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Everybody’s Salads COOKERY BY PATRICIA MESSIER
7 July 1978
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Whispering palms fronds laze behind fan-shaped bamboo chairs; peach parasol-shaded tables sit back snugly in wavy secretive alcoves; soft music adds spice to after-dinner conversation. Sound like an exotic, faraway place to dine out? Well, exotic it is, but faraway it’s not. Casablanca is one Madrid restaurant as romantic as Bogart himself and truly an exotic experience for the gourmet dinner. And it’s no farther away than the picturesque Calle Barquillo 29, just off the Castellana and down from the Alonso Martinez Metro.
There are several theories as to how the great aqueduct at Segovia was built. Since it is of such mammoth proportions, one theory is that it was constructed by Hercules. Another theory, and one that has become legend, is that Lucifer and his engineering crew threw up the aqueduct in the course of one, wild stormy night. Because it is so unreal, so imposing, so awe-inspiring, the last theory does seem the most likely and is the very reason the Segovians call the aqueduct the Devil’s Bridge.
The ageless charm of a town off the beaten track. You'll have to read Juan Angel Serna's moving full account because a pat description here of his beloved town will do the it and him uncalled for injustice.
The Isidril month of June 1983 got off to a good start with a fine corrida from Alonso Moreno which facilitated the triumphs of the toreros. At the end of the Festival in June, But at the end of the Festival, the Salvador Guardiola Fantoni bulls did not facilitate the success of the toreros. Dámaso González was his usual valiant and determined self and could have cut an ear from his second bull but he had difficulty with the kill. José Ortega Cano did not have his lucky afternoon either. Thankfully, Jose Nelo “Morenito de Maracay” went all out and earned the applause of the public for his efforts.
There has always been a lot of talk about the injustices and indignities the “poor bull” has to suffer. But what about the Man? Matador Curro Vazquez suffered a tremendous goring during the San Isidro Fair, resulting in the severing of the femoral artery. Had this occurred in a smaller ring, a provincial town, Curro would not be around to talk about it. Manuel Granero was killed instantly in the plaza of Madrid on May 7th 1922. . .
GUIDEPOST REPRINT: “NEWS BACKGROUND: Felipe Ponders his Cabinet as the Rest Ponder their Future,” 12 NOVEMBER 1982 »
As president-elect Felipe Gonzalez pondered the construction of his new Socialist government, the leaders of the other major parties pondered their future amid the shambles of electoral defeat.
With opening words from the elegant and almost unintellibly literate Francisco Umbral, El Pais columnist and self-ordained “public scandal,” the Festivals of San Isidro made May in Madrid a memorable and musically delightful experience. Calling on the Madrileños to join in the festivities planned by the Madrid City Hall, with blessings from the tender Tierno Galvan, mayor and host for the week-long fiestas, Francisco Umbral delighted the crowd with his assonant, consonant, alliterative and onomatopoeic prose lauding Madrid for its beauty and dignified decrepitude
News Briefs. Madrid: May Polls. Madrid: Dalí exhibition; Zaragoza: Ecologists save el Galacho
My daughter Teresa who is nearly nine has suffered from severe cerebral palsy since birth. In 1986 I saw three or four programmes on television about the Peto Institute in Budapest. And there we went at the end of June. Although Teresa is only supposed to be affected physically, the first assessment classed her as ‘severely mentally handicapped’. I have no guarantee that the Peto method is the best the world can offer but studying their theories it seems to be a fairly logical type of treatment for a child like mine. But perhaps Teresa’s saving grace is her great sense of humour and her large brown eyes that try to make up for her difficulty in communicating. Her brother and sister spend some time fighting together but they also look after Teresa wonderfully, in an extremely unselfish way, and they try to make sure I do the same – they certainly let me know if I don’t.