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the Zulus, it's me again, on the brink time that I would delay of the Pop-Pouf November. As usual 'because we can say now, this topic has gradually shifted "around 15" to "30, see 31 months" (I'll be bored in February).

But as Lara Fabian, I still believe I am right in my boots, and certainly in the battery time but in time anyway, I'll book Thanksgiving turkey.

Pink, So. Yeah, I know I already caused Pink two years ago. This is the kind of details that I wonder if I have not toured the Pop-poufs, actually. The circle of cod peroxidized lowing of pop radio for FM pain is actually quite easy melodies restricted. The good news is that I succeeded in spite of everything not to cram the same turkey three times a year. But then it really is because the topic is monthly, eh.

Pfff, I still get lost in conjecture. Disciplining us, let us talk of the subject: Alecia Moore, Pink, the peroxidized Chief (I would not be his scalp).

P! nk / Pink released her Greatest Hits Best of ... So Far and we took the opportunity to swing a novel. As so often in the case of a greatest hits, it's a minor sinegueule rather intended to create a wave in radio broadcast-news story to promote the disc, and also to buy the greatest hits to fans who have already decerebrated all albums.

Seen today, where you download (legally or not) whatever you want and where you're not forced to fade an entire album if its iPud wants to do that two or three songs that really enjoys the process seems almost anachronistic. Frankly, if I'm a fan of P! nk, it is likely that I did need to download / purchase the title Raise Your Glass , not the best of everything. You tell me, it's better than nothing, in terms of royalties, for the singer.

Good, and sinegueule in all this? Bah I want to say bof (I often say bof) (I am a model of elegance and expressiveness). At first, it actually feels a little unreleased track stuck there to furnish and serve as fodder for radio. Then gradually you get used to the melody and you find yourself to the board in the head (as it is a dozen up there, everyone is not happy about this musical invasion of questionable taste, but you get used). Mechanism Pop Pouf base, whatever.

I am however a bit cautious to the somewhat opportunistic that permeates it all. Clip, already, with these waves amazes bourgeois provocations based sex and religion, a belief held with cocker depression. Content, then, because we have warmed for ten years with her feminism playground and claims against the ugly maledom, P! nk seems to subtly position on the niche Gaga. His "Little Freaks" sound a bit like "Little Monsters", and even if we do not doubt his sincerity, suddenly become the standard bearer said freaks, fat, and ugly, fags and all that is assumed to suffer bullying in teen movies, it gives a vague feeling of surfing on the wave. He seems to have become "common" now, to take the side of oppressed minorities and assume to death its openness. Unless it's a little easier, if not downright hypocritical, to fraternize with a clip of high school losers, queers, dykes, the gangsta, the not quite beautiful, complex, squints, rebels, People who do not find love and girls oppressed by the guys. When you add all these people, not sure if this is a minority of the Western population.

While P! nk has always been a bit unusual and perched in the landscape of pop-poufs, but hey, this is not strictly speaking a wreck or Anarchist a complete break with the codes of patriarchal society that it denounces.

short, I have nothing against Raise Your Glass , sinegueule which is never used as a pretext to promote a best of and watching Carey Hart clowning Laugh in a clip as usual too, but I just find it a little easier.

Next month, we will already be in December 2010 (December 2010, brothel), and we will want to celebrate the end of the year all together, make merry, elect Pop Pouf-year high in communion, and then dance naked around the fire to invoke the spirit of great music. I suggest that you start to think, my watermelons, vote your future: After presentation of Pop Pouf-December, I will indeed move to vote for your favorite 2010. A bit like Miss France. Except that the winner will not cry on stage at the Zenith of Caen and it will never be aware of his victory (too bad).

Go, good thinking, and do not forget to buy your advent calendar, my turkey.

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The Sun ... at night!

Aurora lasts six months, dusk six others. I escape that nature can also be tedious, seasons, mixed climates, the daily alternation of day and silly night. Here, near the pole, nature does more agitated, she does the ironing. And then there is the sea, the sky, the prairie, these large white pages that are written without me.

[...] What is beautiful in a mystery, the secret it contains, not the truth it hides.

Eric S-Emannuel CHMITT , Enigma Variations.

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Otherwise, I'm going away on March ...

PS & NB: The name of this blog : Day and night, has nothing to do with a movie ...

