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Leo, Leo, Barcelona


In 2002 or 2003, I do not remember, Woody Allen directed "Melinda and Melinda," a film in which some friends meet for dinner after attending the funeral of a friend who just died of a heart attack just after taking an electrocardiogram which gave a perfect result. After dinner, after dinner, they begin to discuss issues ranging and profound. Discuss whether the essence of life is tragic or comic, whether in fact there is nothing inherently funny about the terrible facts of existence or, on the contrary, everything is so absurd that in the end we have no choice but to laugh anything. Argue over whether people are surrounded by graceful, beautiful and funny that we always offer the chance to face everyday problems with a smile, or if there are only two categories of people: the horrible and the miserable (in the words of Woody the horrible are the terminally ill, blind and disabled, while all others are miserable.) This discussion leads them to tell the same story from two points of view: a woman suddenly appears at a dinner of friends and his presence ends up affecting the lives of their hosts in a tragic or comic, as you look, depending on how you count. To me this movie I liked. I'm not saying you reach the enormous height of the best comedies of Woody, because then we would be talking about that could be compared to the best films made in the last forty years and we must not exaggerate, but I think an original storyline, complex, witty and fun. But, hey, if you have not seen the movie and I liked it, we will not discuss why, have had enough trouble here for saying that some films like Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire. I mention only because it was the last movie that Woody made in New York before leaving for a long time to roll out, first to London and then to Barcelona with Vicky and Cristina.

"Vicky, Cristina, Barcelona" is not up to it, even remotely, of the masterpieces of the genius of New York. Nor is the level of his early comedies more carefree and light movies while not paying much attention to aspects that can be considered essential to defining a quality film style, then at least they are characterized by a succession of great and funny gags which showed a sense of humor typical and unmistakable. In short: if we say that we talk about film "Vicky, Cristina, Barcelona" is a movie dull and disappointing, lacking the extraordinary clarity and creativity, intimate and close, that Woody Allen brings out every time he walks by the camera City skyscrapers. If we talk about other things such as travel performed by actors (the ones here and those beyond) in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bthen we say that in our opinion, the film shows a superficial and frivolous of the Mediterranean capital, tourists own vision clumsy and disinterested observers equipped with the prospect smart shrewd and subtle Woody has been used for many years. Some have blamed the defects of age-related problems. It is possible and logical. Others argue that Woody is diminished when leaving Manhattan (which must have some truth as well, as was enough to replant the camera on the streets of Greenwich Village to the thing working again in the splendid "Whatever Works" , pun intended.) Maybe it's just that you can not right every time. But, well, not give you more turns, as the only reason to relocate two paragraphs talking about Woody Allen is that his movie "Vicky, Cristina, Barcelona" has inspired us to choose the title of our article today: "Leo, Leo, Barcelona." Ingenious, right? Leo



The first is called Leo Lionel Messi's last name, and play at the club, the bastard. Messi is responsible for many of the ills that afflict me lately and I have been forced to go back to the psychiatrist's office. I know you think I'm Atleti and therefore as good antimadridista, would not have affected the success of Barcelona, \u200b\u200bbut you are wrong. Actually I am a Real Madrid to the core and death with my colors. What happens is that when I write comments on the blog floor suffering from multiple personality dissociative disorder, which causes a rare mutation in my tortured mind and makes no meaning to me, I feel momentarily enthusiastic temperament of a mattress, as if Tristan outside (the lion mate Leoncio, another Leo) I spent the day repeating to whoever hear the boring litany that I am the pupae and you are a conceited and arrogant. But saying that I am Real Madrid and Messi has me extremely worried. Not that Barcelona has not had before with superb players, no. That's what we're used to. Have passed through Cruyff, Maradona and other players awarded the Golden Ball, before Cannavaro, Flounder and cheerful this defense had no more grace than the patadon and whack, received the trophy from the hands of an incompetent jury. Leo may be the best player in the history of football, I do not know. I think such players should be judged only by their ability to stand out among the players of his era and to make great the teams they play. But whether or not it is not just to cope with some envy the fact that so wonderful a player does not play at Real Madrid. The problem is that Messi plays surrounded by a team of fable, much better than the time of Maradona or Cruyff, and that this team seems to have reached the summit today as one imagines playing football to be played by angels in the yard the school of the sky at the time of recess. The problem is that, like twenty five years ago God began to play disguised as a basketball player for the Chicago Bulls, today's beauty has been a Barca shirt. The big teams has always been, but now when it has finally materialized my ideal football my dream team. What I dislike, what I have in a sinvivir is that this team is Real Madrid but Barca. I hate when that orchestra directed by Xavi suddenly raises the intensity of the music with a touch of the baton gives the entry to the first solo, I start to feel palpitations in this small area of \u200b\u200bmy chest where I keep the good taste and then placed a bell spinning while my admiration and envy (my insane envy, jealousy can never be healthy, it never is).

This team has ensured that the club has regained its pride and show that far from unbearable victimhood, typical of the era and Gaspart Núñez, who became an affected group of persecution mania, eternally depressed and unable to generate joy to their fans, who always resented this and that is vented Guruceta speaking, the body of blood, of Philip II, of Franco, his wife The necklaces or wife Thirds of Flanders, in a permanent state of mosqueo, devoted themselves to hide their condition proclaimed second-rate team than a club and throwing pig heads to court: Aquest any, either!, Aquest any, either!

But some years ago, under the chairmanship of a mediocre character aspiring liberator of Catalonia, Barcelona has taken a path that soon led him to become the world's happiest team (besides the better, naturally). To make matters worse my friends assure me that this joy Catalans will not be temporary and is here to stay. I say that Barcelona is now discussed in some signings and quarry. Every time they care less other teams (that's not arrogance, is the ability to recognize the value, although this is in your own home) and every time they speak more than fantasy and beauty. Yo, what can I say, although I admit without hesitation that the club is now the best team in the world, I console myself that the big club in the history of football has always been the Real Madrid and that this will not change the simple fact that continues for a few years this lucky streak of our dear rivals. Enjoy it. We recognize that you have every right to boast world. Meanwhile, do not underestimate the undisputed Barca self-destructive capacity. And if it takes to take effect, let us hope that research to create the Madrid gene initiated at the request of Doctor Bacterio Florentino soon give its fruit, so that when you least expect can be heard at the premises of the farmhouse Messi Xavi and Iniesta three voices singing the beautiful hymn of the young man, to the astonishment of Guardiola and the rest of the squad. If this does not work, and only going to get the appeal of sailing to Santa Rita. That or football fans American. Leo



Leo The second is a restaurant located in the Raval district, called Casa Leopoldo, the favorite restaurant of Vázquez Montalbán and Pepe Carvalho. I think both told once there they brought their parents by the hand when he had something to celebrate and money to spend. I understand perfectly. To me, my father took me to eat potato crisps in the Cruz Blanca. Sometimes a chicken roasted in the Ostrería. When he played, rarely, some barnacles on the street brewery Torrijos called La Dorada and that seemed to me the richest thing in the world who knows, because in reality I was able to appreciate much if it was because my father was excited and I wanted to approach the world of imitation flavors taste. If it was sitting eating we went to take the seafood stew at Tulip, charming neighborhood restaurant that stays open after sixty years to provide food and childhood memories for the same price. Vázquez Montalbán said that while there are restaurants and chefs who spend their lives fighting for Michelin star, others get go down in history simply by being part of the memory of people, perhaps because its tiled walls and plates I returned flavors that are yours and you can not find en otro sitio. Rosebud. Tara. Amarcord. Días de radio. Enterrad mi corazón en Wounded Knee. De esas cosas estábamos hablando cuando un camarero nos sirvió un pescado de triste aspecto que vino a culminar una cena igual de triste y eso nos hizo reflexionar sobre la evidencia de que el pasado está bien, pero si quieres formar parte de los recuerdos futuros de nuevos clientes o continuar renovando los de los parroquianos de toda la vida, tienes que seguir currándotelo. Es posible que a los dueños de Casa Leopoldo se les haya olvidado y ahora, por desgracia, no estén allí Vázquez Montalbán y Pepe Carvalho para recordárselo.

