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Should we dine out tonight?? Well, jeez, maybe…maybe…NOT?!

As an Italian who lives in Haarlem and has a serious passion for food I always feel embarrassed when friends come over and would like to have a little dining out in the town. The food scene in this city is inversely related to its beauty: “appalling” is the word which comes to my mind. And I believe it has to do with the customers: as long as they’ll keep cherishing the “all-you-can-eat” over “it’s food, it goes inside me, it turns into me! I’d better select what I’m going to let into my mouth” the restaurants here will be as follow:

-“Fried air&decor”, like the “Het Diner” by Herman Koch explains very well: much ado about nothing, pretentiousness at its best, hungry belly while leaving the premise not to mention quite lighter wallet and a head full of question marks: “did i truly have a “culinary epiphany”?”, “was it truly an “unforgettable experience”? Most (but not all) of the michelin-starred restaurant of the area belong to this category: m&l, cheval blanc, chapeau, de bokkedorns, de vrienden van jacob, etc etc most of these truly charge a lot for very little, quite skillfully presented and quite pretentiously put forward. Not for me, if I’d like a “caprese salad” (mozzarella and tomatoes sliced together, dressed with olive oil and basilico) I’ll make it myself at home, thank you very much, I will not pay 18 euros to be served one.

-“Decent cooking mismatched for top-of-the-pop”: here you have the various Lambermont, Willendorf, Truffles, etc. Good food, decent ingredients, correct cooking, but nothing else! No fanciness, no inventiveness, no nothing, nada. Again, the bill tend to be a bit on the high side for something I can also cook at home, with a bit of effort! Which goes most in being able to find the right ingredients, for those who don’t know about that (counting the millions, still) the meat they serve you is not from AH, and it tastes better, doesn’t it? But it’s not purchased in Brasil and air-freighted during the night, try the Lindenhoff in Abcoude! One note for you, Truffles people: nobody wants to wait 40 minutes between “gewoon” dishes, and if you’re going to serve me chantilly creme with strawberry for dessert after an endless night of waiting for my food, do expect me to be pissed off.

-to be continued-

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Leisurely cursing

I am too lazy to start ignoring, I will ignore this whole “ignore” process.

“Lady Gaga”. Who the fig is this lady G.? Can someone please explain why should I bother not giving a bloody juicy damn about this “singer”? Yep, those are quotes, my young friends. Yep, they DO mean that I tend to consider anybody who changes dresses oh-way-too-often as someone too busy doing somewhat else, therefore, to be proficient in the Art of Singing. Because it’s an ART, you dolts, guess what? It has a fucking MUSE inspiring and protecting it! NO, NOT the band…oh just forget-IT. Maybe I’m too old, just plain and simply old, very old, ANCIENT even, I’m still not giving a fuck about another “singer” called “Madonna”, yeah, more quotes, I like quotes! And all those beyonces, rihannas, parishiltonkimkardashianschristinaaguileirasshakirasbritneyspearsesandWTF! WAY too many to be able even to start NOT giving a pimple!

And they do this, and they do that, and they do him too, and they dress like this, and they get married pregnant etc etc ETC. WHY, why oh why should I care about it? I can BARELY care about my many, many friends, they are dear to me and are a_lot. Spread all over the continents. I have a life, it’s enough! More than enough! Why the hell should I buy a newspaper to read whatever the fuck miss Suckitall is doing today, WHAT do I care? Can I just choose my own skank to follow, like: on the street? “Hey, you! Yes, you, Trashey! Tracey, whateva! I like you, let me follow the Epic of your Life! Please! Have a fan in me!” Sure thing I’ll get arrested, real pronto. How can people live like that? Meaning, with pictures of you being constantly taken, what a bore! Jeez-us. Talking about “camera whores”, these are “camera nymphos”! And they are ALL, unmistakably, unfailingly, dumb as hell! And they do one-dumb-thing-after-another, it would be more fun to watch someone playing Bridge! Any idea why Bridge didn’t really turn “popular” (background laughing) on the Net? I’m sure you got one.

OK, fine, I do understand there are some imbeciles who really cannot do without celebrities and their “swanky” lifestyles and lifetimes, but why drop pictures and articles about them in mainstream media??? No way! Let’s confined them where they deserve, some sort of media ghetto, like porn or manga.

Perfect for Ms. Lady G., she got the costume already!

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