It's a sunny-hot Sunday of May what - clear and firm- promises that the clothes will be bonded to the skin. Then you just stop and look at the heat rising from the asphalt of the cities and wonder yourself... "How many degrees will have today ?"
You shrug your shoulders and just one idea makes you , as a consolation, to revive yourself ... "It wouldn't be bad barbeques"...Then you call your friends and propose them an afternoon to enjoy the benefits of socializing with some skewers that reek of spices, baked apples with a little bit of Cointreau and a chilled dew beer, regardless of the race belonging to them ....Of course I can't forget about those frozen grapes well scented with Frangelico or about those potatoes that really melt in the heat of the garlic that gives life to the olive oil ! Ohhhh !
It sounds more than great , isn't it ? And, I think that I will not go wrong if I say that the last breath will give to itself some fruits well drizzled with honey and cinnamon , fruits that sizzle as an orgasm when their sweet scented will flood your palate ...
What a sunny Sunday !!!!!! And now, it's raining.....
That's life.
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