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Un cunoscut chef s-a stins din viață! Milioane de oameni îl plâng

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Este vestea tristă a serii! Un cunoscut chef s-a stins din viață. Milioane de oameni care l-au iubit și l-au urmărit mereu sunt în doliu.

Un cunoscut chef s-a stins din viață! Milioane de oameni îl plâng

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Este vestea tristă a serii! Un cunoscut chef s-a stins din viață. Milioane de oameni care l-au iubit și l-au urmărit mereu sunt în doliu.

Antonio Carluccio s-a stins din viață la vârsta de 80 de ani. Era cunoscut pentru show-urile lui Tv, dar și pentru multitudinea de cărți de rețete pe care le-a scris. Conform thesun.co.uk, Antonio Carluccio s-a stins din viață acasă, într-un oraș din Italia, vestea tristă fiind dată chiar de agentul lui.

"Știre tristă. Unul dintre cel mai iubiți oameni, un adevărat prieten, Antonio Carluciio s-a stins din viață", a scris cineva pe o rețea de socializare.

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The saddest news. One of the loveliest people, and a really wonderful friend, Antonio Carluccio, has died. He was due to stay with me next week to help present the Northants Food and Drink Awards and I was so looking forward to seeing him and giving him an illustration I just had framed. It accompanied the last piece he wrote for me, a beautiful memory of his war years, and the illustration depicted him at his bedroom window above the station-masters house where he lived as a child. He loved the picture and said it showed exactly the scene in his own memory. I was so lucky to get to know him well over the years. I often visited him at his home in Wandsworth chatting over the big wooden table where he would write - always by hand in pencil. And he never stopped writing books. When one ended he simply started another. In one corner of the room were huge numbers of walking sticks - he would whittle in his spare time. And everywhere there were mushroom related ornaments. He was famous for his love of funghi so every damn person thought a mushroom-related piece of art would make a great present. He came to London in the wine business after working for the Italian typewriter firm Olivetti and through Terence Conran and his sister Priscilla - who he married - he got into the food business starting a cafe in Covent Garden. The rest is history. I will so miss him. His filthy jokes, his amazing array of expresso machines, his collection of chilled and jarred mushrooms, his wonderful conversation, the strong Italian accent that never left him. How lucky Emily and I were over the summer when we saw him ambling through the Chelsea Arts Club and he joined us both for dinner. 'I don't drink anything these days,' he said as I offered him a glass of wine. 'Only whisky.' Then that grin, that laugh, the shock of thick white curly hair. He had such warmth and at 80 great energy. He was only working in Australia very recently. It is so sad but what an absolute joy to know that he really was a friend. Every mushroom growing quietly beneath a pile of leaves in one of the secret woods that only he knew about might shed a little tear knowing he will never pick one of them again.

O postare distribuită de William Sitwell (@williamsitwell) pe 8 Nov 2017 la 07:03 PST