N Hemisphere Summer marked by the Solstice just a few days ago, a zongzi/chinese tamales is doing a cute strip dance for ya in celebration!
[credit: Summer Plan @ weibo]
Like all lunar/Chinese festivals it's marked by a food item you crave out of nowhere just that particular day. Think, there's probably a billion+ zongzis eaten today alone. And with all customs and traditions, a zongzi can be filled with everything under the sun and each of our grandmas will brainwash you there's only one TRUE zongzi. The usual generalization is N of Yangtze River: some form of sweet filling, usu red beans. Southerners prefer them salty stuffed with the maximum of filling u can get in it, but we have sweet 'alkalined' ones. I like the salty ones with meat, salted egg yolk, mungbeans, chinese mushrooms and dried sausages inside the most eaten with sweetened soy sauce.
I find the folklore of Qu Yuan most heartbreaking and beautiful of all stories I've heard as a kid, and usu folklore don't make perfect sense every step of the way but this one does. He jumped into the MiLuo River (a branch of the YangTze) in protest of the corruption and the death of his country Chu to the hands of Qin. Citizens mourn their loss and the heartbreak by trying their mightiest to preserve the great poet's body (the wholeness of body is sacred, still) throwing sticky rice tied into triangular bundles with bamboos leaves to stuff the fish, in search of his body, they frantically paddled around in boats splashing the water ferociously while beating drums to scare the fishes off further. Now with less heavy hearts, we enjoy the zongzis, watch a dragon boat race just to mark the passage of time as a yearly ritual.
Saint Iker wishes all those celebrating the Dragon Boat Festival a lovely celebration and he's looking forward to celebrate with eating his share of zongzis/Chinese tamales.
The clip of The Hectic 4 min of A FootBall Saint: http://www.as.com/futbol/video/prensa-entra-puerta-casillas-sale/20120622dasdasftb_2/Ves# *tooo cute for words*
Slate wiped clean. This is the all or nothing stage, a loss, pack your bags, homeward bound, and in the harsh world of sports, 4 years is a Century long. I rem seeing them as boys in 2002, now they r 'veterans' cherishing, counting down how many International appearances r still in their cards. My heart tightened a bit seeing Klose of Germany, he still looks every bit the dashing fit young guy of thirty and three, but he's 'old' and benched most of this Euro Cup spare a few minutes of play time, but gosh, did he make every second counts!
Because…the ball is always round, anything goes…and Spain has never beaten France in Internationals… *there's ALWAYS a first! I BELIEVE!* I'll just fangirl Casillas all I wanna, while my mood is a happy LaROJAFAN! XD
Trivia: So he reads romance novel *le sigh* Can you be more dreamy?! His current read is Scusa Ma Ti Chiamo Amore. One guess: what's mine?! Tardy as I'm, I'll watch the movie thinking of him as the hero!
Him being boyishly cute, greeting the Spanish students at a BeiJing School
Or just a dork with his shoe.
And at training:
A simple game of making groups of 3 with your teammates, any more or less, pushups. As the bromance central of Eurocup 5 dorks hug each other first lovingly like little chickens, then shove each other out when there r FIVE of them. Hmmm I'm pretty sure hugging 2 other guys is very different with hugging 4. OR the hotness quotient is soo ridiculously high it doesnt matter, who's counting anyways?! 'We love doing group pushups and looking hot at it, pssstttt!'
Oh please Holy Mother, God, Allah, Buddha, Jesus: Spain FTW~! They a truly deserving and look who's praying? AWWWWW, How can the all-seeing almighty TPTB not grant his every wishes?!