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Cold = Soup

Just two words and a half.
Let's be clear: it peels severe here. Cold and dry. And beautiful.

to warm quickly. Wrapped in a soup and hot flavors. As the truffle honey, nice attention to Miss Cocotte . Thank you again.
Can not write more: chilled fingers. See you.

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soup of Jerusalem artichokes, creamy milk, truffle honey

For 2

500g Jerusalem artichoke

1 / 2 L vegetable stock 1

small piece of horseradish

1 glass of milk

truffle honey

salt, pepper

Peel Jerusalem artichokes, cut into pieces and cook them in vegetable broth thirty minutes. When cooked, drain and mix by adjusting the consistency with stock. Add salt, pepper and a teaspoon of finely grated horseradish. Reserve until serving.

Heat milk, emulsify with a hand blender (or whisk makes this mini cappuccino mousse, my new favorite toy).

Retrieve the foam with a spoon and place on the velvet.

Add half a spoon truffle honey on the foam and serve immediately.

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Union Market

Union Market has opened in London, the former Fulham Broadway tube station. The concept: a super-market producers, with a strong British, which promotes good products and good practices. The paradise of foodists what eco-responsible.


I went for a walk at lunchtime, and I was charmed. The atypical spirit of the place was nicely upgraded, with its huge glass and metal signs vintage sores that please - oh no, we say boal now? . The service is impeccable, as usual here (small flat for the waitress who had every intention to point out to the whole neighborhood that she could snap his pumps on the floor). The products are therefore prone naturalo-bio-local, but not. It was therefore both fruit and vegetables "small" producers and groceries more conventional, but still good and well. And for prices not crazy, unlike Wholefoods & co.

We stopped at little corner restaurant lunch and there was were not disappointed: a carrot-cumin soup for me divine, beautifully seasoned burger (of course) for English lamb lovers, accompanied by crispy fries and ultra generous, cooked 3 times, accurate the menu, and the result is there (because obviously I continue to bite on the plate said love). All for a handful of mini sterling ( anyway it's an expense eh) .

Spoils of visit: three purple carrots, fresh horseradish, and date syrup, which I am eager to Frost a cupcake with white cheese ( Mazeltov style).

ps: after some manipulation, to change the structure of the blog, writing links has changed somewhat, do not ask me why. (Thanks to Cocotte to note) Still, the links of the index suffered the way, I do my best to correct it.

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Union Market 472 Fulham Road
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Hi Muggles. Today, in the absence of editorial line of these places, egg stuff. Some stimulus for testosterone with lipdub Victoria's Secret models (bare) to start?

Nan?

I find it hard to target audience here, you know.

I do not know what caused today. It's amazing how inspiration can often miss, and appear to drain from my brain as soon as purulent miasma I touch the keyboard (nu) (not me, eh, keyboard) (I'm tired).

In the news very interesting day, there was Michael Brea (who?), A vague actor who played in Ugly Betty ( but unclear when), and who allegedly killed his brave spawning in the beheading in samurai sword. This is ultimately a great idea to make a buzz, right? I was super disappointed when I clicked the first link Touitteur who informed me that an "actor" of the series Ugly Betty had decapitated his mother. I wondered if Eric Mabius had turned psychopath, expecting a kind of disappointment "but no, it was a joke, in fact he just plays a psychopath who decapitated his mother in his new film." Is that we do not make me, me, I'm Totally fluent Oueb buzzing language, it does me not take bladders for lanterns!

Anyway, I do not really know what it's like a bladder. A transparent bag of lard, perhaps?

Good, and therefore, what is this false article, there's nothing else to say about people psychopaths? Bah I just want to tell you that I expect a new episode of Who wants to marry my son? boost for me in this difficult subject. Reached this stage the issue of serialized as TF1, I also began to wonder if psychopaths, it would not be candidates who have not yet locked into current. I can hardly imagine the work of moderating comments that there must be on the wall Fessebouc of Alban DJ who has nothing better to do than spend his promo for the biggest asshole the world on television, beating all the candidates of the Island of Temptation (including the now forgotten by all Ben, "Ben and Fiona") ("Ben and Fionfion" for short ).

During that time in Vera Cruz, the new Harry Potter came out, giving me the opportunity to go and get trampled by an angry crowd tonight, Boyle is have something in common with the Beatles (and not nationality), the integral of Playboy is sold on disk (perverse friends, here a security nerd geek masturbation luxury industry), and Cheryl Cole farted on the set of X-Factor. In short, it goes away in this beautiful world of barges.