Barcelona

Y Barcelona Barcelona is, of course, but I will not say much of anything. I have filled a folio on both sides and the pen I have been out of ink. Besides writing would not know not to give further insight superficial and frivolous than Woody. I'll just say I've had the opportunity to visit in a few days where the locals had left en masse, leaving it to the tourists so that they take care of her. We could walk through neighborhoods like little busy and some other adorned by lots of immigrants who do not appear to represent any element of discord, but rather integration. We have traveled up and down the Ramblas, longing for a little time in which like a street instead of rush hour trains at the station on Avenida de America. We have found people friendly and hospitable, for once, it seemed more concerned with feeling proud of their city and team that highlight the many absurd quarrels that sometimes we get caught everybody. We climbed mountains and seen the sea. We have put purple slices of bread with oil, tomatoes and salt. We ate well, though not in Casa Leopoldo. We like Barcelona.

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Can Fabes


Santceloni is not a pretty town, or at least are not street leading from the Mediterranean motorway at Can Fabes. Everything changes when go through the restaurant door. The atmosphere becomes warmer, it helps to contrast with the cold sweeping the region of Montseny. As I said, the feeling from the front desk is friendly with that so hard to achieve simplicity and good taste at a time. I vividly remember the high Can Fabes, just five years ago, filled to the brim, businessmen with his tie and gold business card between the decoration of Tapies. Things have changed, we are the first to arrive at our little reserved but today weekday November 2010 will not reach many more customers and almost more people in the brigade that provides the great service. "Quiet, quiet, I think, when I comes to mind that phrase I've ever read or heard Santi Santamaría, " the clock does not go to Can Fabes ." Perhaps one

stop the rush to the entrance, but the arrival of Xavier Pellicer, one of the best cooks I've known, opens up the possibilities of finding a new Can Fabes, which he hoped had inherited part of which was his kitchen Abac, modern and classic, always elegant, perfectly reflected in the book Abac's Kitchen: Xavier Pellicer -. The thing is hardly better start with a selection of breads among which a loaf of peasant - one very similar to the cover photograph of Baker's Apprentice of Reinhart - probably the best bread I've ever tasted in a restaurant. And a great bread is a difficult thing to do, a declaration of intent.

-228 autumn menu starts with a Euro-bread sticks wrapped with a good acorn ham. No low level with foie Pellicer this product works well, "nor with the curd with hedgehogs. Marinated scallops is rich, and while nice, I liked least a kind of crunchy rabbit pasta. I seem sensational both mushrooms gill-season with different temperatures and texture-like pumpkin raw, boiled, roasted and fried "with squid. If we consider as a parameter to measure the complexity of a dish, the latter would be close to outstanding. Strange and almost unpleasant to pil pil with clams of his "friend Laureno" - Laureano Oubiña - with beans, beet leaves and roots. They just take advantage of the good bivalves that are lost in a strange background, and despite the name, somewhat linked. Maintains

menu is in general a high level in the appetizers and starters, but are rare these days-times-tapas chefs, below the main courses are even better. Design good major is only available to top chefs and a unique product based on both the gold, according to the waiter, the port of Blanes, with brioche and crisp as the duck blood mieral with braised fennel and honey sauce with aromatic, are dishes to remember. The duck, deep flavor, a marvel, is presented in the table whole, then carve and certainly use their juice to finish the sauce.

Nothing, however, I have the dessert or the gorgonzola with pear sauce that precedes them. The cheese is too cold, the only failure of performance, and desserts are light, refreshing, but I hardly remember the presentation of petit fours and a strawberry or strawberry soup with ice cream. The wine list, as the menu itself is very expensive, given the choice we hit the mountain and throw it more or less luxurious options: the Altenberg of Bergheim Cru Brand 2001 to 120 euros or Jaboulet La Chapelle 97, to 185 euros. Fine jewelry price tags, of course. The sommelier, Juan Carlos Ibáñez, I found a professional with clear ideas, it is not easy to separate the Alsatian white wine, a full and round, ripe, a red gauge of La Chapelle. We recommended to do the Bass Berg Smaragd 2004 -125 euros, a riesling still vibrant, fresh acid and finally ended up winning in complexity to become a great wine.

Can Fabes know all the springs of the liturgy and the great food you can top it off, for example, a glass of Armagnac from Domaine de Jaurrey Laberdolive 79 -32 euros. Stratospheric prices at the level of some of the temples triestrellados of Paris, great product, superb performance and a high level of service, at Can Fabes you can enjoy a lot, I enjoyed it very much, "Santi Santamaria has raised a great restaurant. However, as happens in Spain, my tie does not look as much as five years ago and my credit card has expired. It will therefore be a unique opportunity in many years, in the strict sense of the word. A great experience in absolute terms. Table illustrating

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Five hours at El Bulli


A El Bulli, in December 2010, he gets into a zig-zag wrapped in a sea of \u200b\u200bdarkness. I imagined a thousand times reaching Cala Montjoi and today I find it difficult to recognize the house, he had seen in many photographs twilight, at dusk, the sign of El Bulli, a tattoo of light in the door. Inside, Juli Soler croons, probably happy with the final beating Barca has dealt to Real Madrid and service, tic-tac, we collect your coat, leads to the kitchen where a lot stacked of chefs who, like an anthill, work quickly and neatly huge steel geometric lines. Production lines. There goes Ferrán, always willing to talk briefly to take a picture. Today, unlike Soler, go with an aspect between tense and tired. As happens with the surrounding me, I also recognize costs. Flute

mojito and apple, almond fizz with amarena, patty of nori chip with olive oil, Parmesan club, hazelnut, raspberry, hazelnut candy, biscuit and hazelnut caviar, pallet hibiscus and groundnuts.

