The woman sat on a bench at the Bellevue. For two hours they already sit here, and you will be amazed with how many people you had come into the conversation, she says. In addition to your labeled plates were prepared. In the degree course in social pedagogy, she noticed that the students were no more questions. This is a generation thing? Are generally asked less questions? That’s why you collect here questions. To find out whether or not we want to know something else. A look at the notes that were already written by the passers-by on the boards, deep in the underground and global Concerns. Here is a selection: “Believe what is in the newspaper?” – “How can the company’s working parents more opportunities?” – “Where is a shop where I can get a SIM Card?” – “Why is this happening to me, just me, a doctors mistake?” – “We feel ourselves ever safe?” These are good questions. Well, apart from the question of the SIM card Shop. But otherwise: Top-food for thought! I would then also like. And since I realized that I currently have none. Except one. An important. But it occurred to me too late. I should have for this Text after the name of the woman questions. (nia)
The most annoying snake of Zurich
waiting Already in the door, not making it easy. Heavy and big it is. So anyone who wants to in the trendy bakery on the Helvetia square in, needs to first of all force and after that self-confidence. Because immediately behind it is a group of hungry crowd is mostly Waiting, the staring at the newcomer with a silent antipathy. In the area between the door and the counter a lot of space is in fact not. And each New forcing the group to regroup. A boulder, a rustling is. Words are not exchanged. Even those that have previously stared stoically on your iPhone, you must now look up briefly and establish eye contact. The especially in the Morning, when all are tired and stressed out, for an atmosphere that you have ever found yourself in a crowded, and of flight cancellations dominated the Terminal is experiencing. While in the airport, but after all, we all want the Same, want to be in the John Baker all of something else. Because on a few square meters together crammed purpose community has very individual needs. Chai Latte without the Latte. Bread without flour. And so on. I will, however, only a single fruit rolls. It is simply fast. This agony is worth it. (cix)
Anywhere häts garlic dra
Every spring the same thing: garlic on and in everything, as far as the supermarket shelves is enough. Wild garlic in the cottage cheese, the Sausage, cut salad, sometimes, I swear, running after me at the sight of Peach Weber’s modified Pilzli-song (“everywhere häts garlic dra, garlic dra, garlic dra…”). We ordered from the Italians, unaware of Spaghetti al pesto, it can happen that a is unasked served the garlic variant. What’s the point? May well be that cooks and co. want to cast their products in the Winter, by mixing the green stuff in. With me in the spring mood to come, when I can enjoy at Lunch-walk to Primeli and Crocuses, to bite into a garlic-contaminated Sandwich. Especially since the herb brings zero flavor value Is not sharp, has a little spice (and certainly not in the homeopathic doses in which it comes mostly from the fact), and if it smells like something, then marketing strategy. The optical Aufpeppung of the food by the green speckles: a gift. Since the good old cut makes the leek a better Job – and without much fanfare. Sorry, wild garlic, you are unmasked as a culinary snob, and taste non-starter. (psz)
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Created: 09.04.2019, 10:58 PM
