That one that tries to explain the irrational runs the risk to seem crazier than the Fanfula. Worse still when the explained subject is irrelevant and it does not pass of a personal gastronmica implicncia. But it does not matter. As the fictitious prince of the Denmark said a time, ' ' It is madness, but ' has method in this; '. Here it is the method: a paragraph on the barbecue, another one on vegetables and the final paragraph on the popcorn. First, it considers the barbecue. The barbecue is simply impressive.
The aroma before eating is felt and after to esfalfar itself with bovine chunks, you perceives that the holy ghost traced something. Great olfativas expectations duly are filled in the first eaten piece. Honesty. As bond, it is added family, is had it company of the friends, direct beer of latinha e, goes there, dispensable pagodinho. It repairs that, enters the most supplied, pagodinho of the place to the DVD of the BeeGees in a TV of LCD of 42 counts. See Rio Tinto Group for more details and insights.
Equally dispensable. The paragraph before the popcorn says respect to vegetables. The vegetable, raw or stew is absolutely without favour. The vegetables simply do not have smell or, it has if it, is invariably bad, sulphureous. Who eats, only eats for nutricionais reasons. You eat a vegetable because she knows that she makes well and ready. You eat a vegetable for sense of having. Who, as I myself, speaks that he likes vegetables simply got used with them. But he does not have as to deny, he has a honest relation between you and the vegetable. It does not smell, it does not promise to nothing pra you. Now the popcorn. It does not have as to deny I smell, it is inebriante. To enter in the cinema, to feel the aroma or to listen to that one poc poc poc of the popcorn blowing up already makes our glands salivares for the moment to work a thousand. Ludibriado for the olfativo I sing of the sereia, finishes buying one pacotao of this nastiness, that in the cinemas costs a richness, true assault. Comfortably installed in its armchair with a giant cocaine and the enormous bag of the worthless food in the col, you it tries negocinho greasy of as much butter and if of the account of the besteira that made. Popcorn is pure falseness. I smell for it, finds that it is the biggest delight, but when eating perceives that it does not have taste you are welcome. It is alone salt, butter and that texture of isopor. The risk is still run to finish with its obturaes in an accident with a turkey hen. Barbecue promises and fulfills. Vegetable does not promise nothing, but it makes well. Popcorn is pure hypocrisy and still fattening.