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Babette's Feast by Gabriel Axel

Piera Palermo

Here we go again: the challenge of meeting my neighbor and my friend is back with the movie (a DVD to be precise) which requires a minimum of silence because while it is nice to have our children screaming, play and jump around while we cook, watch a movie is already a bit 'more complicated, so this time we needed help!
The occasion was soon apparent: it's the circus!
While I saw the blue and white tents be hoisted into the sky, my mind went to the movies! So thanks to the complicity of our husbands who willingly (and, for the record, with a few murmurs) agreed to lead our children to attend a matinee, we amicheandfriends we had two full hours to enjoy a film that time, and I stress this time compared to the previous, it was worth really worth.
Lunch Babette is a small masterpiece, and for those who have not seen it yet, that is really the rule not to reveal anything surprising how delicate this film, with its apparent simplicity reveals the greatness and the pride of art. Yes, specifically of the culinary art: the explosion of talent, the magnificence of the human capacity to create, to transform, the power of art to elevate the spirit. The conviviality of food, almost divine power of food to resolve complicated situations, through the alchemy of tastes, smells, all of the senses. The culinary art is art, because it is recognizable because it bears the signature even after decades.
The disruptive power of art, the talent that screams to come out and once satisfied, appeased: the scene where Babette sits and slowly savor a glass of wine is evocative of the creative effort that once revealed in all its magnificence is quiet, empty and flat met the artist of her child can rest.
And while we are happy and literally foaming at the mouth because we have so delighted our eyes but not our taste buds with turtle soup and cailles in sarcophagi, we continue to look stunned in the face, we begin to hear the din from the bottom of the scale goes: our children are still excited about the amazing circus attractions, ready to tell us once again wonders of the eyes and the palate!
Friend, the next time you eat!

(Babette's Feast, written and directed by Gabriel Axel based on the story of Karen Blixen, in DVD)

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Melancholy.

Today m'è intake so. Not immediately, no. This morning, in fact, I was in high spirits, as happens to me every waking after the outputs with the Pirate. Yesterday, then, I have been particularly well with him, despite my bad mood. It 'been a slow decline, until I found myself, a few minutes ago, with old photos and do not cover.

I miss my friends. I miss your time, fuck.

I need them to look me in the eye and explain to me what I have inside, because they see me better than I can carry them out. I need to tell me "You're doing a shit, forget ...", or" It 's the right thing, go ahead. " I need a hug that I remember that they, nevertheless, are still there, there will always be. I need to see them laugh out loud in kidding, I need a pat on the back and to feel that maybe this time is the right choice, I need to spend an evening in "casual dress", made of white Martini and Chinese food, chat and colored glazes.

I need something that no mail, no SMS, no chat, no phone calls, it may be never ... ♥

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The world of fashion ... ..

Last night I met with Dutch girlfriend for a drink and talking about the best 'this and that

tells me she has just finished a holiday, I see very upset, wondering what ever happened to so 'so ecclatante. Continuing the conversation tells me that she had been in Cambodia, coming out of this country near the border with Vietnam and 'suffered from a "factory" special, rather just a concieria skinning of snakes such as various types of pythons, cobras and other types of' animals which have a fine skin. E 'was free to photograph anywhere but' could not but 'have no news in regard to the sourcing and to whom it was intended for the end, the skins, and' only able to know what 's monthly earnings of these workers: 40 $!!!! What on earth are we willing to do in this world and where we will bring 'our society'?