Welcome Speech For 25 Wedding Anniversary

The true love drowned in the soup

Enrique Santos Discépolo

Since we always knew that the world was (and is) a mess, in five hundred and six and two thousand too, but it was in 1934 when the truth began to be said in a masterly way designed to keep track tango effect. Yesterday I went in a taxi from Villa Urquiza to Retiro. All the way (Congress, City Council, Sante Fe, Maipú and Paraguay) had the good fortune to listen to Enrique Santos Discépolo. It was a radio station in charge of giving us the gift of birthday, with the help of a knowledgeable driver, who identified the performers and orchestras breaks, the pair make an excellent duo in the first. No sounded just tangos. They also spoke of the life of Discépolo, with precise references to Armando and the call "grotesque theatrical Argentina, of which this influential Discepolín brother was the undisputed creator. enjoyed Cambalache sung by Julio Sosa, as the correct identification of the driver tango and I said, as many times: "This seems to be written yesterday."

No text of philosophy is equal in clarity, density and accuracy, when talking about axiological issues. Besides philosophical Cambalache is sharp and has the cruelty of a verbal grandeur irrefutable. The possibility of exchanging names at any time and space, or used as archetypes Stavisky, Don Bosco, to "Mignon", a Carnera and San Martin, is one of the features of his stubborn belligerence. Do you, reader, the exercise of applying the letter of the tango to our present, in San Felipe, in Barquisimeto, in universities in the world of culture, or in any other area you know well, and check with ; less heartbreak astonishment, that "everything is equal" and that "nothing is better: the same a donkey a great teacher! ". Discépolo you go drawing back the veil of a moral disaster that seems infinite in its disrespect and affront to reason. We illustrate scenes of infamy and chaos, not the Random Lezama competition, but of the "chance of insolence" as someone once said, about this outrageous barter, problematic and feverish twentieth century and now in the XXI.

During the trip to Florida also heard What vachaché (1926) and got the sentence that foretells a Cambalache the great tango in contemporary philosophy, which Discépolo, as we said, wrote in the 34: "True love drowned in the soup / the queen and the belly is money is god. " images of politics and economics of our nations and, in general, culture prevailing now, hanging over me. I remembered our own grotesque scenes of national (or regional, if you like) and felt a rush of embarrassment. Discépolo aguarnos again the feast of their own party Tango on Sunday.

This society of ethical decline that has seen consciences are priced at a seedy market, increasing every day your domain, drowning revolutionary zeal and utopias any caliber, despite good intentions. Have you seen either how " is the same the one who works night and day as an ox, / that the lives of others / the kills and the healer / or out of law ... " and has forced us to verify that the author of Cambalache is boldly denounced their evils and transparency.

When I reached my destination was playing One It was not just the driver that made him duo Hector Maure, but Cuchi, knowing many tangos from his memory treasured childhood. They did not say at any time on the radio, for the duration of our trip-at least-but to get off the taxi I noticed one of my pride for several decades, was fulfilling, like me, the great, the great Enrique Santos Discépolo. The morning looked radiant, therefore, that resembled "a day Peronist," as claimed by some quarters of the city dear.

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Walking March underwater

The sushi Dias Ferreira Leblon

This morning at about seven and a half, and the street living with effusion the beginning of the week . From the taxi I could see early-morning chores in some business people that goes to work or get to it, sparingly, but reluctantly. I reviewed the known: a bookstore, several restaurants, a fruit market, some elegant facades, the locksmith of the corner fashion sushi, the den of smokers ... Everything was in place at Rua Dias Ferreira, Leblon glamorous street where I installed from time to time to connect for two weeks with a professional features that are not those of my sanfelipeña nice routine, but always I find pleasing.

By virtue of this space know that I should refer to the varied cuisine of the emblematic street of Rio de Janeiro, but today I will take the hotel breakfast Promenade, by the bolus was splendid fubá and that allows me to eat sweet, so sweet, that is, no major faults in these times of medical warnings and family. Five years of experience allow me to argue that the head chef of the hotel is a great baker. I leave for another occasion to walk through the famous restaurants in the alley, held in Rio and share with you this feeling of traveler who now feels like home.

Places have a soul that discovers them, especially when they also help us to discover. Of course, it is rare that magical confluence, because it is not just the usual routine or pedestrian, to which we surrender with mechanical tedium. is a dialogue between the street and one, a friend and he comes alone and that help trees, fences, the slopes, some carpet, two or three balconies, some kids on bikes, waiting for green light at the Bartolomeu Mitre, the eternal Chaveiro Paulinho notice and the thick foliage of a certain section. If one is willing to make Benjamin's walker (the unique address ) can discover in the Leblon cloudy today, March 21, 2011, unexpected wonders behind those walls or find a suitable handle for a drawer century XIX. That and much more could lie neglected and walk free in areas that already belong to us. But today I have time. I expected the first session of the Inter- which surely must be this strange comment drizzly day fine and benevolent temperature in a city that should be killing the heat, but we have received today the waters of Tom Jobim March to close the summer and give way to autumn. All carioca heaven appreciate this gift and will devote ourselves to the distribution of work ahead.

I remain committed to exploring the sushi one evening and reveal the concurrent random that weaves and their surprise attack somewhere in this region that was once noble lejanísimos seat Maroons.

