31 Ağustos 2012 Cuma

ROM Manager Premium v5.0.2.0 APK





ROM Manager Premium v5.0.2.0

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29 Ağustos 2012 Çarşamba

BULGURLU,KIYMALI BÖREK



 
MALZEMELER
4 adet yufka
3 yumurta
300 gram kıyma
2 adet soğan
1 çay bardağı ince bulgur
1/2 su bardağı ceviz
Maydonoz, kekik, karabiber, kırmızıbiber,
Galeta unu , tuz 2 kaşık sıvıyağ

YAPILIŞI
İnce bulgur sıcak su ile ıslatılıp kapağı kapatılıp 15 dakika bekler. Kıyma 2 kaşık
sıvıyağ ile kavrulur, yemeklik doğranan soğanlarda ilave edilip iyice kavrulur,
baharatları, tuzu,maydonozu cevizi ve ıslatılan bulguru katılıp soğumaya bırakılır.
Yumurtaların sarıları ile beyazları ayrılır, sarıları yarım çay bardağı su ile sulan-
dırılır bir tane yufka masaya serilir, yufkanın her tarafına sulandırılmış yumurta
sarısı sürülür, İkinci yufka üzerine serilir, sigara böreği şeklinde 16 parçaya
bölünüp hazırlanan iç konup sarılır, ayırdığımız yumurta beyazına batırılıp, galeta
ununa bulanır, bol sıvıyağda kızartılır.Diğer iki  yufkada aynı şekilde hazırlanır.
Afiyet Olsun...

27 Ağustos 2012 Pazartesi

KİTAPKOLİK'TEN 4. KİTAP ÇEKİLİŞİ

Kitapkolik 4. kitap yarışmasını Maxkitap sponsorluğunda gerçekleştiriyor.
Ben de ilk defa bu yarışmaya katıldım. Yarışmaya katılmanızı tavsiye ederim. Yarışma şartları için buraya tıklayınız.

METAL SLUG 3 v1.4 APK






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On his back in the dark: Winter Journal by Paul Auster

A “self-indulgent, ill-conceived, and poorly-edited disaster” is how J. Robert Lennon sums up Paul Auster’s companion piece to The Invention of Solitude from 1982, that remarkable book comprising two brief biographical pieces by a novelist still to make his name, in contrast to the new book which is, (Lennon again), “a rambling, informal collection of memories, musings, and minutiae” written by a prolific, internationally renowned bestselling author. It has to be said that Lennon’s review of Winter Journal is entirely fair and utterly misses the value of the book.


You think it will never happen to you, that it cannot happen to you, that you are the only person in the world to whom none of these things will ever happen, and then, one by one, they all begin to happen to you, in the same way they happen to everyone else.
Winter Journal begins in the manner of the two earlier with a general statement, a valedictory welcome as it were, the first on the random event of death – his father’s – the second on the passing of the moment – his own:
He lays out a piece of paper on the table before him and writes these words with his pen. It was. It will never be again.
Actually, more than that: The Book of Memory – part two of The Invention of Solitude – is written in the third person as if to mark the passing of the moment against the guile of memoir. By becoming “He” and later “A.”, Auster enacts the implications of the statement. We can see how the peculiarity of his profession, which then included translation, prefigures the fiction he will go on to write.
Every book is an image of solitude. It is a tangible object that one can pick up, put down, open, and close, and its words represent many months, if not years, of one man’s solitude, so that with each word one reads in a book one might say to himself that he is confronting a particle of that solitude. A man sits alone in a room and writes. Whether the book speaks of loneliness or companionship, it is necessarily a product of solitude. A. sits down in his room to translate another man’s book, and it is as though he were entering that man’s solitude and making it his own. But surely that is impossible. For once a solitude has been breached, once a solitude has been taken on by another, it is no longer solitude, but a kind of companionship. Even though there is only one man in the room, there are two. A. imagines himself as a kind of ghost of that other man, who is both there and not there, and whose book is both the same and not the same as the one he is translating.
Auster writes Winter Journal in the second person and so becomes his own translator – his own ghost writer, the second man reasserting the solitude of the subject; a kind of paranormal activity we recognise from Oracle Night when Sidney Orr disappears into his study with the blue notebook and breaks his writer’s block. The proliferation of interrelated stories and digressions and the fascination with the act of writing are undoubtedly the most distinctive features of Auster’s fiction, the former attracting wide appreciation, the latter perhaps allowed as a concession to Auster’s European inheritance (The Invention of Solitude contains extracts from his translation of Mallarmé’s A Tomb for Anatole and Blanchot’s fiction; equivalents of which are disappointingly lacking in Winter Journal, the most notable memory of France here being an affair with a prostitute). The focus on the everyday and corporeal of which Lennon labels self-indulgent is then a necessary recourse for the ghost, however uncomfortable and unliterary it is.

