First of all: I’ve got a job! I’ll tell you details and everything else soon. Now let me show you the repair of my guitar. The luthier has done what he told me, and it will hopefully work properly. Right now it stays tuned, it sounds fine and it feels a bit weird because the neck has been polished. Here are some pictures.
And you know what... I’m flying to
I was playing the guitar at home, sitting down. I stood up to adjust one of the knobs of my amplifier. When I was touching it, the strap went loose and the guitar stomped to the floor. It crashed by the tuners and the neck just broke. The images are talking for me, aren’t they?
Bad thing of this kind of guitar, against bolt-on neck guitars: it is fucking expensive and difficult to replace the neck. If it would be bolt-on instead of set, you just take out the screws, replace the neck for a new one (you can choose the quality of it) and it’s done. But it had to happen to the set neck guitar.
Fuck, shit... wow, what a hit!, it looks horrible. Let me see... oh, no... look at the fibres of the wood... oh no... and the soul (metallic piece which keeps the shape of the neck)...
So now my Andorran guitar is in Even though the name is Gotic, it looks a bit more Romanesque (Romanic in Catalan, I hope the English word is fine). It is cool, cute and the food excellent. I took some pictures of all the dishes we were eating, but some of them look disgusting in the pictures... and they were SO good.
Me and Emma in the "Dungeon looking" restaurant
This was what I was eating as second dish, “magret d’ànec” or “magret du canard” or “something of duck”. Emma had the same, and it was really good!
Magret du Canard, little onions and something else
But if I have to highlight something of that restaurant is, without any doubts, the dessert I took, “Queen of Saba”. It is a small dark chocolate cake, filled with dark chocolate and covered by dark chocolate. I admit that I love dark chocolate...
I’ve tried already to explain it to some of you, and Emma has almost experienced this nice (for us) tradition. In the ancient times (and not that ancient) the wood was used to warm the houses and cook –while burning, of course. Then, it has a sense of nice stuff during winter, the wood brings you heat, the wood gives you the chance to eat warm, to eat properly. That is the beginning of “almost-worshiping” the wood.
The tradition told us that a magic log will come home in Christmas time. The magic log will bring lots of things to the whole family. We know that we have to take care of the log, and feed him, usually with fruits and vegetables. This is the job of the kids. They eat usually once a day, during night. I remember when I was a kid and it was my job to feed our “Magic Log” every night he had something to eat, and in the morning they were gone!
And then, in the Christmas Eve (night of 24th) or during Christmas day (depending on the family) me “make the log to shit”. The thing is: you cover the log with a blanket, then go to your bedroom to pray (all the kids pray together) and after praying, you hit the log with a wooden thing (usually cooking tools) and sing this song:
Caga tió, d’avellana i de pinyó,
pixa vi blanc, per les festes de Nadal,
ara vénen festes, festes glorioses,
menjarem conill i llebre si en tenim,
caga tió, caga tió, sinó et donarem un cop de bastó!
The pictures that you are watching are from my family’s Tió. It was already my dad’s Tió when he was a kid and I hope that it will be close to my family for lots of years still.
I’m going to share with you the Igualadan thing about the “Three Wise Men”.
