... sort of cheese, the one they made with the milk from the ewes and goats. The women had their berths behind a screen, whereas a wood fired stove stood in the middle of the tent, with a big cauldron brim-full ...
... in the first months. Later, a trickling trade between the camp and the village came into being – another witness recollected – because the prisoner exchanged the bread of their abundant ration for milk ...
... in the centre of the hut sending wafts of smoke up in the air that were magically absorbed by the thatch and released outside like a milky aura that envelopes the conical roof. I took out my camera and ...
... the fire, while the fresh ones in the plastic wrapping grew fewer and fewer. After a while my mouth felt parched and it became necessary to sip tea, sometimes with milk, sometimes black, but always abundantly ...
... the Long March. I wasn’t so motivated to visit, but to my great surprise I found that they didn’t charge admission – a rare instance in China where you are constantly milked by greedy local governments ...
It was a long ride. The road crossed three valleys, which implied getting over as many ridges. We crossed a river of milky glacier water coming down from a valley that I yearned to discover, but could ...
... Him I would say my prayers on mammoth beads; If bowing before stone images unveiled Him A flinty mountain I would humbly worship; If by drinking milk the Lord could be imbibed Many calves and children ...
... a fog is flowing over from one valley into the other. The altitude of Rohtang La is 3,978 m. We are now in the milky white of a thick fog of clouds lit by the sun. The visibility is poor. I see emerge ...
... won't be with butter because I feel I've had enough for today. But luckily it's only with milk. I try to converse on general subjects with my host, but we can't go beyond a certain point because of language ...
... shepherds living in stone huts, together with the cattle. They transform the milk into curds, then into fresh cheese, and slice part of it to dry in the air, obtaining a sour-tasting cheese. No sooner ...
... flames underneath. Is comes to be a sort of flat unleavened bread that is sprinkled with oil with the help of a metal pan. I ask for an omelette, milk tea and a coffee you wouldn't know it is one, if not ...
... an earthenware pot of beans still simmering, ready-baked flat bread you are supposed to pinch the food with to take it to your mouth, and slightly spiced milk tea. We walk across the old town, with night ...