At the entrance to the left is our table. El Bulli holds surprises, those things that do not appear in the photos. The first is the head waiter, Lluis García, the head waiter, a professional from those who seem able to jump into the shoulder a restaurant. Entries arrive, cocktails, solid: the common thread seems the bitterness, the mojito almond, hazelnut to amarena, then finally play with sweetness and texture as in the case of tortilla shrimp in two versions, sponge first, then as a very thin crispy coca holding the shrimp. It is impossible to fix all the snacks and even harder to find as they may have cooked. At times you feel El Bulli on the first of food, may be simply that they float on another plane. Tortilla

shrimp won-ton of pink roses with ham and water melon, ham canapé and ginger cream with caviar caviar with hazelnut, yuzu soy wax to miso, boiled shrimp, shrimp two firings , quail with pickled carrot, tomato tartare, tiramisu, caviar, truffles, truffle drap, macaron parmesan, truffle blini, cold anenome barnacles, scallops with almond risotto, oysters with black earth Gillardeau and marrow, and ceviche lulo shellfish, taco de Oaxaca, 50% foil endive, gazpacho and ajo blanco.

A wan ton of rose petals, a truffle caviar tastes, a blini that explodes in the mouth full of fat and flavor, a taco that tastes like Mexico, leg of quail with three or four different dressings of power - " eat it up and down " - a monograph on barnacles and iodine anemones, cooked and raw endive. Each dish, a cover, each cover the beginning of a journey. Everything is good in itself makes sense, yet it seems the beginning of something, a kilometer zero gourmet spreads his fingers elsewhere. Japan, Mexico, Peru, Galicia, Andalusia, melting here and there. The more surprising is when it is not surprising-the-cooking shrimp in two because most all cases is devilishly complex. In sequences of three or four could make all the way across a letter. El Bulli is transformed into the flow of dinner is not a dinner, a number, not a restaurant but many and none seem to anyone who already knows. Capuccino

hunting, dove with blueberry cardamom risotto, rabbit ravioli with bolognese and blood, warm strawberries with hare soup, chestnuts mimetic pandang ice cream with coconut milk, sugar cube in tea and lime "Filipino", "vidre coca, profiteroles floating gin and raspberry soup cardamom ice, box of chocolates.

The last of the mutations will occur in the game and desserts, which cross the plate with warm strawberry soup hare. These dishes remind me a lesson that may not always remembered Ferrán, however to be noted for the splendid Mediterranean Taste: In the kitchen the surprise is what comes after excellence, gourmet execution. Impress think they are about forty services per person, so thousands of them up with an absolute accuracy of tastes, temperatures and presentations. A strain which seemed to me, is reflected in the face of Adria. It remains for me as the culmination of this "fall put into the dish "that is the final part of the menu, the rabbit ravioli with their blood.

El Bulli is the work of a genius, a project of such complexity that it seems impossible to extend for too many years, should be a huge personal wear look for the infinite perfection in every detail, no body or equipment that supports it. The mixture of research and development workshop that will be reflected in a network is simply the natural outcome, regardless of strenuous effort which is the service at the restaurant, to preserve the ideas, the brain. Rest the muscle to write the future. I always thought

dinner at Cala Montjoi, if ever happened "I had lost hope," would be a sort of culmination culinary staff. Nothing is further from reality, after five hours at the table I realized that this is just the beginning. I had dinner menu in itself is a universe of possibilities that only a small percentage is already written. Count in so few words the madness that I lived, to convey the experience, it is possible, but in 2010, and turning off lights, twilight, it strikes me that a good summary of what is El Bulli is his lofty box of chocolates, beautiful, delicious and surprising. Almost perfect.

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following is the story of the sad events that took place at the beginning of the twenty-first century, Albert Mellanosporum, former inspector Estrellín phone, I handed down to me, his disciple, Crispin India Bombay and Tanqueray , on his deathbed.

" The conclave was held in the year of God 2009, in the neighborhood of Trastevere, in Rome, near the Castello Sant'Angelo . Masons came slowly and gathered at a table full of burratta, bresaola and pizza. Not missing any member of the main attractions families: the Estrellín, Madridpolis, or guides and Tragontour Octane. Nor are they lost the food critics of those who remember, grimly, proved hungry gesture backward pace and circumspect the chacina satisfied.

The albino who officiated as master of ceremonies rocked by three times the mortar clack-clack-clack . Its hood only appreciated his bright blue eyes, the agenda was simple, just a sentence of three words: dominate the world. dominate the world, "repeated the master of the lodge and a schedule began painting the flow of events that changed history.

The plan was simple and perverse: the Freemasons of Estrellín begin by publishing a subversive guide that would match certain European regions without other criteria that support specific cities. The Madridpolis but would defend the product without any geographical basis, with special emphasis on the trout and lamb. The Tragontour opted for restaurants defend an intellectual component in its proposal, in its particular way of interpreting the intelligentsia, of course. Octane phone was not able to define any criteria, his own confusion was prevented, but created an entropic factor was the main catalyst for the disastrous events that contributed to the destruction West.

The dispersion of the information was devastating and the gourmet market began to build confidence in buyers. The main European secondary market, that of poultry, suffered severe stress. Consequently, the investor, guided by the Estrellín, sided with the French chick, spreads recorded nearly 200 basis points over the Navaz pigeon. It did not matter that Joe John Tinker, the English prime minister, convened a press conference, expressing his confidence in the fineness of the English bird, "Our product is the best in the world," he said, providing the press with a glass of parenting Bank of the hole. But nothing could stop the inverter, terrified as much information addressed "

" The rest is well known . "Mellanosporum Albert spat blood and gin in his bed as he recalled the tragic events that occurred in March 2011 . gastronomic Freemasonry lost control of the situation. The gastrobares, fusion restaurants, scallops, ceviche and short cooking times were made with the world. They stopped using preservatives and London was conceived virus creative dim sum. The virus was transmitted to Europe, Ireland fell first, then Portugal and then Spain, then Belgium, Italy, Eastern Europe and finally France and Germany. It was only in 2014, the European Great Fire, when stocks were burnt wanton and yellow chili paste and pandemic stopped. It was late at this stage of anarchy was rampant .

"Forgive me, forgive me! " the Castilian inspector stared at me in his bed, begging forgiveness and understanding and eventually died in spasms of remorse. According to his wishes was confit, braised, and finally buried on the third floor of the parking Chamartin Old Market, next to the bins, counted that Gossips usual place on the black market.

Today gourmets, outlaws, meet in catacombs and roast cats in fires fueled with wood that steal in buildings under construction. You hear about a rumor circulating among them a guide Tragontour 2009, who worship a Bible that was banned by the Single European Minister, as a subversive. Arise from time to time rumors about the arrival of a truffle, a wine center of Burgundy or a scholarship. Are almost always a police bait, so they still come as zombies desperate for something new, wanting to put a note to a restaurant, write a review on a blog, longing for a past that vaguely resemble yet never to return again.

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Santiago Segurola Eagle and "The Country" of the 80

(Chronicle of the Tavern dining Arzábal)


The other day I found Santiago Segurola dinner at the Tavern Arzábal Street Doctor Castelo de Madrid. I think the first time I saw Segurola on TV was a night many years ago talking about basketball with Andrés Montes in Canal Plus, though now that I think of it, was no night, no, but one morning, which is not the same. In the evenings there desktop family TV, chat, comfort and company. There are kisses goodnight, till tomorrow, honey, get some rest! The mornings, however, are another matter. The dawn of my youth were synonymous with frantic partying or studying logical consequence of having left everything to the last minute and had to hastily prepare for an exam. Those mornings smelled of chocolate milk, a stimulant tablets, a legal book publisher Civitas and music on the radio. A Angel Alvarez welcoming us aboard the flight six hundred and five music programs and National Radio of Spain or Peninsular Radio.

