32 days of red-eyes

The day when I started my journey, my wife and kids had waited for the bus to the airport with me. They were sad. My daughter Dolores told me: “why I can’t do this travel with you?” When the bus arrived, my wife said: “take care, enjoy and come back?”. And I replied: “I don’t … More 32 days of red-eyes

A very merry unbirthday to me, to you, to who?

I acknowledge and admit: I don’t like birthdays, but I really love unbirthdays Lewis Carroll, from Through the Looking Glass: There are three hundred and sixty-four days when you might get un-birthday presents, and only one for birthday presents, you know. Yesterday my wife, cooked a Lemon Pie. I asked why and she said: no reason, you deserve … More A very merry unbirthday to me, to you, to who?

Eat my Calzone

Few days ago, I was watching a cook tv show. They made it Calzone. My son Mex came, He sat beside me and said: I remember the day when you did Calzone… could you do it again? At this time, he was more direct and no signs of manipulation (See https://wgmyword.wordpress.com/2015/05/19/homemade-pasta-varenikes-and-ravioli/). You know, I really like cook. So, … More Eat my Calzone