15 Nov '15 10:43>2 edits
Well, I could have given this title - I ate calf lever with chianti two days ago... (I'll come to that.)
It is so easier to be an eccentric on a forum than in real life.
And it is (usually) easier to be that in Europe than in Southern parts of world.
In Munich, at airport, when I travel to South, I am usually surrounded by fellow tribesmen and in October I had a clash as such: I put my backpack on one seat on fron of the gate and sat on the other.
(Please note - a lot of empty seats all over.)
Then, that guy who was sitting next to my backpack invited his acquaintance who just passed by - invited him to seat to my backpack place.
Then I protested, "You cannot invite others on place occupied by my stuff!" This acquiatnace realized it was going to be trouble so he just said "I'll seat over there", and I and this bullie began to push each othes, and then a security guy apporached us, whilst other passengers were only worried not to miss their blo.o.dy flight (*they were angry at me not the ar.s.swhole who tried to bulle me.)
So we stopped wresttling and went into plane giving each other killing looks.
Ok.
But am I really so eccentric that even abroad I should provoke commentings...? Is it so conspicious?
- my bow tie,
- fat belly,
- arrs cleavage when I bend over to tie up my shoes,
- mismatched coloured bee yellow-green socks, my obesity, the way I eat and drink,
- my chanting of old forgotten songs,
- my dreamy lwatching the sunset??
I don't expect any of you to answer, please let mi kill this thread with the very first post, ok, I am just laying out some thoughts without dictionaries at reach.
So, I am here on Malta, preparing for Open, and one of secret weapons is refutation of Fried Liver Attack in 2 Knights, n which opening I won n last round in Rating Tournament in May.... I read that Shirov (*I play against Shirov, imagine that) said after he devastated his opponent - "I ate fried lievr with a bottle of chianti..."
And I was walking one evening on Malta, with chess variations in my head, and - so a choke board in front of a Italian restaurant. Calf liver it stood there...
So I took a seat and ordered. I was very hungry. I ordered a small bottle of chianti as a tribute to my chess preparatons.
chianti::
http://s27.postimg.org/5nd48z2yb/IMG_3778.jpg
calf lever:::
http://s27.postimg.org/oidgd4sdv/IMG_3780.jpg
mushrooms filled with gorgonzola as a starters:::
http://s27.postimg.org/5rg4gpn77/IMG_3781.jpg
And I instructed waiter to place on my table both starter and main course at the same time.
(*Knowingly that the dish with mushrooms will be so hot that I will be able to eat them only after lever...)
And then my eccentricity was punished again. An Italian woman who was sitting behind me, or maybe the waitress (*who brought me meal Instead of the main waiter who received the order) herself said OINK OINK.
Such is life of a lonsome eccentric...
Here in Malta one can swimm in November, water temperature is 22 C or 72 F.
Exiles Bay beach in Sliema:::
http://s27.postimg.org/idlxzt0ab/IMG_3786.jpg
I should edit and add that lever looked as an overdimensioned human ear, undercooked, like in David Lynch's film "Blue Velvet" but it tasted not so bad.
It is so easier to be an eccentric on a forum than in real life.
And it is (usually) easier to be that in Europe than in Southern parts of world.
In Munich, at airport, when I travel to South, I am usually surrounded by fellow tribesmen and in October I had a clash as such: I put my backpack on one seat on fron of the gate and sat on the other.
(Please note - a lot of empty seats all over.)
Then, that guy who was sitting next to my backpack invited his acquaintance who just passed by - invited him to seat to my backpack place.
Then I protested, "You cannot invite others on place occupied by my stuff!" This acquiatnace realized it was going to be trouble so he just said "I'll seat over there", and I and this bullie began to push each othes, and then a security guy apporached us, whilst other passengers were only worried not to miss their blo.o.dy flight (*they were angry at me not the ar.s.swhole who tried to bulle me.)
So we stopped wresttling and went into plane giving each other killing looks.
Ok.
But am I really so eccentric that even abroad I should provoke commentings...? Is it so conspicious?
- my bow tie,
- fat belly,
- arrs cleavage when I bend over to tie up my shoes,
- mismatched coloured bee yellow-green socks, my obesity, the way I eat and drink,
- my chanting of old forgotten songs,
- my dreamy lwatching the sunset??
I don't expect any of you to answer, please let mi kill this thread with the very first post, ok, I am just laying out some thoughts without dictionaries at reach.
So, I am here on Malta, preparing for Open, and one of secret weapons is refutation of Fried Liver Attack in 2 Knights, n which opening I won n last round in Rating Tournament in May.... I read that Shirov (*I play against Shirov, imagine that) said after he devastated his opponent - "I ate fried lievr with a bottle of chianti..."
And I was walking one evening on Malta, with chess variations in my head, and - so a choke board in front of a Italian restaurant. Calf liver it stood there...
So I took a seat and ordered. I was very hungry. I ordered a small bottle of chianti as a tribute to my chess preparatons.
chianti::
http://s27.postimg.org/5nd48z2yb/IMG_3778.jpg
calf lever:::
http://s27.postimg.org/oidgd4sdv/IMG_3780.jpg
mushrooms filled with gorgonzola as a starters:::
http://s27.postimg.org/5rg4gpn77/IMG_3781.jpg
And I instructed waiter to place on my table both starter and main course at the same time.
(*Knowingly that the dish with mushrooms will be so hot that I will be able to eat them only after lever...)
And then my eccentricity was punished again. An Italian woman who was sitting behind me, or maybe the waitress (*who brought me meal Instead of the main waiter who received the order) herself said OINK OINK.
Such is life of a lonsome eccentric...
Here in Malta one can swimm in November, water temperature is 22 C or 72 F.
Exiles Bay beach in Sliema:::
http://s27.postimg.org/idlxzt0ab/IMG_3786.jpg
I should edit and add that lever looked as an overdimensioned human ear, undercooked, like in David Lynch's film "Blue Velvet" but it tasted not so bad.