Programs that are interrupted every sixty minutes with time signals, with the national anthem and the newsletter. Radio stations, including song and newsletter, helped us to evade the roll of administrative law and vulgarity in a country dominated by the irritating stupidity of a leader of the balls with a program in which the disc-jockeys pricked songs we liked and which since then have continued with us.

Programs jazz in which you could hear songs like Georgia on my mind , Summertime, It do not mean a thing or Potato Head Blues. What a great song, Potato Head Blues! Fantastic! Guys who say they know this is one of those songs that marked the beginning of a new era of music. And while the same is said of many other songs, this time it's true, I swear. This song is a journey through the history of jazz, jazz history. It is the masterpiece of a musician who was able to synthesize in three minutes all the sounds that a child was listening to the streets of New Orleans. Sounds can be found the crying baby in the monotony of a leaky faucet in traffic noise or a bird singing as the sun's rays make their way through the clouds. Pace. Pace. The sound of a trumpet. Things that are not taught in school. Discs of 45 revolutions per minute. Jewels. All Louis Armstrong lyrics are good, but this is exceptional. So exceptional that Woody Allen considers it one of the ten things that makes life worth living. What what are the other nine? Let's see if I can remember: Groucho Marx, of course, the second movement of the Jupiter Symphony ; sentimental education of Flaubert , Those incredible apples and pears, Cezanne ; Marlon Brando, Frank Sinatra ; Seafood Sam Wo , some Swedish films and Tracy's face. Tracy is Mariel Hemingway. Woody Allen is Isaac and is now lying on a couch talking to a tape recorder. Suddenly, you hear the music of George Gershwin (though not tell Woody, also worth living to hear the music of Gershwin), and jumps up to run out and look for Tracy:

- What are you doing here?
- Well, I ran. He intentado llamarte por teléfono pero comunicabas, así que lo dejé después de dos horas. Luego no he encontrado taxi y he venido corriendo. ¿A dónde vas?
- A Londres.
- ¿Te vas a Londres ahora? ¿Quieres decir que si tardo dos minutos más estarías camino de Londres?
- Sí.
- Pues deja que vaya derecho al grano. Creo que no deberías ir. Que cometí un grave error y que yo preferiría que no fueras.
- ¡Oh, Isaac!
- Ya sé. Ya sé que he hecho muy mal las cosas, pero escucha: ¿te estás viendo con alguien?, ¿sales con alguien?
- No.
- Pero, ¿tú sigues queriéndome o ya se te ha pasado?
- Dios mine. Suddenly surges. Do not call me and suddenly. What happened to the woman you met?
- Well, I'll explain. I do not go with it. Let's say I was wrong. What can I say. So. I do not think you should go to London.
- But I have to go. I have my plans made. Everything is ready. My parents are there looking for a place where I can live.
- Go! But you still love me or what?
- Do you love me?
- Yes, yes. That is precisely. Do you understand?
- Do you know that I turned eighteen the other day?
- Really?
- I am an adult, but I'm still a kid.
- are not so young. Eighteen years! You could even join the military. Yes, in some countries could. Hey, you're very pretty.
- I did a lot of damage.
- not on purpose. You see, I was .... It was all my stupid way of looking at things.
- Well, come back in six months.
- Six months? Are you kidding? "Six months you will be out?
- We've waited until now. What is six months if we still want?
- Hey, do not be so mature do you want? Six months is too long. Six months! And you will be working in the theater, actors and directors. Go the study and treated with all these people, have lunch with them and ... emotions are created. Without wishing thou shalt go into the environment. Change, and within six months will be a completely different person.
- "And do not want to go through that experience? As recently that told me the opposite.
- Yes, I know, but you could ... Well, I dunno, would not that I like so much you change.
- I have to take the plane.
- Ah, come on, come on! You can not go, Tracy.
- Why did not this appearance last week? Six months is not much. And not everyone is corrupt. You must have a little faith in people.

Isaac, looks and smiles sadly. And with that smile so sad, Woody Allen tells us that his character has finally understood that they actually have to have a little faith in people. Other directors need to ten minutes or half an hour to explain this. Some do not or would get ten hours or ten lives they had. Woody Allen is enough to make a smile. Seldom has said what a great actor he is. He can not speak of himself, of course, but I think for many people, the films of Woody Allen are in the top ten list of things that makes life worth living.

Al grain. Said when I saw the face of Segurola was first back in 1996 when Canal Plus bought the rights to broadcast in Spain in the NBA and hired Andrés Montes for storytelling. There was still some time to appear around a young man named Coldstream Montes and formed with a partner who was able to gather in front of thousands of late-night TV a few hours until then seemed to be reserved exclusively to the Chuck Norris ad in teleshopping. When alternate presenters appeared we were going to bed without even asking who was playing that night, but if they were Montes and Coldstream who narrated the match we stayed to see what it was, and so, as the flight number 23 took off from Chicago airport bound for a new NBA ring, the spectators we spent them listening pipe Van Morrison songs as Caravan , including the fabulous album It's too late to stop now, or listening to the couple tell the story of Pumpkin's club , chronicles cinematographic films featuring the genius of sensitivity called Steven Seagal or comments dining on the worst Italian restaurant history, which, incidentally, seems to be located in the city of Detroit.

But before he reached Coldstream, there was Segurola, maintaining and making the type face and voice to a sensible sport. A smart guy and serene writing in the newspaper El Pais and had been able to bring their sports pages something as rare as the clarity of view, a prose accompanied by some creative and literary quality. In short, the never seen before in the English media. Eighties were good years for the newspaper El Pais. Sunday morning. First we have to order a little remains of the bloodless battle of the night before and then to the street to buy the newspaper, churros and bread.

- churros Yuck!
- bread Yuck!
- news Yuck!
- Hey, pass me the country.

wrote on the last page Fidalgo Feliciano, a brilliant interviewer, in a section called Gas Light as Cukor film (that of Ingrid Bergman and Charles Boyer), and as in the film, getting questions make us doubt our reasoning, our belief, our good sense, our perception of reality. Feliciano used to send every week a full interview direct questions: brief, formal beauty and a precise meaning. Lit his gas, and showed you a different way of approaching things. Also taught me to start reading the newspaper in the last page, which I do since then, as if expecting to meet again with an interview with him. Well, it also taught me Manuel Vazquez Montalban, who on the last page of El Pais the same analyzed the crisis of the left (when the left still exist and could, for t anto, afford have a crisis), lamented the departure of Figo to Real Madrid or give us references of a new magazine called police and Gimlet and mystery, and by the way, we revealed the secret formula combined: "A no IMlet g try to change the world if ever aspires to help contemplate leisurely but relentlessly, as provided Marlowe victims and executioners around him. Masters and slaves. Victims and perpetrators. These truths will be referred back through the filter of a glass eye Gimlet: 1 / 3 lemon 2 / 3 of gin, 2 drops of absinthe, 1 / 2 tablespoon sugar, ice, a slice of lemon, served in narrow glass. "Indispensable the slice of lemon.

