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I apologize to my 25 readers (maybe) for such a prolonged lack of updates, but my life lately has been very flat and empty. Sorry again. Back
however, the event everyone was waiting for (no CIAP, not the beer festival): The PERFECT PAELLA.

History
The perfect paella was created by accident by two young chefs in San Donato in Fronzano. Legend has it that they were trying to invent a particularly refreshing drink made of rice and fish (mah), but what they got instead was a Paella that all the magazines (La Gazzetta dello Sport, Stadium, Mickey, Autosprint, etc) decide then perfect. Since then, the Perfect Paella is a dish that only the pure in spirit can eat. It is rumored that anyone who does not eat this dish perfectly pure is doomed to sleepless nights and the squid sbuffettini for ever, found in the only relief regurgitation. The popular belief tells of a certain Lorens, impure spirit, who for over two years in a row tried to challenge this belief, demonstrating, at its expense, its veracity.

are now open for the perfect Paella (date not yet certain). Interested parties are requested to book (in comments) indicating a preference between Friday 21 and Saturday, August 22 and their name. Grassssie.

Inglese version
I apologize to my 25 readers (hopefully) for such a long updating shortage, but lately my life have been extremely flat and empty. I'm so sorry for that.
Anyway the event everyone was craving is finally back (no, Ciapo, not the beer fest again): the PERFECT PAELLA.

History
Perfect Paella was created by chance in San Donato in Fronzano by two young cooks. The legend tells they were looking for a new refreshing drink based on fish and rice, but what they eventually got was a Paella which every specialized magazine (Equipe, Marca) defined perfect. Since then only who has a pure soul could eat this perfect dish. It's told that every not-pure man who eats it will be doomed to sleepless nights and squiddy burps, throuwing up as the only remediation. According To the popular belief in Lorens, Who Was not a pure soul, demonstrated the curse for two years in a row.

Applications are now open. The Applicant must sign in (comment section) Specifying His preference of day (friday or saturday 22 of August 21) and His name. Thank you.

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end of a dream?

Yes indeed, I wanted to break a lance in favor of the Frick Door Friends. This emerging group of folk-rock style (I think.) Beat out unfairly and inadequately appreciated by a local contest. Forty Figers the other side. But that name is that? He does not know anything. Does not express an idea. Does not express a sentiment. Forty fingers fingers because they are four? If maybe one of them was not a finger and had called the Thirty Nine Fingers submerged at least would have raised a few laughs. Spoken interlude to be present at a song, "So, this song is .. let's see .. is that I have worn glasses and at this age are beginning to see us not." Okay, the songs are expected and boring texts along the lines of a mediocre theme written by an aspiring high school first maverick, whose sadness is completed by the irony that they were singing then in their forties. Dear Fricks .. just this time there was no story, someone should tell the hippie who said he lacked experience there .. Who is he, De Gregori? Or worse, Morgan? I was rooting for you ..

English version
Yes indeed, I'd like to spend a few words for the Frick Door Friends. This rising group playing in a rock-folk (I guess..)style unfairly defeated and unappreciated in a local contest. On the other side the Forty Fingers. What a name is this? It doesn't make sense. It doesn't express an idea. It doesn't express a feeling neither. Is it Forty Fingers since they are four? At least if one among them was missing one finger and they were called Thirty nine Fingers they would have stolen a few laughs. Short introduction to a song: "So, next song will be..let's see..I didn't take my glasses and I'm getting blind because of my age". Well, the songs: trivial and boring lyrics on the foot step of an essay written by an aspirant nonconforming teenagers from the first year of the high school, Which sorrow Was completed by the irony of a band playing Them forty years old. Dears Fricks .. Was not there a bit of a fight, the long hair guy Who Said You Were Lacking experience Should Be Told .. Who the hell is he, De Gregori? Or even worse, Morgan? I was cheering for you ..

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Here, unfortunately, all is silent. Everyone did their utmost to revive backpacks, water bottles to fill, and lamprey to buy pork ribs. But not any more. What happened to the beloved under the spring sun walks in the woods or colored? What happened to the summer evenings to watch a starry sky above his head and a mosquito in your beans? What happened to the pruning hooks, saws, machetes? And what happened to the sausages cooked on the fire and the nights in a sleeping bag with ice to the nose? It seems that there are no more. One day someone said panta rei and someone the past does not repeat itself. Perhaps they were right. Too bad. Too bad.