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I must confess ...

.... hello, my name is Lester ... and I'm addicted to cheese empanadas macha ...

(here all say in unison: "hoooolaaaa lesteeerrr" and I feel as relieved or something)




While "out there" everything is 18 (eighteen understood September, Fiestas Patrias in Chile ) and what it does that mean? ( or complicated, or inertia? Whatever ) roasts, pies pine choripanes, kebabs, and as ever, to force folk music .... cuecas stale for some, but I do not like cuecas "new" so I do not care, for my folk music is still a force.

I was at a barbecue on 18? Yes, I was. It was the family barbecue. Several uncles and stuff, but I cooked pasta ... and I was happy : D

The 19, while the damned TVN cut the transmission of Davis Cup to convey the dull, monotonous, lateral and anachronistic "Military Parade "I grabbed the car and went shopping. Still do not know how Renaissance was so empty ... perhaps the time .... perhaps all ABC1 that are being reborn in this time of year for some reason they were watching the stop ( heh heh, is it a strange reason, or you can add one and one? ... well, we are not prejudiced and leave it to chance : D) ... good advantage that we were parking, I went through the Emeterio and bought cheese pies macha. That was my lunch on September 19 after going to buy from Santa Isabel.

September 20 was a bit of a "event dieciochero" Quilpué in a friend's house disguised as catering, She disguised as China, dogs huasos dresses .... uffff ... Said eighteen who ?.... also had cueca, roasted, pies, and games choripán "typical" (" what the hell is a typical something done 1 time per year? ought not be atypical?? ) and pull the rope race bagged and stuff ... I dedicated myself to take pictures, a judge, to take coke and listening to folk not ... any sort of Grinch dieciochero ... and in that event only ate a pie, I was not hungry ... but to come back at 22:30, could not resist the urge to go through to see if Reñaca Emeterio was open ( understood as the local, not the knight ) and oh surprise!, he was. And I bought empanadas. Yum yum.

I have to admit ... I have a vice, but it is a rich service ... rich ...

anyone else confess his vices?