If we start with the last page, then in the penultimate, we expected Tecglen Eduardo Haro, the boy Republican, speaking of theater, television or what felt like that day. And Ángel Fernández Santos, another of this collection of journalists, scholars, educated and smart, saying that movies sometimes are much more than a story. What are emotions that can only be touched with the fingertips of the heart, as they say Joaquín Sabina or Corin Tellado , who knows. Sports are not those you could jump, because there Segurola addition, the teacher Julio César Iglesias was putting its name to the Quinta del Vulture. Then there was magic in the sports pages of The Country and magic on the pitch at the Bernabeu. As a correspondent in London (also passed through New York and Rome, where he befriended Paloma Gómez Borrero tifoso and Inter Milan) was a young man named Enrique González .

of chronic parliamentary dealt Luis Carandell , author of Celtiberia Show and man to start a news reciting a sonnet by Lope de Vega. Bull wrote Joaquín Vidal, a wonderful writer who got us to read with interest your reviews even those who maintain a patently hostile attitude towards the party. Joaquin Vidal was another great columnist of the last page, but suddenly one day started writing bull and that was the god. To serve as an example, we will transcribe a fragment of one of his chronicles. It refers to an event that took place in the Plaza de Almeria on August 24, 1979. Were dealt bulls from the ranch of Don Felipe Bartolome by Miguel Ruiz righties , Damaso González and Macandro .

Chronicle read: "Pilar sour Lora prepared a stew of potatoes and meat, spicy taste tantico grandfather. Ramonero embodiment, for herself and her three sisters, needle blade, they learned to do in other coastal lands is Andalusia, which is fried as well. Antonio Llorca asked his wife to a mullet browned simply grilled with salt well, he would take care of you by surprise, and led the Bulls in a plastic bag would not open until it was hour, half prawn and three quarters of Norway lobster, which cost a fortune, but it was worth.

Desserts were not lacking, either in these families or in none. At the barrier, John Archer, of Roquetas, unpacked a box of delights here - the most requested were a tocinitos of heaven - and made the appropriate passes to the relatives and the wife, who guluzmearon a pleasure. Beside him, a hack of Italians who were around Almeria and took the opportunity to go to the bulls, looked with envy candy, but its local neighbors, as generous as they are, they should not realize, because they were offered. It is also true that the Italians did not provide pure Juan Toscani long, black, retorcidillos and tasty, from which they supply, as observed.

Mean snack time was the best of the run. In the stands, steep boots, lovingly tempted, and everyone ate upon it. Who is into organizing the show things you always wondered if the pause half-hour dining, and I said no, that can be more or less, depending on what it takes to eat the snack the president. And indeed, President snack as a child of God who is and heir of his glory. What I feel is unable to report what you ate yesterday and how, then, simply I did not see. However, I did see that returning to the stage very happy and courageous, to face what was left of racing. The same audience. And if you authority and spectators during the first part had shown their generosity and enthusiasm, in the second, with a full stomach, optimism was even greater.

Great party, in short, the Plaza de Almeria, all day yesterday and overflowing joy in the stands, and so it should be noted before discussing what happened in the ring. Because what happened was worthwhile. That is, before and after tea, there was nothing . "

Wonderful. I like to play some other time of Don Joaquin, but for reasons of space, for another day in the history of Halter quarrelsome and asesinadita bull case. Santiago Amon was the art critic and reflected on the role of critics: "To whom is the" art critic "? What the artists themselves?, How a minority, in possession of the keys to the riddle? Did addresses itself? "Fernando Lazaro Carreter put the dart in the word to alert us to continually put firecrackers in the foundation of our language: " hear you, after the break the game does not restart, but resumed." Firms Casual García Márquez, Vargas Llosa, Savater, Muñoz Molina ... has been a long time. Many have died. Others have left the newspaper. I write fast and forget a few. Segurola is now in the Mark

... I do not know what he requested in Arzábal Segurola, or if you liked the site. We take anchovies, artichokes fried patties, fried eggs with truffles, barbels of hake, a stew of pigeon with wine sauce, cheeses and sweets. And we liked everything. You eat well in the Tavern Arzábal.

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And behind the door of an elegant old building in London Mayfair, appears with a smile from ear to ear David Kyle Boyd, a great professional who acts as host and master ceremonies and guides us through the maze that is Sketch. After collecting our coats, we suggested that we go to the bathroom-white and full of huge eggs that house the toilets, "the recommendation is not trivial, by the way we teach the exhibition hall, we set aside The Bar East, a small cocktail-and cross The Gallery , an empty space that today is enormous-in the evening and night time is a brasserie, where 3D images are projected on the walls. Electronic sounds disturbing to reach a stunning bathroom that could have come from any book by Asimov, which, to be honest, I just wanted to get out as quickly as possible.

"It's frightening," I say to David and he responds, overacting and sarcastically "I've been telling my boss for the last ten years" was actually excited to note the dozens of details bewildering building, the works of art, decoration and, of course, The Lecture Room & Library. We proudly displays the room that houses the magnificent main dining room located on the first floor. Like a silent ambush, the waiters are passing one by one by the table and serve the appetizer ask disappear three minutes to read the letter, we take the command and the sommelier-dour but efficient ", advises us . There are luxury furniture, cutlery and glassware and, above all, the personal and friendly treatment accorded to customers. At a time when they want to make us swallow with millstones, informal services, and call them, "attended a masterclass authentic from what I understand to be the room of a restaurant search excellence, another thing is that it is easy to get a professional of this caliber, another thing is that I can-or no-pay.

Let's take a second to talk about Pierre Gagnaire, chef and entrepreneur -perhaps because the latter rather than the first-signing the letter. With many similarities with fellow Alsatian Jean Georges Vongerichten , Gagnaire represents a stream of chefs who suggested a break in the monolithic French cuisine during the 80's, introducing techniques and Asian influences in his dishes, on paper, fusion cuisine and innovation. The a la carte menu can leave at The Lecture & Library to the 130-140 pounds with ease, fortune weekdays maintain a gourmet lunch rapide much cheaper. Two courses for 30 pounds, 35 pounds for three courses and three courses with wine, 48 pounds, taxes included, including a glass of manzanilla, half water and half bottle of wine per person. We chose the latter, in my case replacing the dessert for a cheese plate of the house Antony d'Alsace.

