miércoles, 20 de julio de 2011

Amor en helado

Esto es el paraíso, amo este helado. Lo conseguí en el AutoMercado de San José, llevaba días tentándome, hasta que cedí a sus dulces y cautivadores lazos heladosos.

New York Super Fudge Chunk®

When we first entered the New York Market, we figured a name like this might help us do it in an unforgettable way; we also figured we could make an even more unforgettable impression on New Yorkers if we added more chunks than any other flavor we'd made. We figured if the flavor tasted incredible, it would always be unforgettable. It did, and it is.

Este helado vale la pena.

martes, 19 de julio de 2011


Love is the only bow on Life's dark cloud. It is the morning and the evening star. It shines upon the babe, and sheds its radiance on the quiet tomb. It is the mother of art, inspirer of poet, patriot and philosopher. It is the air and light of every heart — builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody — for music is the voice of love. Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.

Robert G. Ingersoll, in Orthodoxy, Works, Vol. II (1884), p. 420.

miércoles, 13 de julio de 2011

viernes, 1 de julio de 2011