Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Sandwich life

Six months ago I took the bus to travel the countryside in France.

First, a small town in the car to stop on 10 minutes. Idle all right, I walked into the bus near a small restaurant.

The restaurant is very clean, displayed on the stage there is soup, salad of different colors, as well as coffee and wine. I would like to try the French soup, made a point of a boss.

“Tom does not sell.”

handmade jewelry” I asked, puzzled.

“Please forgive me. Because you are the people who ride the bus, so I think your point is not a good hamburger or sandwich, you Buman said that in order to boil this soup, I spent a few hours, its flavor is France’s best. In the face of such good taste, but you can only drink it for a few minutes, a pity! I will never let you spoil it. “

I did not drink at last into this delicious soup French.

But I was able to fully understand the small restaurant owner. This is because the sale does not adhere to the soup seems the boss, soup is a great deal of emphasis should enjoy the process. Tang was rich in detail and taste, you can slowly and carefully to taste in order to costume jewelry. What kind of sandwich! People eat it, but just want to fill his belly as soon as possible the results of the just.

The noise of modern life and busy, more and more people gradually become only a matter of great importance to the final results, and often overlooked enjoy life and appreciate it rich. Their lives were more and more like a swallow in a hurry in their sandwiches, thin soup to taste the delicious feeling that they have a long way from very far away.

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