After the appetizer, sour cream, another of cheese, a small piece of sushi and a biscuit and carrot strudel with some more cheese, "we used three pieces of good bread and the four-to dishes time-that comprise the entry: marinated eggplant in mirin and serve, white miso paste, sake and dried bonito Jelly, perhaps the most impressive dish of food, the eggplant with a texture that recalled the quince, the miso in a foam, gelatin sake and dried bonito in a very thin chips. Four different textures in a dish elegant and complex.

bream carpaccio with avocado, currant -again-and gelatin horseradish fresh, light. Potato foam-and-menu appears with chanterelles and gave birth -cured pork fat with spices-salt, a dish much more conventional but delightful, where this time the texture is modified potato which accompany some chanterelles as small as I had never seen and the delight of Tuscan pig. Finally comes the foie gras strudel with red pepper, chocolate and bread carasau -Sardinian music bread ": rather a cream of foie gras with pepper jelly and two layers, the first Sardinian bread, crisp, and the second a sheet of chocolate.

main course we chose the two possible options: the sole meuniere , butter, tarragon, and quinoa hazelnut and low temperature cooked pork with mashed radicchio, mango, black rice cooked in BIGARADE Grumolo radicchio salad. While the fish offers few surprises, if any accompaniment of quinoa-the texture of pork, cut into cubes was strange, almost pasty. Furthermore, the dish looks blatantly surprise with the contrast between the black rice cooked with wine, the BIGARADE is a sauce that is typically used to cook the duck, "slightly sweet and acidity, and bitterness of the radicchio end. A bit as strange as interesting.

For dessert we serve banana cream glass with a layer of coconut-candy-and raspberry coulis, balanced neither acidic nor cloying, and finally, a creamy chocolate with a layer of figs, wrapped in a thin chocolate cookie. In both cases, with good management of sweetness. A plate of cheeses - Comté , cheese marinated in alcohol, blue cheese and Vacherin Mont d'or - grapes and a glass of La Gitana and coffee about petit fours.

textured Games, Asian ingredients, also Italian, and a whole wardrobe of French tradition as a scaffold holding Gagnaire's kitchen, even some complexity in some of the recipes in this menu low cost. If we add a precise execution and exceptional staging, we have a high class restaurant. Surely I tried kitchens that have impressed me most in recent times I repeat that we are talking about your menu simple, "but if we speak from experience, this competes among the best and he does a very competitive price, about 110 pounds for two people. Sketch offers different prices to different audiences during the day is becoming, as a chameleon, in fancy restaurant, snack bar, cafeteria, lounge , whatever it takes so you can access different audiences by adapting to their economic capacity.

Water, which falls abundantly as we stroll down Oxford Street, diluted correct effect of New Zealand Te Awa Merlot, a more than decent 2004 that came in the menu. We passed dozens of English eager to buy in Primark, Marks & Spencer, Uniqlo, Zara , all located in the main shopping area of \u200b\u200bthis exciting city.

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Thirty years ago, for me to eat tripe was normal, especially on weekends. Thus, in the snack bar where we drank, we were offered delicious-small chicken gizzards, elastic, with garlic and chilli, with onion blood, kidneys, white wine, beef and living lambs that died prematurely, sun-dried with ratatouille, and cap from the house. If we decided to ask a serving, it was not unusual that we chose a zarajos, brain or liver breaded with tomato.

Until recently, no one has taken haute cuisine recipes or sophisticated as France has done, cook the tripe was rather the result of economic necessity: in a poor area and was Castilla la Vieja and in particular La Mancha, you could not throw anything. Prosperity, even at a time as complicated as the end of the first decade of the century, the offal has been removed from our diet and just take a walk through any supermarket to check. The spoils are not part of the dishes served in canteens or in the daily menus of gourmet restaurants, everyday reality, and only a few dishes such as tripe or ear, survive in the traditional bars.

retrospect, one might think that we ate tripe by a mere question support. Nothing is further from reality, in many cases were the dishes on Sunday. Among all remember two particularly enthusiastic about my family, pig's feet-a recipe, it is true, faded that used in my house, and roasted lamb's head, which always seemed unapproachable for those were not hungry, they were insensitive or did not feel genuine devotion to the cuisine. For what is more disgusting than eating the head of an animal we're looking at the eyes, foggy that these have become?

lamb's head is a compendium of tripe, eyes, brains, gelatinous corners of the forehead, tongue and jaw wonderful, sensational bite when they separate cleanly from the bone and slightly resistant to the tooth, toasted tasty. The recipe has no mystery, just cut into hemispheres, blanched in boiling water a few seconds, giving them a light coat of oil, add minced garlic, white wine, a hit of vinegar and finally, parsley. The so what we had in the oven, sometimes with a bed of potatoes underneath. Hand and we had returned them smell caramelized and firewood would share the most precious and pure family hierarchy. While potatoes soaked in the juice sudan heads, white wine and vinegar were no small feat. Today

tripe again. Returns in other ways, in Asian restaurants and haute cuisine: either the influence of French haute cuisine - foie , sweetbreads, marrow-, as well as trends in avant-garde haute cuisine why call tripe when say trash can cooking -. In the home is not so easy to educate a child who normally eats meat sticks hake and Choice to accept a brain, should be a Herculean task, unless there is something else at the table. Asian immigrants are the ones who are making tripe shops viable as wonderful as those that still exist in the market Tetuan, Madrid.

This is not to be an exercise in nostalgia, people eat what they want and the globalization of cuisine, especially influenced by a lifestyle in which hardly cook at home inevitably leads us to this. For almost everyone who can choose, if you have money, it is easier to put on the sirloin table involved. It is foolish to blow against the wind. Just try to remember that these remains we offer the ability to navigate through seas of different textures, gelatinous, morbid. Intense flavors and different. When I choose a fish on the table, never let them take the head in their caves are the most precious snacks.

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in cinema (and I mean the classic American film, the film's biggest stars, movies from the golden age of the studies, ie, movies) always prestige have had champagne, martinis and whiskey. Martinis, champagne and drank it guys elegant as Fred Astaire, William Powell, Maurice Chevalier or Agent 007 girls when they left to conquer, that is, at all times. Asking these things because they were men with style and because they knew they were the favorite drinks of the most fashionable girls screen as Marilyn as Natalie or Audrey . (Speaking of Audrey and guys with style, you probably know that David Larrabee he tore his ass with a glass of champagne I had in my back pocket when he went to his romantic date with Audrey on the tennis court your home. Now that's be smart and not mine, I almost tore the ass when I fell in the middle of a bush while he was eating berries along the fence of a field). Champagne and martini, are beverages that exude sensuality by each and every one of the chemical bonds in their molecules, but instead the whiskey is not a suitable drink for conquest. The guys drink when alone or when the girl who accompanies them give a shit. The whiskey is a thing of Bogart and tough guys of the western. With the grab good whiskey Dean Martin in Rio Bravo or Lee Marvin in any movie that comes to mind you.

Champagne, martinis and whiskey, yes, but what about beer? Who drank beer in Hollywood films gold? So if you want to know the truth, nobody or almost nobody. Very few. Perhaps the reason is that this is a drink that has always been very little glamor . We were all once in a while with friends at the bar across the street for taking a glass of beer and a skewer of tortilla or a lid of anchovies in vinegar. Reality butt. But as between our everyday boredom, our cane daily and Telecinco reality shows we have plenty of realism, when we looked at the film (and I mean the classic American film, the film's biggest stars, etc., etc.) No we feel like see stories of guys that are linked to the cashier the day in a seedy nightclub, despite the redundancy, while drinking a can of Mahou five stars. We want champagne, martinis and whiskey. And while it is true that today's youngsters are more used than before (some more than others, yes) to the small producer champagnes, the balls of malt whiskey and cocktails Le Cabrera , it is also that from time to time, especially when we do not look Weirdo, we give an overview of the beer and pickled anchovies.

