"I am not one who was born in the custody of wisdom. I am one who is fond of olden times and intense in quest of the sacred knowing of the ancients." Gustave Courbet

03 February 2013

Special.


It was late on a Friday night in 1964, a time when Roman Catholics still confined themselves to fish and vegetables on Fridays…Some regulars had been spending a lot of money, and Dom asked his mother to make something special to pass around gratis at the stroke of midnight. Teressa Bellissimo picked up some chicken wings—parts of a chicken that most people do not consider even good enough to give away to barflies—and the Buffalo chicken wing was born.

The Smithsonian instructs us on the birth of joy.

The Vienna Philharmonic performs Beethoven's tribute to wings, the Symphony No. 9, "Choral," here's the Presto - Allegro assai - Recitativo ...

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