! Background: altitude test. Since this word is not common to all, a brief explanation should be given here. My employer mainly produces small internal combustion engines with membrane gasifiers. Some of them have now developed from analogue time and the fuel supply has been controlled electronically, among other things. Now it is so that everyone realizes that over 2000 altitude meters in our widths the air (oxygen is very much reduced). Of course, our carburetors also notice this indirectly. One speaks in the specialized jargon of a fat mixture formation. Low air, same fuel supply with the same fuel surplus of the same increased pollutant emissions. Here in the form of CO and HC (inflammable hydrocarbons contained in the fuel. And this is used by me in the software in this project. Whether I was right or not, I want to say the light. Or the countertest under an oxygen-reduced atmosphere. And acid-reduced oxygen, the air at the draw tip is pretty good. It was noticed at every effort. I shouldn't go into the subject because you know otherwise I would have to kill you; One, extremely stressful work, very similar to suffering, is the exchange with colleagues with more than one beer in the evening. If you're not biked before. Tourism on the Zugspitze and work on the Sonnalpe, located on 2600m exactly below, are just two pairs of boots. But GastroGuidler, you come to GAP, then you know who you could contact. Transfer: 5 years ago I was there last time with an exciting project. Unfortunately, I had no phone number from the GG Platzhirsch (Hirschkuh sounds somehow; stupid yet password from GG to log in and contact me. It shouldn't happen to me this time. We were in part of Partenkirchen and already on the trip to GAP I was provided with “essential” information. “Can you go,” or “Shut up” and the like make a tour guide in front of colleagues. I missed the sign. And we actually passed a “unconditional” on the first night. Thanks again for the warning. That would have found our favor from appearance. Finally, we found a return on the terrace of a house that had three strongly pigmented people to the hang-out shield and had a beautiful and ethanolically assisted evening on the first day. Also on the following day, thanks to the hint, we were completely well saturated from a brightening tavern. What are you talking about? On the first evening we visited 100 steps to visit the Italians directly opposite the hotel in the second half of the day. The local GG instance didn't know the house until then, and even on Big Brother you need to look for something until you're ready. But then there is a very high rating that prompted us to book there for Wednesday. On Wednesday night we arrived quite late from the mountain and then stood a bit in the traffic. With this we have a good feeling for why the Grainauer are so enthusiastic about the really crazy tourist streams that pour this year on German Touri hotspots. Upon arrival at the hotel we postponed the time of the visit to 19:30 by at least a short walk through the shower. We then stumbled to the house and got very friendly 4 places offered at one of the couple tables in front of the house. Comfortable seating, but two different seating heights. Strange, but I don't care, because I was there with one of my colleagues and I could choose it. Secretly because the other two colleagues were somehow often too latent. I hate that. But what I don't hate is a day card that is placed as a stock-enhanced slate table or brought to the table. Self-made ravioli, pasta with pesto and spaghetti with huge carnations were served there. Especially the spaghetti with huge robes laughed at me. In the end my inner pig dog won and leaned against pizza. No wrong mistake, as it should come out later. The colleagues, meanwhile velvet and above all, arrived, and I ordered most of them to counteract the dehydrogenation caused by the previous high air. And see here, Erdinger can even fit completely. It was not the lukewarm television beer with the reluctant taste at the beginning, but rather a rather sung beer that listens to the name “Urweisse” (0.5L to 3.50). Similarly, two other colleagues held a dry red during the fourth. This will also remain forever Weintrinker's secret, why a dry wine should help against dehydration. The map of this little Trattoria was really small in terms of food. Some pasta, pizza and unavoidable sweets (I know very well who doesn't need the latter beside me! the offer already closed. For this, the beverage card was more than three times extensive. Perhaps there is also the wine and spirit drinker who has his home one corner further on the main road and is also driven by other protagonists on the GG. Unfortunately, this was not possible for us for reasons of working time. Even I, as a non-wine drinker (Glühwein somehow does not belong to it and the Riesling per year does not count, would like to have looked at the Alc Store that is inviting from outside. After a pleasant time, my pizza came first. A piccante replaced the discrete dough cakes known as diavolo or diavola from the Apennine. It was also offered a sharp oil, which should be accepted and was actually quite perfect. Pleasant sharpness, however, also had very good dosing capability. Not the steam hammer, but not the lukewarm air. Very nice. Let's go to the pizza. Actually, the basic structure of this pizza delivered after a pleasant time is not entirely mine. The edge had risen, but not very airy and the floor was a bit thicker than I usually love. These were all the alleged weaknesses. Well, because the edge did not cling like a dough board around the bottle and also the dough showed quite a pleasant, though very easy to hold back wort. The soil no longer fell in weight, as the coating transported a very strong aroma, which together with the good but slightly heated salami ensured a very positive ubiquitous. Then there was something to play with the hot oil and I had the best pizza I had ever eaten in Bavaria. The most southern pizza I made in Germany. The (or it. “the” Mozzarella was by the way Fior di Latte and also a pleasant part of the whole. Despite geographic fun, this was a very good pizza. It wouldn't be to give her at least 4.5 stars. The colleagues were also very enthusiastic about their Ravioli and audible. Of course, this is not distorted in the circle of colleagues, and that is why this statement must be sufficient. And then the climax came first. I have already informed colleagues that they have to pay some attention this day, as I would probably go to another table for an hour. When my pizza was eaten, my colleagues were also saturated and the digestive cigarettes (extreme situations also require lighter downs, a lady stepped into my dark circle and somehow reveals your MNS. I thought for a moment: Oh, we don't sell roses like the Boatpeople at the time, but go with time, and subjugate the mouths? Of course, nonsense; The lady and especially the companion had clearly Bavarian implications. I guess even the dog could be jolly. I had exchanged the days with care! and of course your tips and warnings. Two very sympathetic persons with a not less sympathetic, angry, banging head (and therefore I do not mean Mr Obacht! ; came to the podium. I let my colleagues know and we were depressed three and a half to the neighboring table. In principle, it is quite desirable to have a deadline (which in the case of Bavaria in the CL in TV, if you meet with strangers from dizzy forums in real life. In the most unfavorable case, the topics of the conversation go out immediately. Here I learned to hate FCB again from my heart (like VfB followers anyway a basic argument; for the loving care had to leave at 9 p.m. And it was a compressed but very nice and pleasant three-quarter hour. I think we could have beaten our ears for more hours and it would never have been boring. Thanks again for the beautiful time with you! I had to go on with my colleagues. Then we'll beat the one or the other hour around our ears. This also worked very successfully; Care must be taken for the food of the two spontaneous guests! then of course write a post here. I want to build this pressure. Or put it under a spell: pressure forms diamonds; finally it was a very nice evening. The food was very good and also the meeting with the two and a half care! I will not forget and think about how to "below" a short week. Sodele, now it has become a bit more, but extraordinary encounters only require exceptional reviews. PS: The silver car in front of the house (on the house side is disturbed by photography, but it probably belongs to the season. I have never seen such rusted brake discs in a registered car;