I would say that is simply identified by the folaïe, yeah. I just have to worry for my sanity. All this exposure and dirties Oueb media of this century the blase can not remain without consequences. Just yesterday evening I thought that was Big Moe Christine Boutin (bare) as wallpaper on his ckberry * Bl. After that I have brought them noticed that perversion still had its limits, she told me that was a picture Romantic does not represent any of the above-mentioned lady, but has promised to change the wallpaper, since I had to mark this pictorial unhappy with the seal of infamy for ever and ever. Because in addition to all this folaïe is done in the lyricism.

I will finish with career and psychiatric records of Gerard de Nerval, to train there. Or I'll just end up quickly steer me in a yurt in Larzac, and there, eh, the web should be well fucked, NANMAISOH, you'll see if I'm going to leave do.

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Oh, and if, like I let them.

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Just wanted to mention pretty pages.

I like the idea of combining the colors of the taste for large or small culinary opportunities, as for this whole stupid pizza green zucchini, fennel, pepper, spinach. You
've probably heard about the release of the first (real) book by Alain Passard, the man who whispered in the ear of onions: Collages and recipes. Words elegant and enthusiastic, inspired illustrations, recipes sometimes unusual, always unique, suggested by the harmony of colors or confrontation. Here is a first embodiment, the delicious meeting beet and pumpkin, an alliance of enhanced sweet freshness with a hint of lime and mint. I let you go check the recipe in this superb collection.

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From song writer ( "It's not good but not serious ").


garish colors and a clip without a script, apparently shot in two hours before a green background.


From his eurodance smelling Corona.


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I think it speaks for itself, right?

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What we cover Taio Cruz? Dear Lilly

My gougères Gouda, today on this bloug, investigation extensive cultural and music of poor quality (how it, "as usual" ?) : It's been a few months (actually over a year if you count the time Break Your Heart was No. 1 hit in England) (but good, Channel crossing, all that ) that bland is Taio Cruz on our airwaves, with more or less stamped beauferie Macumba and assumed through low waist jeans with rhinestones. Ah nah, do not you?

Admittedly, this guy is not the revelation of the century and probably will not know that two or three successful years maximum, like a Billy Crawford (c ' is the kind of recipe-dance-pop RnPouffe that runs out rather quickly, leaving to posterity three waves tubes that can possibly be behind the move of the barge in nostalgia mode, a few years later canned). But he has established itself in a year 2010 finally not so rich in big news.

advantage of its spawning yet very forgettable duet with Kylie Minogue (another crap produced by Guetta, which definitely eats all the racks), which gives me an opportunity 'give a layer on my inclination against nature for the mini-bimbo quadra Australian, I asked a question that nobody seems to arise. Yet it is a crucial issue as that in 2001, was on everyone's lips (ie: Why Craig David does it always caps? ) (the answer being: his greasy hair tens of mini buns on the head, which sets it apart at the time of competition, rarely held more than a day before no longer resemble anything) (capillary investigation is fascinating): today we is entitled to wonder what else we can hide Taio Cruz?

Nah, not his pédésessoualité.

(Although)

is rather shallow in dimension (my natural element) that is the question.

First, her sunglasses still screwed on the face even when he's dancing in a hangar infamous night. He squints, or he just ashamed of his bags under the eyes ?

can be seen occasionally smoldering gaze when he takes his Ray-Ban with a frown you got too stylish-vu, and it is true that it would have been even better than Matthew Fox to the pub for Oréul The roll-on ball marker old bags under the eyes, but hey, it gives a little charm as Mafia boss, in the end. Nothing to be secretive, really.

The other suspect, is how the Taio is filmed. I feel like they tried to hide 1 / it measures 1m10 arms raised, and 2 / that is not in sports for two (no abs or highlights of dancer seasoned talent put forth in his videos, which is odd when we shall officiate in his music business by eliciting extras-poufs enamored).

I mean, what these ticheurtes black, navy blue and dark gray, he wears all the time, floating above his belly? We cover stretch marks or good?

is one of the inevitable excesses the web root and research * Go to any rule-will: no way for a star (or badger similar) to fart in a quiet finish without TMZ. Did you just ask the unfortunate LONGOR Eva and Tony Parker. Limit one would be nostalgic for the ORTF. Gone are the days when you could not see without his glasses Anastacia and nobody was incriminating photos by walking a minimum on the web root.

