Thursday, January 29, 2009

How Do Hibachi Cookscallops

Pride and Prejudice.







The title came to my mind to the hype that goes on TV these days, for the revival of this film ... but I do not know if it has to do with what I write.
The film is the film adaptation of a novel for middle-anorexic ladies played by that actress who was believable in the role of budding soccer player in love with Beckham, a bit 'when it's not the spokesperson for Chanel Fatalone (with no tits before is that it can be very Fatalone ...).
Pride still a factor.
But pride healthy, what makes us strive to do the most to try to be better, to finish work on time, not to disappoint others and to respect ourselves.
pride I'm talking sick, what makes us feel the shit if you do not stand out, that we are not satisfied with our results, that does not make us accept our limitations and we can not accept the slightest criticism.
This pride can be innate, or in this case can be nurtured and fostered by life situations and people that surround us.
A child who has never been taken to the whims or the indolence easily be a potential killer of the first person outside of the household who will punish him for his shortcomings.
Man, I look Alberoni ...
Latest events, including personal, made me reflect on the differences between the world of wine and beer in relation to these premises.
I often happen to taste wines that have given me great satisfaction that I have with great enthusiasm to both producers extern in a private manner (when I knew them) but also in public (with friends, on newsgroups and forums).
goes without saying that sometimes, if not more often (alas) I found in my glass wine facts wrong, or because the result of an unfortunate year for lack of jurisdiction or the winemaker or technical choices or "project" of wine which does not I shared.
Again, and with the utmost freedom, I expressed my opinions (right or wrong they were) in an equally sharp, sometimes "trenchant."
I've never had a problem.
I can say (with the appropriate ways, of course) even before the same manufacturer, taking part in a public tasting, that his wine will not satisfy me for this or that and I have NEVER, repeat NEVER, had a reaction that is not equal to the want to understand my reasons, sometimes even reaching critical appreciation of the same followed by gratitude for having made it free.
I realize only now, thanks to some of the reactions over the top, which on my attitude towards beer (Italian) in recent years has always been held back by fear of something.
Especially in cases of direct knowledge of the brewer, I have been avoiding negative comments about the beers taste good only when talking of the positive tests.
This I did partly consciously, the world of craft beer was taking its first steps and experiments, it was not the case with potholes.
But sometimes, thinking about it now, I realize that criticism and negative opinions were not brought up at the bottom of the clear feeling that they would be welcomed as a personal insult that would compromise the entire report.
The feeling was correct.
But it is time to change.
Consumers, starting with me, should have more courage in declaring that a beer is hurt, that three times they have opened a bottle, twice have made happy the sink and in the face of a charge of about ten euro have had to apologize to guests and friends.
Only in this way will help the Brewers to get out of their Altar Demiurges unassailable and infallible.
The dialogue will be more open, peaceful and beneficial to improvement of quality.
Well, better for everyone.
And the injury?
Next time ...


Monday, January 26, 2009

Letter Of Introduction For A Staffing Agency

up and start using ....




... This fucking blog!
I said fuck?
Okay, so what?

Me sing to me and the sound ... that's what I always thought of blogging.
And now is the time to do so.
Nothing too heavy, however, write some beer or wine tastings, pairings liked, travel facts, people you know.
short of things that I do not see how they can affect others.
In fact I will not do any advertising, so ... I will sing to me and I'll play.
What do I need so much. Just
contradictory, just democracy.
If you happen to be the case here for your cock, try to write something that pleases me and delete it immediately! Ah .... I
I feel better.
You breathe fresh air, it stinks, but it's mine ... like when you fart in bed and then puts his head under the covers attached.