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A vegan meal in a restaurant

yesterday I found myself eating in a restaurant kitchen "natural" (as it is accompanied The restaurant's name). This is actually a vegetarian restaurant, or more specifically veganism. What is it?
Borrow Wikipedia to the uninitiated:

"The term veganism (rarely called vegans) indicates a diet and a lifestyle that excludes the use of animal products such as food and for any other purpose. [ 1] The members (vegans or those with loan from English, vegan) then not only refuse to eat fish and meat, like vegetarians, but also of milk, dairy products, eggs and dairy products, honey, and to buy and use products of any kind, the achievement of which involves the direct exploitation of animals. The main vegans justifications for their choice of life is the commitment to the cause of animal rights and related ethical reasons such as Isa, but are also frequently cited environmental reasons, health-conscious, spiritual and religious. [2] particular relevance to the choice to join the condemnation of veganism is often the practical aspects of industrial farming and animal testing. "

It is therefore, as you can see, choices are not related exclusively to the taste of food, anything but but choices of different order with a strong ethical foundation. However, as often happens when the choices belong to a few individuals and not to the community, these places become very elitist, with a natural selection of customers. Therefore it is easy to imagine the kind of people we have next to our table, and of course a number of "let's try this vegetarian" who feel lost trying to figure out what they can eat if there is no meat.

My wife and I, not new to this experience, although still free from remorse for the satisfaction of biting into the chop, we gathered in this room "vegan".
mixed starter for two, boiled potatoes with parsley and summer herbs, peppers Palermo. "Drink it take the gentlemen?" And there his wife, naively says: "For me a beer, okay A brunette. " The owner, who was working on writing our orders, rolls his eyes and his face openly shocked says, "No ma'am, we do not keep these things! If you want I can bring the craft beer produced in Victoria. " Ok, go for craft beers. Excuse to!! Of course, you know, the craftsmen are a little 'loved ones. € 6.00 per bottle 33cc.

eat our dinner, with the background music of a guitarist who in appearance and sound production is well suited to the style of the room. At the end we take the cake. Gelato. Obviously made with rice milk and soy milk. Not bad. The palate had sufficient satisfaction, however, without reaching high peaks of enjoyment.

The bill through. Here comes the

cartuzza with a total of 61 €. The feeling is that the whole discourse ethics veganism, a proper respect for the animal world, is suddenly shattered by a convenient view of life, where we stop exploiting animals to exploit customers. All in all it was just vegetables!

However, the menu they brought the prices were, and if I score I decided to take a dish of boiled potatoes with parsley and herbs summer paying € 9, my business, I mean that is so good . Otherwise I get up and go home where I can eat with 9 € boiled potatoes with parsley for about three weeks for lunch and dinner.

But the receipt? That because I did not bring it? Is there any ethical reason that escapes me for not paying taxes?

Soul Eater Doujinshi Translation

Clouds

I was born three years ago by a 12 g egg, egg weight certainly respectable for a swallow. My mother, a swallow of 5 years, after I had made love with my father, who loves good-looking a swallow fluttering around all the swallows that present themselves. My mother cared for me during my entire childhood with love and kindness, and I remember with pleasure the warm nest where I grew up with my brothers, the body of my mother who covered his mouth to warm and that took us to eat worms.
I remember when there were a few days our first flight.
I'll never forget.
My mother was away in search of food, and we expect him to return. He did not return.
not returned.
my father was flying for us and one by one we threw out of the nest. My brothers, after a few meters of free fall, began to flutter wildly and with the first lot of uncertainty, then even better. Not me. I dropped to the ground. What leap of faith, without which no one had explained why I had to do, what would happen to me and what I tried, I was greatly frightened and I did not want to fly.
I was right, I did not feel the need, even if all my neighbors and I were in heaven above, I took them around to keep me company. They argued that, as had always been in nature, I had to be to fly to get from them. and constantly told me, from there, without even deigning to descend to make you feel better or listen to my reasons. And I did not feel the need to fly. On the ground already knew everything.
I knew as did the ants to carry their supplies for the winter, I knew that the caterpillars feed on leaves, I knew that when it rained my little legs would remain in the water because I could not get up in the air. But
I did not feel the need to fly.
fact, every time I decide to try, I was terribly alarmed, and immediately renounced.
was the father of a magpie, which had asked for a bit 'of the company, to mess up my life.
never told me to try to fly.
told me every day of the sky. I described the clouds seen from above, he said, have a completely different appearance, and told me of a young eagle who lost his mother when he had to make his first flight, scared he had never flown. Old was dead, knowing everything around him but never having seen how the clouds from above.
Ah, the clouds.
just had to be beautiful views from the top.
And as I told her that Dad magpie seemed to see them. My father had never spoken to me. Every time I hovered around the clouds but I had never spoken. My mom has not had the time.
Clouds.
I wanted to see the clouds.
Maybe it was not true that I did not feel the need to fly. Maybe I was afraid of flying. Learn to fly small is an instinct if done at the right time. Raised as I would have been a grueling indescribable. I asked Dad to help me try magpie.
I just wanted to see the clouds from above.
view of the clouds I could get back to continue my quiet life below the earth.
learned to fly.
climb up there, I immediately realized that the magpie had taken my dad around.
Yes, there were clouds and very beautiful, but compared to what you saw up there, the clouds were really the most insignificant. The trees, rivers. houses built by men who each gave off a different smell, the sun stroked my back and a feeling of life I was born for the second time. I would not have come back to earth. Now I could fly. I wanted to see Dad magpie and say thanks.
I looked.
was down to earth, telling of the clouds a dove who would not fly.

What Is The Strongest Blender Out There

Civrari-Capri Capri-

Bel around and beautiful sunny day as yesterday, in which Gary and I, accompanied by Fabrizio, who has done splendidly to "guide", we have reached approximately 2230 Civrari.

Departure from goats to 5, with the aid of headlamps we headed Campambiardo, Camparnaldo, then Cells (1000 mt) and from there we reached the summit of the Rocca Sella (15oo m).

Sapei Then we continued on the Mount (1600 m) and then the long ridge leading up to 2230 meters of the cross on the Punta Civrari.

We did not go to the tip high (peak Imperator) but we turned left along a steep path up debris that has brought us to the Shrine of Colombard.

Hence we are back down to Pratobotrile, Lajetto and new Capri.

26 km of good company.

More photos on http://picasaweb.google.it/matscanu/CaprieCivrari #

Brazilian Waxingcalgary

Sensitive Data

"... sentenced to a thirty Catania dissemination of sensitive data."
The man had placed a camera that was watching the bathers as they changed the costume in one of the booths installed in the solarium on the sea front, then put the videos and photos online.
There are more scavengers, are now ecological operators. There are more people with disabilities, are now disabled. There are no longer the poor, the rich are different now. I myself have ordered otherwise. But if one sees a beautiful girl, what to think? Wow, what a nice sensitive data?