But here, even by typing "Taio Cruz ex big", I find nothing. Maybe I made a silk purse out of lampposts, who knows. But if anyone knows anything about the rate Body Fat Taio Cruz, I'm interested, you know. "

So Taio ( Taio! Taio! ) (mouarf, I laugh my silly joke PourRite any), if you want to last in the trade, two tips: remove the glasses, and removes the top. Removes all, actually.

It's amazing the depth of philosophical questions on this bloug ... I swear, I'm dizzy.

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My tarte tatin, the other day, in a comment, ask me POC that the series Cold Case could well be criticized. Ah, but many things, friend couch, but lots of things. And not just thin, pale combo sported by Lilly Rush in proportions more extreme As the seasons (this girl has apparently eaten nothing since 2007).

Oh yeah, she is simply great, whatever.

This series, at the base, I 'm addicted, because I like the concept: reopen an investigation dropped after a new evidence, rehabilitate an innocent wrongly accused, bring justice to a forgotten victim, reconstruct the last days / weeks / months life several years ago or even decades ... In short, the human side relatively exacerbated by the series, because, unlike other franchises of the genre, the crime does not start today, the assassin is not in flight or about to offend .. . basically, the fact that there is no urgency or shaking machine expeditious, efficient and immaculately oiled in the slightest its workings. And also, the idea of repairing a haunted past because the past is never that kind of merdouille that trimballe all and that on some points, we would like to correct (even if you do the smart by saying that Such Mylène Farmer Edith Piaf, regret nothing it). The series is always a little echo in the souls of jaywalkers, and does not expect (or little) on the gore or spectacular to attract audiences, which is not so common. Remain the distribution and characters, after all classics of the criminal cops to have a private life of shit, mostly because of their job but also because it must (necessarily, if it's not very catchy) personality a bit borderline for such a job.

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The historic re-enactments are often quite successful, though sometimes referring to a somewhat fantasized past. I wish I knew how poor the 20s, they are or immigrant workers, showed a perfect shape also. Without trying to do in the sordid, imagine reconstructions from modest backgrounds in the 20 or 40 without crossing a single war crippled or even someone who simply rotten teeth a bit, it's a bit weird. In any case, in Cold Case, even the extras reconstructions of 1932 have a brushing nickel, clothes costume ball and a peach complexion (admittedly in sepia, but fishing anyway).

This "arrangement" with visual memory leads to another: when the inspectors questioning a witness, everything goes a bit too much for my taste.

First, the witness never lies. Even when he is guilty, he says, initially, a true story, usually with an element compromising for another protagonist of the story. Most of the time, he fails to mention a detail (ZE detail that the accused later) that will inevitably fall into the mouth, since interrogation interrogation, the inspectors will find this little lie and go back to him. It always a bit the same mechanics, actually.

Another thing that bothers me is the willingness of witnesses to testify that does now. Mostly this is due to social conditions that have changed (most cases Cold Case remained unresolved in their time with inventions as glorious as segregation, homophobia or misogyny). But sometimes not. Yesterday, for example, the second case of the evening was dated a year. However, a classmate of the victim he had lent his mobile phone less than an hour before his death, and had never reported to police at the relevant time. The boy was innocent, did not suffer any pressure the culprit, had generally done nothing wrong and was, apart from the murderer, the last person to see the victim alive, and not a second in a year he has thought noted that his friend had borrowed his mobile phone just before disappearing. Well, it's never good to be the last person to see the victim alive, but when one is innocent and that the guy just disappeared (to his disappearance, police had initially believed a fugue) is a bit stupid, right?

Finally, and this fishing as once it was spotted, the nonsense narrative reconstructions is obvious: they are presented to us as if inspectors had actually attended the examination to the facts at the scene, noticing every detail in an expression, a word used, an object in the scene ... The memories of witnesses are so precise that they remember every detail moron (moron whose retail assassin had just talked a little earlier in the episode when it was absolutely not necessary for its history). Once this bias has been captured, you can not see it, and it is even to find the killer before this gourd Lilly Rush.