So I look for the big movie of beer. A film in which, for example, has a murky crime place in a brewery, or a story of passionate love is consummated in a barley field, or who has a fun adventure that leads to the players for the wooden tables of the breweries of Ghent or Antwerp. I look and find nothing. But as I will not give up so soon, recess expectations a bit and decide to settle for films in which the beer, although not the main star, it has a certain role or at least a brief moment of glory.

And here we do have some material. We could start with Groucho Marx making mischief in Monkey Business : "Call this a party? The beer is hot and cold women. "In frenzy, the movie that Hitchcock was a return to his native England, a couple of gentlemen with umbrellas and bowler hat, funny comment before a few pints of beer the last crime of the murderer of neckties, in a pub near Covent Garden. Alfred Hitchcock . Crimes, beer and black humor.

also drank beer in a tavern in the English countryside where the Normans and Saxons meats unknowingly shared and where Sir Wilfrid of Ivanhoe was well aware of a frothy mug which serves as the host. I've always liked scenes in movies medieval banquets. Birds, deer and deer pierced by sticks that spin slowly on the fire of a fire, while beer glasses sliding down the table. Kirk Douglas in The Vikings drank beer, not in jars, but horns, while preparing to attend the banquet of Odin, where they went all Viking warriors who died facing the enemy with a sword in hand.

beer sometimes shown as a symbol of friendship and camaraderie. In the movie Shawshank Redemption , the reward Tim Robbins asks his jailer for helping him save taxes for an amount of money he had received from his brother by way of inheritance, is to take a bottle of beer outside with his fellow prisoners. Cigarettes and beer on the terrace. It is a magnificent scene, but I, given the choice, I probably stick with that of Hunter in which a group of friends gather in a pub to celebrate who go to war in Vietnam and never again to be together as they are at that time. By the way, also celebrate the bachelor party of one of them, playing pool, drinking beer and singing " Can not take my eyes off you "as loud.

But it's so difficult to find examples that I'm away from the Hollywood classic. I return to it because if it is beer, there is a movie that I can not forget: The Quiet Man . John Ford , Irish beer, songs and punches. Ford's heroes do drink beer. A good pitcher is what prompted John Wayne the waiter, after crossing the desert in Three sponsors. I guess it's the same as you and I would ask if we entered a bar after walking across the Arizona desert. Also

drinking beer in Judgement at Nuremberg , a film that has a scene that I love and I will proclaim my scene as "beer" favorite of all time. The judges met for drinks after a session of the process that has proven particularly hard. In the bar are the prosecutor, who seems to have drunk too much, "Excuse " - says, - " have taken one or two drinks too many, as you have noticed with disgust. I'm sorry but the show this afternoon with Mr. Petersen has taken away my appetite . "There comes a waiter with more beer. The prosecutor ( Richard Widmark) lifts a glass, looks with admiration and says before giving a sip: "Good beer . They do good in this country ... Hare, Hunter, Field ... Let's be fair. The hunter shot the hare in the field. It is very simple. There is no Nazi Germany, would not you know, Judge? The Eskimos invaded Germany and took it. It was not the fault of the Germans, no. were those damn Eskimos. "

In 1948 took place at the Nuremberg trials. While in a process that embarrassed the entire world judged the leaders of the Third Reich, in other trials was parallel to the dock to officials, soldiers and judges who administer justice in Nazi Germany. Judges sit on the bench is a good topic for a movie, and so in 1961, Stanley Kramer produced and directed Judgement at Nuremberg subtitled in Spain with the absurd name of Judgement at Nuremberg .

Judgement at Nuremberg has never been considered a great film by the critics. Good yes, but not exceptional. At best, conventional and entertaining film, supported by great performances, where the director just adds nothing to the development of history. I, however, I disagree. For me, yes it is an exceptional movie. A dash of classical structure results in a film that, despite its long duration as it unfolds almost entirely in one scenario, it is very entertaining. But it is also a brave film that gets wet and constitutes an indictment against those who merely "following orders" or turned to look the other way, because ultimately "us, what could we do?"

What is certain is that the film has one of the best deals in the history of film. In this respect, one can say that the movie squanders talent. Kramer's account in his memoirs that at the outset, he was aware that a film of this nature, could only be attractive if it had great actors. Not enough good players, they had to be the best and also most appropriate.

For Kramer were two essential names: Spencer Tracy for the role of judge, and Montgomery Clift as a prosecutor in the process. With Spencer Tracy were not too many problems. He read the script, reached an agreement with their fees and signed the contract. But Montgomey Clift, things were not going to be so simple. They had Angel Fernández Santos in one of his memorable reviews of The Country:

" Clift was at the peak of his career and the edge of the abyss of your life more. A few years earlier, a car accident had shattered his face, which had to rebuild every inch. His character is sullen and sour darkened again, and took him to the border of suicide everyday. But Clift's equipped with a strong hold of yourself, succeeded in giving a sharp turn to his career, turned upside down like a sack to his method of creating characters, and the haze of alcohol and Nembutal, when no and gave a penny for his career, made three great performances in Suddenly, Last Summer of Mankiewicz, The River Wild of Kazan, and The Misfits of Huston. Kramer

Clift located in a cache anonymous Puerto Rico and sent the script, asking him to be interested by the ubiquitous character of the prosecutor, on whose interpretation would pay $ 100,000. Then came one of the actor's unspeakable silences, punctuated by a newspaper clipping where it is localized stinking drunk in a corner, or beaten to the door of a shack, tangled in the intricacies of the sale of dark love.

Clift few weeks later emerged from the underground and made before the offer crazy Kramer stunned I did not want to play the lead, had actors like Richard Widmark, whose character as they came to, but instead was interested in a character episodic Petersen, a Jew by the Nazis castrated testifying in court. Would this character with two conditions: that the scene was shot in continuity and that he was not paid even one dollar for it.

Before shooting the scene, Clift spent days obsessively watching a photograph of Kafka. One morning I came into the hairdresser Hotel Bel Air, was the face of Kafka and indicated that his hair cut as well. The scene was filmed in April 1961, at a stretch and with multiple cameras. Clift moved to Tracy hugged when finished. The result is a monument to the performing arts. Nobody like Clift, Richard Burton said, except Garbo, has the extraordinary ability to give the feeling of being in imminent danger, that can explode or die to oneself at any time.

Is this the best possible definition of the brilliant scene, full of violence and restraint, in which Clift, almost perfectly still, playing only his face Kafkaesque scared and makes a display of sound use silence, and he communicates with his eyes pain, wonder, innocence, trembling, in a state of complete purity and total disaster.

In seven minutes, Clift gave the future the essence of a perfect art and state of grace. Just seven minutes were enough to set a technical marvel of inspiration embodied in a torrential. Only seven minutes to Clift, without receiving a penny, took possession of the glory of the film. "

The judge, as we have said, it was Spencer Tracy. And there were also a fury Burt Lancaster, who threw fire from his eyes, Richard Widmark, assuming the role of extra tax had rejected Clift; Judy Garland , ofreciendo una interpretación conmovedora mientras intentaba sobrevivir a sus adicciones, a sus crisis nerviosas y a sus problemas personales, y Marlene Dietrich , deslumbrando todavía a sus sesenta años con su caída de ojos. Pero, además, estaba Montgomery Clift, quien escribió durante siete minutos una de las páginas más bellas del arte de la interpretación.

