viernes, 17 de abril de 2015

Italian Food

Thinking about my favourite food, I realized that I like all related with Italian food. That means pastas, pizza and stuff like this. For example, I always think that my favourite dish is Lasagna, I love it. Also is one of the specialty of my mum, in fact she does it when I am birthday.

Lasagna  has become, so, in a “special food” for me, just for special days. But also I have others similar food which I can eat more often, is the case with spaghettis or pizzas. The people think in Spaghettis as a easy lunch or even a poor one, but for me is a very good option. The good thing is that you can eat it with different  aggregates or sauces and most of the time are tasty.

With Pizza something similar happens, you can add ingredients as you want so always it’s going to result good for you. All this food I prefer on home, because for example, you can find Pizzas in many places like junk food court, but that one have much oil and greasy flavor.

Making this post increased my hunger, so probably I will make one of this plate of food today…   

viernes, 10 de abril de 2015

The best Hug


On 2010 I had the best concert on my life. Was made for the commemoration to Bicentennial of Chile and Argentina, and gathered the best rock of both countries. The place choosed was the ellipse of Parque O’Higgins and more than seventy thousand people attended on a show that lasted all day.

The place was willing on a way with two stage at the same time, so when a group ended to play, quickly start another one on the next side. I remember that I arrived before twelve o’clock and had a long row since the park to the metro. Like one hour after then, finally we were inside with my brother and five of my best friends.

At first I didn’t like the first groups and the sun burned much, but after a few hours started to show up just singers and bands who I love, like Fito Páez, Jorge González, Andrés Calamaro, Los tres and Charly  García. Close to eleven o’clock on the night we decided go to the Metro Sation because we don’t have another way to arrive to our homes. I always remember that I had lost see Vicentico, the last singer who appeared on stage.