An example? Roberta has murdered his sister Micheline, probably because Micheline was a big idiot, or because she was so jealous, we know more too. She has slain the wretched stroke of a stove or a knife, finally something that was lying in the kitchen qui comme chacun le sait était la place des femmes dans à peu près n'importe quel époque située entre hier midi et 1900. Quand l'enquête est réouverte, elle raconte un peu sa laïfe aux inspecteurs Rush et Valens, en omettant évidemment de raconter à quel point elle était jalouse de sa sœur. Au passage, elle leur raconte que justement, ce jour-là elle venait de se faire voler son manteau jaune fluo (ouais, elle a un manteau qu'on est obligés de repérer, ce sera plus pratique ensuite pour la confondre), ce qui n'a rien à voir mais bon. Trente minutes plus tard dans l'épisode, Albator, le mari de Micheline qui est maintenant veuf, vieux et aigri, raconte comment il s'est Micheline played with ten minutes before it is carried to slaughter ... and he remembers a miracle to have glimpsed a bright yellow coat hanging on a peg of the entry. "How?" , then exclaims Lilly Rush. "But Roberta told us that someone had stolen his coat a week before! She lied! But why?" . Follows an examination of two minutes flat at which cracks and Roberta spring his old coat in the attic now yellow piss and covered with the blood of his brave sister (yeah, she has kept this overwhelming evidence in his attic for 30 years, a problem? ) (although it was also dumb as her sister, Roberta, in fact).

Whether the memory of guilty or of bystanders, everyone has a purely cinematic memory. Makes you wonder why they do not bossent in the police, all these brave people.

Yesterday, in the genre "specific recollection", we had a witness who tells his story so well that he remembers that, twenty years earlier, one of his employees spent a half- second in the hallway outside his office while he talked with the victim, thus appearing in the doorway in passing. Obviously, this takes place ten minutes before the murder and did never made the connection. Or, in the second episode, the first witness examined remembers, coincidentally, an argument that has nothing to do with the rest of the case, in which he saw a tattoo on a guy which it falls awfully well say then, is the new evidence of the investigation. Tattoo that no inspector had spoken to him and he just saw a half-second a year before.

short, the land of Lilly, everything goes a little too well. The present time seems so sweet, so soothed social tensions the past, and we can finally find the people who kill blacks with impunity because they were black or women because they were women. A little too easy, in a landscape of U.S. series that rival today scriptwriting and visual qualities. The recipe struggling to renew itself from one episode to another (a new discovery of evidence and reopening of the investigation / nostalgic memories of those who loved the victim / revelations about the life of the victim in the months preceding death / interview show that the victim had driven at least five people to want to kill that day [bad luck] / Resolution / arrest the culprit, period music in the background [one of the great strengths of the series], moving images of people who have taken their lives, ghost of the victim, end), no wonder the series has ended make the antenna after seven seasons of loyal service.

Still, since, Kathryn Morris has tried to move into the phase peoplisation, and have managed to trigger jealousy and therefore the wrath of Angelina Jolie approaching Dick Brave Brad Pitt on the set of their latest film. Hot, skinny?

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A trick has crept into the text, can you find it?

Romance - Arthur Rimbaud

are not really serious when it was seventeen years.
- One fine evening, enough of beer and lemonade,
rowdy cafes with their dazzling lights!
- Moving in the green lime trees on the promenade.

The lime trees smell good on fine evenings in June!
The air is so soft sometimes, you close the lid;
The wind, full of sounds - the town is not far -
A vine perfumes and scents of beer ...

II-This you see a very small cloth
Azure dark, framed by a twig, Pique
a bad star, which merges
With mild chills, small and white ...

June night! Seventeen years! - You let yourself get drunk.
The sap is champagne and goes straight to your head ...
are wandering; you feel a kiss on his lips
Which quivers there like a little beast ...

III Your mad heart goes Crusoeing through novels,
Where, in the light of a pale street lamp, Passes a
girl with charming little airs,
Under the shadow of the collar of his father's scary ...

And as she finds you immensely naïve
trots along in his little boots,
She turns, wide awake and a quick movement ...
- On your lips while cavatinas die ...

IV

You're in love. Leased until August.
You're in love. - Your sonnets make Her laugh.
All your friends go, you're bad taste.
- Can the adored one evening, condescends to write to you! ...

