viernes, 30 de mayo de 2008

Commenting and Travelling

(AsturianVersion)
Asturias, Spain, Scotland, Portugal, Italy, Usa.... are some of the places I receive readers from. They always complaint about the impossibility of leaving a comment when you have not a blogger/google account. I hope that the previous picture and the little scheme I've written below would end with their excuses to write in Sursum&Corda's comments. Take Care.



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I'm off to Salamanca tomorrow. I'm spending a few days in my love's company and with her I'm going to visit two new and interesting beer- related places. In One hand there's a Restaurant, modern and dynamic enough to include a list of beers suitable to pair the food in its menu. Something that, though it may sound strange, its really innovative to our culture. On the other, there's a brand new independent beer bar in Town, which is by its own a reason of joy. The profesionals in charge of both businesses have a great command of their job as well as loads of enthusiasm what for me is essential to start such a challenge. From these lines I want to express my great expectations on them, willing to do it in person tomorrow. Let you know about it when I'm back. Take care.




domingo, 25 de mayo de 2008

Viva la Vida!!!

Early this morning, I switched on my mobile and this sms gave me a great piece of news: "Ora 1 e 30 é nata B., 2, 770 Kgs. Tutto ok"(1.30 a.m. B., 2,772 kg, was born. Everything's all right). In that brief way our greek-piedmontese friend and her florentine husband told us that their baby was being born in Firenze last night. As a good florentine weeny she's carrying the name of Dante's beloved. I want to dedicate this Sursum Corda to them with my best wishes of happiness and joy. I raise three glasses for you. Love. A (Asturian-Italian Version)



P.S- Negroni is my favourite Italian cocktail ever. It is made by mixing Campari, Martini Rosso and Gin in equal proportions. fill an old-fashioned type of glass with ice, add 1/3 of each liquor, a slice of orange, stir and serve. You have more info about the fantastic Negroni here

Rambling in Sevilla (I)




(Asturian Version)

Sun, light and joy
are three words that perfectly describe what Sevilla brings to me. One of my favourite passions when visiting a new place is to get lost, rambling across a city without destination to feel the real life of its streets. Sevilla got several wonderful things to admire and for me it's one of those places that when you leave it you are instantly missing. Dedicated to my primo El Robe and his wife N. with deep affection.Remember, It's my round pal!! Arsa guaje, Puxa quillo...



Santa Cruz
Walking through la Judería I came across Las Teresas (Santa Teresa Street, 2), A wonderful Sevillian Tavern typically designed and decorated which offers fantastic tapas-olives, fish in brines, peppers, cheese, green salad, serrano ham, and wonderful wines. A manzanilla de San Lucar and a tapa of roasted peppers gave strength to my soul.
From Las Teresas I restarted my way to La Giralda. Just 500 metres from la Catedral I found my second stop. Las Columnas(Rodrigo Caro, 1) is a classic Sevillian Bodega with that magic touch of the ancient bars and a joyful spirit.Fino (Sherry wines) and Manzanilla are served straight from wooden casks and accompanied by wonderful ensaladillas and assorted fried fish.

Constitución, Sierpes, Tetuán
My mate El Robe and his wife emigrated to Andalucia 4 years ago. Both are working now at Pablo de Olavide University and are truly two astur andalusian chaps. We have an appointment with them at Avenida La Constitución. Some kisses and hugges later they show us the city centre and some of their favourite bars. Casa La viuda (Albareda street, 2) is a modern tapas bar with the air of the classic ones. I liked a lot its decoration consisting of different bottles of all kind of Spanish wines. The always present Cruzdelcampo cañas and jarras and glasses of wine and sherry flowed as a river to match some of the tastier tapas in town. Tortillita de Camarones(small prawns omelette), ensaladilla rusa,(mayo and tuna salad) croquetas de Bacalao( fried breadcrumbed cod with bechamel) y berenjena rellena de queso y gambas( fried aubergine stuffed with fresh cheese and prawns) enlighten our happy meeting. By eleven o'clock we were back to the hotel. Next morning I had my exam so we'd better behave ourselves ( To be continued...)

martes, 20 de mayo de 2008

Sevilla







My childhood is memories of a patio in Seville,
and a garden where sunlit lemons are growing yellow...
Antonio Machado



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( Versión en español)

viernes, 16 de mayo de 2008

Hispalis Bound

I'm off to Hispalis* tomorrow. It's not a touristic visit but a professional one so my time's limited.Nevertheless I'm sure I'm going to spare a couple or hours satisfying my soul in one of the most beautiful and roaring cities in Spain. There are two interesting beer places I want to visit; The first one, recommended by my pal Lúpulo, is La Fábrica. The Second one is Cervecería Internacional, the best free beer bar in Sevilla and a must in our Portuguese friend's words. I presume than the rest is all bland Spanish lager for we are in Cruzcampo's homeland. I let you know about it when I'm back. Have a nice weekend. (Asturian Version)


*Roman name , turned into Ishbiliya ( أشبيليّة) during the Muslim times, from which derived the actual name, Sevilla.

sábado, 10 de mayo de 2008

English Phonetics in Use (or One of this, please*)

(Asturian Version)
Edinburgh's coming back to me more than ever due to recent interesting events in my life. The other day I met a Glaswegian in Gijón.After the Congress we were attending and around some bottles of Asturian cider we were talking and revisiting the history, society and culture of our country ( I consider myself a third Scottish though There's no Llaneza Clan tartan). Obviously we made great empashis on pubs, beer and breweries and at that moment of our fantastic ocnversation I had a sort of "Linguistic enlightment". I realised that I have being mispronouncing Deuchars for four years. Thing is that I've always said /djʊ: əs/ Trying to be accurate with my use of the RP English. My 'Wegian pal explain to me the Ancient Scottish origin of the ch sound adding that the second syllable should open as 'ch' in loch (lake), Lachlan (male name), Bach (musician), Strachan (football manager) and so on rather than as the ch sound in 'church' or the K one in 'car'. In this way the proper Scottish pronunciation should be/djʊ:xəs/. Beer as a way of learning languages is another feature we can add to the great variety of advantages this wonderful beverage have, don't you think?

