È la fine di un
lungo viaggio, ricco di tappe.
Ho viaggiato per
il mondo, attraverso spazio e tempo, musica e arte, culture.
A Parigi, la mia
città per un breve periodo della mia vita. Un costosissimo bicchiere di birra. Oops,
un boccale.
Alla ricerca
della varietà di cardo, a zonzo per l’Italia, che facesse più contento il mio
palato, un po’ troppo viziato dalla pizza e dalla cotoletta alla milanese.
Una volta in Spagna (non parlo spagnolo) mi hanno raccontato della leggenda secondo la quale
un piccolo cardo avesse salvato, con le sue spine, un intero esercito.
Sono andato in Grecia, dove purtroppo non ho assaggiato il loro piatto tipico con i cardi. Ai
miei amici ho chiesto come si traducesse il nome del bicchierone che tiene la
birra.
I Mumford &
Sons mi hanno fatto da colonna sonora, il loro album perfetto: Sigh No More.
Questo gruppo indie-folk londinese merita e con il suo sound un po’ malinconico
mi ha trasportato attraverso questi mesi di viaggio-ricerca.
Non riesco
nemmeno a capire se sono ingrassato o dimagrito! Viaggiare stanca, si sa, e un
bel piatto tipico per rifocillarsi è la cosa migliore, assieme a un gran
boccale di birra. Il cardo però, come già ho scoperto, non contiene molte
calorie, ma una pinta di birra eccome!
In Germania non
ci sono ancora stato, sebbene la ricerca dei migliori boccali sarebbe stata
perfetta nella terra per antonomasia della birra. Tuttavia mio fratello mi ha
portato un bel boccale da Monaco.
Ma in Italia
tutto quello che ho trovato non manca, in realtà. Un grande produttore di birra
italiano lo conosciamo tutti, Angelo Poretti, e inoltre la nostra cucina è pressoché
imbattibile. Tuttavia la nostra internazionalità e apertura verso le altre
culture è un po’ carente, perciò decisi fin dall’inizio di redigere questo blog, cercando di cambiare un po' il mondom, con post in almeno due lingue.
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This is the end of a long trip, full of stories.
I traveled around the world, through time and space, music and art, cultures.
In Paris, the city that has been my own city for a whole year. I had a very expensive glass... oops, I wanted to say stein of beer.
All around Italy, to find all the varieties of thistles, to find the best one, in order to find the greatest taste that could make me happy, you know, I am used to pizza and pasta, though.
Once in Spain (I don't speak Spanish, at all) they told me a legend about a thistle saving a whole army with just its tiny little nails!
I have been in Greece, where unfortunately I didn't have their typical dish made out of thistles, but I asked my friends the translation of beer stein.
London's indie-folk band Mumford & Sons was my soundtrack, with their perfect album "Sigh No More". Their melancholia is perfect, when you've been travelling for so long.
I actually cannot understand if I got or lost weight! Travelling is tiring, of course, and the typical dish plus a cold beer is perfect to refresh your body and brain. Although thistle is not that fat, beer isn't the best thing you can have during a diet!
I haven't been in Germany yet, even though it would have been really easier in the research of the best beer stein design. But my brother got me a beer stein from Munich, that's nice anyway.
Nevertheless, Italy has no lack of all the things I witnessed. For example we all know one of the most important Italian beer producer: Angelo Poretti. And moreover the level of our cuisine is almost unreachable.
But our "internationality" has still to grow up, that's why I wanted to start to change the world from this blog, telling my stories and my trips in more than just one language.
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This is the end of a long trip, full of stories.
I traveled around the world, through time and space, music and art, cultures.
In Paris, the city that has been my own city for a whole year. I had a very expensive glass... oops, I wanted to say stein of beer.
All around Italy, to find all the varieties of thistles, to find the best one, in order to find the greatest taste that could make me happy, you know, I am used to pizza and pasta, though.
Once in Spain (I don't speak Spanish, at all) they told me a legend about a thistle saving a whole army with just its tiny little nails!
I have been in Greece, where unfortunately I didn't have their typical dish made out of thistles, but I asked my friends the translation of beer stein.
London's indie-folk band Mumford & Sons was my soundtrack, with their perfect album "Sigh No More". Their melancholia is perfect, when you've been travelling for so long.
I actually cannot understand if I got or lost weight! Travelling is tiring, of course, and the typical dish plus a cold beer is perfect to refresh your body and brain. Although thistle is not that fat, beer isn't the best thing you can have during a diet!
I haven't been in Germany yet, even though it would have been really easier in the research of the best beer stein design. But my brother got me a beer stein from Munich, that's nice anyway.
Nevertheless, Italy has no lack of all the things I witnessed. For example we all know one of the most important Italian beer producer: Angelo Poretti. And moreover the level of our cuisine is almost unreachable.
But our "internationality" has still to grow up, that's why I wanted to start to change the world from this blog, telling my stories and my trips in more than just one language.