- This evening, ... - You return to the dazzling cafes,
You ask for beer or lemonade ...
- are not really serious when you have fifty years
And there are green lime trees on the promenade.

Poems. September 29, 1970.

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Scorpio ascendant scorpion, the St. Albert ... patron saint of alchemists / sorcerers / magicians and other ugly not beautiful!

Half a century! Thee think so? Not me!

Ch'suis serious po ...

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Sebastien Chabal everywhere

My shrimp cocktail, have you noticed this problem? In recent time, a sort of great thing catfish named Sebastien Chabal, who has 95% of his "charisma" in his shaggy hair styling so unusual and the fact that he plays sports popular with the public by the lambda Calendar guys naked Gods of the Stadium, decided to invade our screens advertising with the voracity of a colony of lice. It's unbearable.

very Zidanesque In excess, there is therefore Chabal in the standard-bearer of a mutual unknown to the battalion (spot in which it is absolutely heartbreaking).

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As ambassador of a brand of cars.

Here it is Soon encased in a chicken farmer logos AOC. So yes, I do not mind this guy, basically, it is turner-milling in the rectum of the Drôme and all this talent for rugby, all this popularity and all the advertising contracts, and that this is unexpected have the desire to exploit donf 'to bring her family to freedom from want ...

But frankly, marks the side, he should perhaps ask ourselves if we do not overdose frieze. Me, I'm not at all the rugby: I do not care a bit, I do not like sports guys, I do 'm not fooled by the phenomenon "Calendar Dieux du Stade" I understand the rules and in addition there is not even hidden cameras in the showers. This sport has so, in fact, no interest to me. So, as a non-aficionado not overwhelmed by information on the Rugby World Cup (in 2007 this thing there, only time in recent years when it was really impossible to escape the daily) (and Again, it is because France was the host country), and for me bah, Sebastien Chabal, that's just 3 years he did nothing interesting or striking.

So what does this has-been in pubs, 3 years after Chabal-mania?

Okay, I admit that when I enter a minimum on the ranking of the gentleman, I saw he was still in the legs and was not exactly a has-been. But 1) does the average viewer who does not know that Sebastien Chabal is still working out national team takes the time to offload its doubts Wikipediu, and 2) Does not this ubiquity, anyway, vaguely irritating and unpleasant, even Chabal is not has-beens and charisma deus ex sportiva Zinedine Zidane (another to be a little too pulled the rope advertising at its heyday) (a bit like Jo-Wilfried Tsonga or Sebastien Loeb heads of other gondola a little overused as well)?

Now that the whore spokesman for three brands, I wonder who is next pilou Sebastien Chabal who used to sell his cam. A strong pulp which provide carbohydrates to take all afternoon on the rugby field? Shampoo for treating its iconic mane in the locker room? Grain to be in shape all day and that even if these had not eaten cereal since then the little child he would never become a top athlete? In any case, I'd be curious to know if Chabal really plays poker online, when driving a Seat and it really was the SMATI before making the ads ...

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gun down his week of diet in good and due form - The Alice House, West Hampstead

I confess, I tried a little diet, feeling somewhat weighed down by the sequence of visits with family and friends in recent weeks. Fish and chips, Ben's Cookies, divine wines and boxes of chocolates were correct in my jeans-standard. A few days of attention, and it was almost folded, until ...

Sunday afternoon, after the obligatory Farmer's Marylebone market for the harvest of local vegetables weekly, craving arises. A great desire to send Dukan, Fricker, while the Detox movement to be seen in Greek, based pancakes, bacon, Mapple syrup, saussage ...

There would be the very good Providores Peter Gordon (and his incredible banana French toast, bacon and maple syrup) but the eternal tail foodists fangs out all discourage us.

Branch West Hampstead, The Alice House, a gastro pub discovered a few days earlier in favor of a nice walk.


An interior retro and cozy all brick and wood, a service option Max smile, a tempting brunch menu prices very soft, it's gone: pancakes, bacon and maple syrup for me, classic English breakfast for the lover ( anyway, we share , is not it?).

Verdict: the crunchy, soft, of pleasure, of crispy. Just perfect.

is eyeing a little on the pancake, salmon and cream neighbors - The Alice House photo

It ends with a chocolate tart, hazelnut syrup Maple dense and could not be more greedy is all it takes to fill us that day.



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London, NW6 1RD
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