“You would like to know who you are” Auster writes as a question to both ghost and subject, with only the latter able to reveal himself. The ghost must remain elusive for as long as the book is written. Auster is aware of this problem in The Book of Memory because he cites a line from Blanchot’s fiction: “What is extraordinary begins at the moment I stop”. But here the choice is either not to write or to write too much. The proliferating memories engage yet lack the mystique and sense of possibility innate to fiction, and instead rely on the mystique of the author who writes it. As we inevitably associate what is written with the life of a flesh and blood individual suffering family bereavements and panic attacks in Brooklyn, New York, there is a need to relate it to the fiction that appears to redeem it. The reader will thereby feel most at home when reading what Lennon calls “a pointless 10-page précis of an obscure 1950s movie”, which reads very much like a plot from an Auster novel. But this is secondary to the subject of the book.

The Catch-22 of Winter Journal is outlined in The Book of Memory when Auster discusses the story of Jonah. Ordered by God to go to Nineveh to prophesy the city’s destruction, Jonah instead sailed to Tarshish, a journey that leads to what makes his story one of the most famous in the Bible. Eventually he does prophesy to the inhabitants and they save themselves with profound repentance. Thus Jonah complains that since God is merciful there was no need for him to prophesy, have his warning heeded and thereby be exposed as a false prophet. What ever Jonah does, he is condemned to isolation, trapped in the belly of the whale: “the shipwreck of the singular” as Auster describes it. So whereas The Invention of Solitude speaks of a singular life swimming in the ocean of human experience and stories, the new book is more Crusoe patrolling his island.

The shipwreck of Winter Journal is salvaged when Auster describes “the scalding, epiphanic moment of clarity that pushed [him] through a crack in the universe”, one that marks the transition between jobbing translator and cramped poet to prolific and popular storyteller. He attends the rehearsals for a dance choreographed by a friend and watches the dancers perform without the usual accompanying music:
[At] a certain point something began to open inside you, you found yourself falling through the rift between world and word, the chasm that divides human life from our capacity to understand or express the truth of human life, and for reasons that still confound you, this sudden fall through the empty, unbounded air filled you with a sensation of freedom and happiness, and by the time the performance was over, you were no longer blocked, no longer burdened by the doubts that had been weighing down on you for the past year.
While this provokes thrills by offering possibilities for our own personal release, the hyperbole prompts the readers to wish for a prolonged meditation on this experience; what doubts were these and how does it affect the writing of his novels? What is this crack in the universe and where might we squint through it? Perhaps it is fiction itself, where Winter Journal by definition cannot venture. Perhaps the clue as to why the epiphany forms only a climax to the book rather than its core is in Lennon’s summary of Winter Journal which I did not quote in full: “a rambling, informal collection of memories, musings, and minutiae presented in the second person”. The inclusion of the form as incidental, as if equivalent to the colour of the dust jacket, is surprising because it is the formal challenge that distinguishes Auster’s narrative and aligns it with another of those European inheritors unmentioned by Lennon: Samuel Beckett’s Company (1980), which John Pilling says, “gravitates more openly towards the genre of autobiography than anything before”. 
A voice comes to one in the dark. Imagine.
To one on his back in the dark. This he can tell by the pressure on his hind parts and by how the dark changes when he shuts his eyes and again when he opens them again. Only a small part of what is said can be verified. As for example when he hears, You are on your back in the dark. Then he must acknowledge the truth of what is said. But by far the greater part of what is said cannot be verified. As for example when he hears, You first saw the light on such and such a day. Sometimes the two are combined as for example, You first saw the light on such and such a day and now you are on your back in the dark. A device perhaps from the incontrovertibility of the one to win credence for the other. That then is the proposition. To one on his back in the dark a voice tells of a past. With occasional allusion to a present and more rarely to a future as for example, You will end as you now are.
The connection is most explicit when Auster describes how he recalls his past during bouts of insomnia on his back in the dark: “For it is only in the darkness of solitude that the work of memory begins”. But, as The Invention of Solitude attests, the work of memory requires the distance between writing and what is written to be brought to life and, here, the second person eventually becomes a tic, employed as a device to win credence for straightforward memoir. The ghost and the subject become too cosy in each other's company. However, while Company focuses more on the veracity or otherwise of the voice in the dark and Winter Journal its sentimental revelations, both have in common the pursuit not of what is behind the writer but what lies in front of us all.

