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pinch of love and humility on the Day of

pewter is heard playing in the background,

spoon fell,

that's my grandmother making coffee Bartolo,

already raised safety pin pa 'get ready pa' go to the house being built,

beyond the empedrao, where are all the old .

Yes, these are the steps of Bartolo, my grandfather,

ready pa 'take your coffee and wait for the oatmeal, insurance

grandmother Naomi and it is ready, gets up at four o'clock,

prepares you all, nobody notices nothing

but until lunch begins to smell.

Umm, you smell those tasty arepas, but the dream will not let me raise,

wait until the sun rises and me as two, with coffee and cheese,

what he will do lunch? It already smells charged me crazy,

do not know what the breakfast or lunch which,

truth is that Naomi, my grandmother always manages pa 'do whatever.

I better get up now, before you leave my grandfather ...

so I ask the blessing

and ask him to bring me anything from the shop when he returns,

sure my mom is already up, learning from my grandmother,

that also cooks well, I think I left it ...

or my grandfather or my grandmother ...

I do not know, I have something for everyone, the truth is that, from hand to hand was going that bit of flavor, that bit of affection, that exact spot where we like to let things, all done well for us and for all the testing we do. My grandparents on my mother, my mother to me and me to my children and my children do not know, but one thing is sure.

Chef's celebrate this day with humility, like our old, who cooked with love for them and for all, we were interested in the smile and the satisfaction of accomplishment.

PS: I never knew my grandparents, but I always imagined that this happened, my mother told me so.

Happy Day to all my colleagues. And that always sound pans ...