Los Placeres De Francia

 

I just realised...

I just notice that i am afraid to grow up, to move on, forward, there, aya, you see, ahead!
pienso,
envidiare las mujeres independientes cuando tenga que cambiar pañales?
tomare vino cuando se me antoje o tendre alguien recordandome de estructura y condicion?
fumare mota? entrare en mis lindo vestidos, podre usar tacos? se me correra la pintura con el calor por que traspirare mas ?
tendre miedo?

really??????? really
or i will be happy, beautifull, conquistadora del universo sin mas no poder, enamorada de verdad, tranquila, be myself, cooking amazing dinners, drinking divine wine, having loong interesting conversations, teaching, happy, loyal, on top, together, a swiming pool?

for sure plants, eso si for sure sure i see them there, I won't give up plants, or who i am, who it is what makes me, who is this, me, who adores you and will be fine, who likes to enjoy life to the max, to smile and to cry but more then ever prefers to laugh together or of eachothers.
who makes time for living and does what makes her happy, who respects and is honest.

as i turn in my bed, roll on and on and on, my heart goes bom bom bom, fast,
i think again why i'm afraid.

JUMP!

I AM

absolutely blocked to write here today.
but i am dying to take it all out.

Long Distance

Que tan long is a long distance, or que tan expensive to travel long distances is, or how long is the distance between here and there, where my uncle Pablo is, and how long is the distance between my apt and the empire state, how long is the distance of time, how distant is the time I loose the distance that there is between this and that? 
Long distance call
Long distance dead
Long distance family
Long distance love
Long distance friend with tattoo
Long distance mama
Long distance grieving
Long distance boat ride
Long distance from the beginning to the end

fuck - dis- shit-ahora

My Dear Cabernet Sauvignon Reserva 2007 from Terranoble:

You come in to my nose hitting me pretty hard with your red fruits, making me think there is a man in the room, but no is just your perfect smokiness and never enough of your chocolate aroma.
My lovely Cab once I let you in through my mouth you fill all my senses, leaving my palate with the roundness of earth, you taste so fresh yet you are a perfect 3 year old bottle,  you leave me wanting more and more, no acidity what so ever,  round, so round just how I like you...
Cab come back to my home and my glass, I will recommend you on a blink

if you need to find more info about this baby go to :
http://winebow.com/Wine/Vintage/Terranoble_Reserva_Cabernet_Sauvignon_2008.aspx

What a women carries when she travels.

Seriously, this year is been 23 times on a plane,1 on train and various by car.

Commuting form city to town to country to state and to all the hotels involved.

Felling like when I used to watch a movie about life in NY, she traveled a lot and she had a fur coat and high heels.

Today I found myself some how like that, accumulating little hotel size bottles, makeup samples, compact tampons and tooth brushes, and just a bunch of other things that will make your stay away from home very simple and survival.

Some of my recent travels add a lot to my soul, some to my palate and to most to my brain.

Opening senses that I never stopped and thought how present they could be, making me feel much more in to it.

I usually divide my needs in 2 parts, one big, one small, in both I bring most of the necessaries and some other things that I can consider indispensable for the place I’m going. 

I come to the conclusion that you can manage. You can find what you need where ever you go, but you must fell comfortable in a place far away from home.

Tell me what do you carry tell me what you see.

Mother Mary Goose

Beautiful women, you walk in the woods with the grace of a gentle giant, looking to find things that will tell a story, looking under the logs or on top of a tree, you are peaceful and loving, you take care of all of us, your eyes are bright and look deep in to mine, you are tender and humble yet so strong, full of energy,  you enjoy every second that passes through your life, the breeze of the ocean, the fog of the island, the sun, the good and the bad..

You find a use for everything.
And you bake like if baking will take something away…

Cabrales Cheese, I am happy to meet you

From all the very blue, smelly, scary looking cheeses I’ve so far had a taste, this Cabrales gets the medal of my favs’, as soon as it entered my mouth it revealed itself leaving an impressive stamp on to my palate, tongue rolling, thick as peanut butter and its peppery hit at the end mmmmmmmmm, if you eat a big piece it sticks to your palate leaving a sandy feeling that just melts with your tong. This cheese will go really perfect with something sweet next to it, a slice of guava something…
Pricilla says “The final notes of this cheese is picant” I love the way she talks about food, she is an expert.

This cheese made me roll my eyes and ask for more, little tiny bits makes it for me, but you can certainly have big pieces of it and indulge.

Learn more about this cheese: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cabrales_cheese