*The Brief way used by this languages' pragmatist

P.S- Just in case, the beer we both love is Deuchar's IPA from Caledonian Brewery. A fantastic beer, specially when cask conditioned-see picture on the left, which I used to drink a lot in my Edinbra's times. I remeber the offer at the Standing Order, 1,45 per pint during the whole August. Incredible!!That makes a couple of euros. I bet anybody a 5 minutes frenchy if a price like that is found in that part of the world!!!! (meaning of quality beer not just crap or dull lagers, right?)

miércoles, 7 de mayo de 2008

An Old Islander

ISLE OF JURA (Asturian Version)

Type: Single Malt Scotch whisky
Age: 10 años
Distillery: Isle of Jura Distillery Co., Craighouse, Jura.

Tasting Notes:
This single malt whisky is the proud creation of one of Scotland’s least known but most beautiful Islands. Made with water from the Bhaille Mhargahaidh spring, which confers the subtle taste, it is a whisky which enjoys a fruity undertone with just a hint of smoke and salt air to enrich the palate. A wonderful and enjoyable sip.


To Manuela & Marco with true affection...and to Scotland as well!!!

It was during my last days in Edinburgh when my friend Manuela and I decided to joined the Wild In Scotland guided tour across the Highlands. It was a great experience we enjoyed a lot.There were 15 of us from different nationalities and a crazy Scottish Sherpa who later became a good travel mate of me - A passion in common for both beer and Motorhead is something worthy in that part of the world. I remember that when we crossed the lowlands' border and officially entered the Higlands he stopped the van and leading us to a small hill made a wee ritual. It consisted on passing round a bottle of Isle of Jura 10 years single malt and drinking from it immerse ourselves in the truly highlander spirit.Scot, The guide, winking an eye at me, whispered: “ Hey eidrien, the best part of this is to watch the weird faces of those who don’t like whisky, pay attention!!”. Useless to say that my face , after drinking a couple of long sips, was that of one who does like it. I finished the bottle in the van, sharing it with the nice Kiwi couple seated besides me, while we were north bound to Fort Williams in a merry comradeship that made our journey happier. Slàinte mhor! We’ll come back.

lunes, 5 de mayo de 2008

Drinking like a Cossack**

...Maybe the origin of this Spanish idiom lies in that brilliant words (Asturian Version)

P.S- Who dares to question a Hetman's words?

**From the corresponding idiomatic expressions in English "to drink like a fish " and "to drink as a sponge"

jueves, 1 de mayo de 2008

The Session #15: How Did it All Start for You?

(Spanish Version)

Our fellow beer bloggers Boak&Bailey host this month's The Session with a very interesting question for us How did it all start to you?
I could say that there are five essential steps which have given way to my beer awareness. I have always believed that smells produce a a special psychological process, printing on our mind the images of what is happening at the moment of perceiving them. The second time we noted an scent we're mentally back to the scenario we originally smelled it. It happened to me when I lived in Edinburgh 4 years ago. My flat was a couple of minutes walking from the McEwan's Breweries in Fountainbridge. Once a week the vapours from the coppers were released and a –for me- pleasant malty aroma filled the air of my adoptive city. That smell brought me back to my childhood when the same operation was held by my village’s brewery, el Aguila Negra de Colloto(now disappeared). I strongly believe that those exhalations marked in my brain a kind of first inclination towards beer. "Something that smells so great should taste grater” we wondered. Our curiosity was quickly satisfied by the beers we sneaked from our parent’s well stocked cellars. those were followed by others and an interest on beer started to move inside me.


The second important event that help me to develop my love for beer was a pub in my home city. I spent most of my teens and first years of my adult age by the bar of this den. It was a pub specialized in imported beers, with a dozen of different taps from almost every beer country in Europe. My first pints of Bass, Köstrizer, Spaten and Staropramen as well as my first bottles of Chimay- my father’s favourite and ever recommended beer, were drunk there in the company of a group of friends we still sharing our passion nowadays. What I lived in that bar made me want to know, read and learn as much as possible about beer culture.



My first visit to London in the mid 90’s was the third turning point. I was fascinated by all the things I was living in that incredible city. Every single thing I saw taught me something new. But the best thing was that I could enter in contact with the reality of the British beer scene: the pub culture, last orders and happy hours, guest ale and cask ale; Bitter with steak and kidney pudding, pale ale with fish and chips, no newsagent's selling beer after eleven p.m, and so on. It was a kind of love at first pint that still longs.



As I mentioned before, I had the opportunity of working and living in Edinburgh. It was a really satisfying experience who linked me even more to the British culture I adore. In that new Millenium Edinburgh, Scottish and Newcastle was a Brtitish beer giant and Fountainbridge an industrial area rather than a living room. It also was- and it is, a beautiful city from which Stevenson said "there are no stars so lovely as Edinburgh street-lamps". I could get in touch with the Scottish beer reality, tasting the differences and the similarities with the English one.Travelling throught the country steeping myself with that beer culture allowed me to grow a lot as a beer lover.


Last but not least is what i’m doing at the moment. For the last year and a half I’ve been regularly updating this blog, keeping in touch with different beer communities which have taught me a lot about the endless possiblities of our favourite drink.This activity gives me another reason to enjoy each beer as if it was the first one: That beer we stole as teenagers to try if it tasted as great as it smelled.