Esos siete minutos constan de dos partes. En la primera, el fiscal le interroga hasta concluir que fue condenado a ser esterilizado, que realmente lo había sido y que la sentencia fue firmada por algunos de los jueces que se encuentran ahora sentados en el banquillo. En la segunda, el abogado defensor (Maximilian Schell), takes over the interrogation and goes to the witness:

Advocate: - "Mr. Petersen, you said that the Court of Stuttgart he asked two questions: the dates of birth of Hitler and Goebbels. Is not that right? "
Petersen: -" Yes, indeed "
D: -" What else would you ask? "
P: -" Nothing. "
D: -" Could you tell me, Mr. Petersen, the time went to school? "
P: -" Six years. "
D: -" Six years?, why was not more? "
P: -" I had get to work. "
D: -" Would you say you are a good student in school? "
P: -" What school? It's been so long I do not know ... "
D: -" Perhaps you were not able to follow the others and so ... why not continue. "
P: - (No answer)
D: - "Were you able or not you were able to follow the others?"
P: - (No answer)
D: - "I will refer to the report on Mr. Petersen fought for their own school and was not able to progress transferred to a class for mentally retarded. "(Now turning to Mr. Petersen):" Does you that their parents died a natural death? "
P: -" Yes "
D: -" Would you describe in detail the disease that killed his mother? "
P: -" Died of heart. "
D : - "In the last stages of his illness," her mother showed signs of some mental peculiarity? "
P: -" Mental? No, no. "
D: -" In the report received from Stuttgart that his mother has suffered from hereditary mental weakness. "
P: - (very upset)" That is not, that's not true, not true, is not truth. "
D: -" So can you give us an explanation why the Health Council inherited Stuttgart reached its conclusion. "
P: -" That was just something that was told to get on the operating table. "
D: -" If only it was something they said. "
P: - "Yes"
D: - "Mr. Petersen was a simple test that used the Health Council in cases of mental retardation. Since you say you did not then, maybe I could do now: make a sentence with the words hare, hunter, field. Take the time you want. "
P: -" Hare, bah! ... Hare .... Hunter .... Agreed and when, when I did enter the court as agreed. And agreed (shouting). I went into the hospital like a criminal. Nothing I could say. Nothing I could do. ... I had to stay there. My ... my mother, how about my mother? She was a woman, a maid who worked at all hours, a woman who works tirelessly and is not what they are saying it. Ah, yes, I want to show it. Here I have his picture. I would like to see. I would like you to judge. I ask that you tell me if she was mentally retarded. My mother, was mentally retarded? Was it? "
D: -" I consider it my duty to point out to the Court that the witness can not govern his mental faculties. "
P: -" I know I can not. Since that day. They made me a shadow of what it was. "
D: -" The Court does not know how you were before, and never know. You have only your word. "

At that time the judge adjourned the meeting.

Hare, Hunter, Field .... No wonder that the prosecutor and the judges need a beer to leave the court. I'm going to take one now. If you are interested I will say that I really like Chimay blue label, and never miss the opportunity to order a bottle of three quarts when I approached the restaurant bar Juanito de Jerez de la Frontera. I love abbey beers, dark and thick, sometimes I buy in the supermarket Carrefour and El Corte Ingles. I like the bitterness of beer Alhambra Reserva 1925, "the forfeiture." I know it's not very original when I say that was at the brewery "U Fleku" of Prague, where I served the richest beer I've ever tasted. I also occasionally like to drink a pint of stout in a pub in Ireland. In Madrid, when I walk through the area, I like to approach the Tavern The Ardosa to take a glass of beer and a skewer of roasted potato omelette. Sometimes I am lonely and I mess with canapés tomato and anchovy, with the gazpacho, with the roe and croquettes. And then ask for another glass of beer.

no longer think of anything else to say. I reread what was written as a comment and I think film is like a pass, but as an article devoted to beer has been quite painful. Well, what can we do? Is it because I've never been brewing since there is no doubt that the subject is much more of himself. In any case, let's drink up together this post, because even a glass of beer can not be compared with a glass of wine, from time to time too fancy.

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EDITORIAL

Truth be told we must give an honorable end to this dear blog, which was left with no visitors, no editors and no comment gradually.

I think the decline of our community began when they became popular, facebook and twitter. Both sites blogger ate at least here in Chile, and this combined with the personal commitments of our publishers, it was becoming a bit elegant, so maybe in the background no one wanted.

really do not know if facebook and twitter, took all visitors, but I know that he was given a terrible image to consumers of the web. So, for all those who entered from time to time to read on the web, it was assumed immediately that we were wasting time chatting or checking facebook.

This, added to which, in 2006, we started the blog, no one assumed it was so much trouble to have a free minutes on the internet, and now in the works, 4 years later, is seen as a waste of time and therefore notable muchisismas blocked pages on the web.

not want to criticize the usefulness of Facebook, but if you have the problem of being a kind of open and public mail where you can soak in too many things, without the need to know "so and so and-so are now friends." Has an adept public still connected all the time and I guess, sometimes claiming to be friends with people "known" has not crossed more than 3 words in real life.

But such is life. Changes occur daily and follow the line of changes, the most current and what we really can not cope with is Twitter. This platform is one that really suits the speed of information from the moment it occurs.

The program of the Rock And Pop, leading Sergio Lagos, and that inspired the original blog and then ours was a pioneer in trying to combine the Internet with open source software. At that time there were only blogger, so it was all a bit slower, but with the same function ... have a feedback of how you heard in homes, offices or while you were in the car. Now, if you're combining a TV or radio with Twitter, you're wrong, or really out of touch.

People who are behind these platforms, make work only to keep up, but we bloggers, the blog editing them for the fun of it and honor only. Without weighing in between, the truth is that many things are turned against us.

Among the editors, I imagine that the most disappointing was the gradual decrease of comments, or use the blog as a chat. We all had to do our work well so Veroba, Sayqsay, Kal-el, K-tron, Black Wings, Chris Grayson, editor LUN Covers, Pato71, we were running the last round of our time and patience with the blog .

But "there are still country people" and said Manuel Rodriguez. Some people with lovingly relive every day this blog in the new pattern ...

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I hope to contribute with some things, but life is going taking time for personal matters and family and children take a portagónico role. It happened to me and several also I will not hesitate. 'm Sorry

us great things that happened in the time we were out ... as the era Bielsa in the selection, the change of government ... and the most dramatic and sad, the earthquake. Perhaps the intention was not to make the themes that are issues in those days. I wish you

Best of luck to Don Alex, which follows the bottom of the canyon trying to inform readers. Have some contributors to this blog, so much spirit and luck. I will visit often and if I can try to contribute from afar, here in Concepcióin, Chile, but around a corner in my heart to all those who once commented, read, or be entertained with our words. Affectionately

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Pato71.

And PS: good luck to the Red in the remainder of the World.