Then they told him of the field mice, and how they had generously saved him from death; and the Cowardly Lion laughed, and said:
«I have always thought myself very big and terrible; yet such little things as flowers came near to killing me, and such small animals as mice have saved my life. How strange it all is! But, comrades, what shall we do now?»
Sliced fennel, limon & almond salad
Cooked with squash, stocky hot and meat
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Ingredientes
- olive oil
- 1 small potato
- 500 g higher-welfare minced shoulder of pork
- 500 g quality minced beef
- 4 sprigs of fresh rosemary
- 6 submarine rolls
- 1 splash of red wine vinegar
- 100 g Red Leicester cheese
- 50 g watercress
Direcciones
- That night, too, there was another jetting out of gas from the distant planet. I saw it. A reddish flash at the edge, the slightest projection of the outline just as the chronometer struck midnight; and at that I told Ogilvy and he took my place.
- The night was warm and I was thirsty, and I went stretching my legs clumsily and feeling my way in the darkness, to the little table where the siphon stood, while Ogilvy exclaimed at the streamer of gas that came out towards us.
- Ogilvy watched till one, and then gave it up; and we lit the lantern and walked over to his house.
- I remember how I sat on the table there in the blackness, with patches of green and crimson swimming before my eyes. I wished I had a light to smoke by, little suspecting.
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