PATLICAN KAVURMA



MALZEMELER
 3 Adet patlıcan
 2 adet kuru soğan
2 adet yeşil biber (acı sevenler acı eklerse lezzeti çok daha güzel oluyor )
2 küçük domates
2 kaşık sıvıyağ
 ÜZERİNE
300 Gram yoğurt
1 diş sarımsak
SOSU
1 tepeleme yemek kaşığı tereyağ
Pulbiber,tuz
YAPILIŞI
Soğan yemeklik doğranır, biberler küçük doğranır, sıvıyağda soğan ve biberler pembeleşenene kadar kavrulur, patlıcanlar alacalı soyulup tavla zarı büyüklüğünde doğranır, tuzlu suda 15-20 dakika bekletilip iyice yıkanıp elimizle hafifçe sıkılır, patlıcanlar ve kabuğu soyulup küçük doğranan  Domatesler ilave edilerek tencerenin kapağı kapatılarak  patlıcanlar  suyunu çekene kadar pişirilir, yağında  biraz kavrulup ateşten alınır, soğuyunca üzerine sarımsaklı yoğurt dökülür .Tereyağ eritilip üzerine pulbiber eklenir servis yapılacağı zaman yoğurdun üzerine dökülüp servis yapılır.
tam zamanı mutlaka deneyin. Rejim yapanlar içinde üzerine yağ dökmeden çok idal bir rejim yemeği.
NOT:Börek ve gözleme içi olarakta kullanabilirsiniz istenirse çok az kıyma ilave edilebilir Afiyet olsun

26 Ağustos 2012 Pazar

Inotia 4 v1.0.5 APK







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BALLI BABA TATLISI

100_7524
100_7507
Malzemeler:
4 su bardağı un
3 yumurta
1paket instant  maya
1 su bardağı ılık süt
125 gram(oda sıcaklığında) tereyağ
1 çay fincanı pudra şekeri
1 fiske tuz

şurup için:
5 su bardağı su
5 su bardağı toz şeker
Yarım limon suyu
SOSU
Bir paket hazır çikolata sosu
Süt üzerindeki tarife göre ilave edilecek
Şeftali,elma, üzüm
·     
·         Unun ortasını açıp mayayı, bir bardak ılık sütü,  yumuşamış yağı, yumurtaları,şekeri ve  tuzu ilave ederek yumuşak bir hamur yapıyoruz
·         Hamuru ılık bir yerde iki misli kabarana kadar bekletiyoruz.
·         Küçük  kalıpları yağlıyoruz ve hamuru kalıpların yarısını geçmeyecek şekilde paylaştırıp
·         Kabarması için tekrar bekliyoruz.
·         İyice kabardıktan sonra fırında üzerleri kızarana kadar 20-25 dakika kadar pişiriyoruz.
·           Bir tencereye suyu ve şekeri koyuyoruz,
·         Şeker eriyip şerbet kaynayınca limon suyunu ilave edip bir iki taşım kaynatıp ateşten alıp şerbetinizi ılımaya bırakıyoruz.
·         Fırından çıkan tatlıları ılıyınca kalıplarından çıkartıp  ılık şerbetin içine atıyoruz. Tatlılar şerbeti iyice çekince çıkartıp  servis tabağına diziyoruz,      İyice soğuduktan sonra ortadan  kesiyoruz, çikolta sosunu tarifine göre pişirip sıcakken kestiğimiz tatlıların üzerine bir miktar koyup üzerlerine küçük doğradığımız şeftali, elma ve üzüm tanelerini koyup tatlının kestiğimiz diğer yarısını üzerlerine kapatıp  bol çikolata sosu döküyoruz .
 not: aralarına çikolata sos yerine franbuazlı hazır sosta çok yakışıyor üzerlerine yine çikolata sos dökülüyor .Afiyet olsun tadına doyamıyacağınız bir tatlı.




  not:.kek kıvamından biraz daha koyu bir hamur olacak  şerbet parmağımızın dayanacağı sıcaklıkta ılığa yakın olacak tatlıda ılık olacak .

Greedy Spiders 2 v1.0.4 APK


 
 



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Age Of Wind 2.86







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