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Literary tourism in the Milky Way

Quíbor Entry, Lara

A country suffering from amnesia, like ours, you should see the diversity of its landscapes is a possibility effective healing. This work is, of course, respect for our nature and our traditions. The same may be initiated by the (re) knowledge of the closest and continue the story of what we have experienced, to make it authentic and fruitful experience. The chroniclers give us the power to travel home with them those maps, perhaps As well known, we are indifferent. Rediscovery is marvel at the everyday.

reading a manuscript of Louis Stops, graduated from diploma Uney chroniclers, about tourism in the state of Lara, I suddenly felt foreign. I came across a very broad list of attractions that includes places where I was only a child or who have never gone. Mal Lara called me this gap is now less shamelessly admit that pain and allows me to advocate for a tourism first for me and many of my countrymen. Without wishing to release any personal responsibility, I think in all this has been a serious neglect: of those who should devise appropriate tourism policies and instead took care to contribute to the destruction of villages, forests, rivers and streams, and to discard old cultural signs of the village. Barquisimeto many without error located shopping centers in Orlando (Florida) and become mad or do not know the answer when asked where is Cerro Gordo!

addition to providing a specific value to the task of a university researcher, Luis Alberto Stops on the forthcoming book, gives a commendable example of how you can make, without notice, a technician in a box sheet Tourist broadcast with all the basic coordinates. Any person may make use of those pictures to introduce the traveler interested in valuable information about the Lara State and its benefits. It's nice to see that the stern discipline of an academic and specialized collection of readings can, as in this case, to serve people and not be insurmountable barriers to dialogue.

valid Among other proposals, the work of the educator and writer Luis Alberto stops, points out some very relevant tourist routes and Museum Cocuy Siquisique which would be located in an emblematic place of great Lara distillation. I think these proposals could be added to them a gastronomic route or, rather, a sort of milky way take us by the Universe Lara kind of cheeses, creams and serums. And always snuggling grilled sardines for me, I have ventured to suggest to the teacher stops to be thinking about a path to link literature with geography. Thus, an appeal that would Terronal would not need much investment. We could suffice poem ( The cactus ) by Luis Beltrán Guerrero to start the visit to the arid zones of Lara state, accompanied by Jiménez Sierra and Luis Alberto Crespo, without forgetting, of course, and Pascual Turbio Filardo Venegas, one of his singers, whose centenary, of course, will be met on 25 March, probably in the midst of the most unforgivable oversight.

Another example: in Barquisimeto someone could get to see them in the twilight (or encourage their presence) by sharing the reading of Guachirongo and speaking of the author, that almost unbelievable human being was called Julio Garmendia.

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Alvaro Cunqueiro, critic and winemaker

I do not know if the title of this article corresponds exactly to what I want to say in the lines below, with regard to the interesting discussion to formulate food critic on Sumito Estévez in his column last Sunday. As the arbitrary metaphorical title could be confusing, once declared that he was thinking about a text by Alfonso Reyes when I came. I refer to the Monterrey conference that issued the August 26, 1941 at the Palacio de Bellas Artes in the capital Mexican. His readers know it as Aristarchus or anatomy of criticism , luminous essay quickly became a Latin American classic on the subject. In it, Reyes says with unsurpassed efficiency verbal, the real criticism is also a creative act. After discussing their grades (printing, exegesis and trial) and some of its pleasures (speech, swallow and the hawk), reveals the high social duty of an office which fertilizes the enjoyment, pleasure spreads, share images , preserve or renew values \u200b\u200band something that is fundamental: education finely. Many are those who conclude moved reading these unforgettable pages of Alfonso Reyes, enthusiastically thanking the critics, or wanting to be such.

After reading the text alfonsino I find it difficult to avoid its influence. I step, then, and without any resistance, to the expected analogy: food critics also can (and should) be an act of creation. Let's see. While fulfilling its role as counselor, the food critic does not have to be at odds with literary grace. On the contrary, it strengthens and illuminates his desire of communication and its desire for dialogue. Illustrious names attest to this assertion. I say the July broadcast Camba, Alvaro Cunqueiro, Joan Perucho, Xavier Domingo, Manolo Vázquez, Néstor Luján, to name a few English, Rodolfo Hinojosa, D `Artagnan, Jaguar, Julio Pazos, Ben Ami Fihman, to name the South Americans who remember at this moment. While we can not require you to reach high levels of Cunqueiro (and other of the above), food critic, well dried culture, must have a decent pen, at least. Anything you would not ask reasonable manner to any journalist who is respected. Unfortunately, more often more illusory this basic demand. For this reason, another obvious analogy Reyes stemming from the trial: the restaurant critic should be educated. This brings a wealth of knowledge in the service of good writing. Piracy is not compatible with genuine criticism. A firm support must accompany the job of food critic, if it is true, it must be a honest hobby and not a pose. Not have to be learned in culinary cultures or any science, but can not be ignorant to the extreme of ignoring the basics and dare to pontificate from a blog or a magazine page or newspaper, on chefs and meals.

The food critic is part of a scope that goes beyond what some involved. I mean, this noble profession is not limited to writing on public or restaurant kitchen. Covers a huge range that includes the popular tables, fairs, products, markets, schools , not to speak of history, traditions, techniques or innovations own or foreign. Finally, the field is the innumerable variety. To serve as a better way to work, the food critic must be free to scan the vast horizon. Just know you are not alone and that is one more piece of food culture, not reduced or fashion brands. May not be over stated that the exercise of criticism is not compatible with the flattery, but not with ninguneo and slander. The critical intellectual is a toilet, not a fan of misery.

Finally, do not forget that the cook should be critical of himself. Sometimes it is better to hear the inner voice of a brainy "critical" being "around all" does not tell the difference between yams and taro, or between the cilantro and parsley.