Being no devotee of idolatry generally and of
(( The MacL@@han Tuba ))
in particular, Paddy McTammany noted with dismay that the all-prestigious BossTown (NY) Globe did not see fit to make any concessions to the prose-challenged, despite iconography being what the scribble in question was about.
Forced to fumble around with YooTube and a’ that impious baloney for myself, I was surprised, almost Casablanca-shocked, to discover that there two completely different kitchens starring in Fehrnstrom Film Studios’ summer blockbuster. Naturally the one nearest the start of the picture show is not the one wanted: I have no idea how one writes "Half and half" in Catalan, but I do betcha it is not the same as your way and mine. So much for 00:00:40 and thereabouts.
The real (so to speak) hot stuff is located at and around 00:00:49
( ¡Bienvinguts a Barcelona! ))
Needless to say, this sequence does not contain any obvious tip-off that all the actors are not yammerin’ South Bostonian to an off-camera Phantom Gourmet. ¿Or why not to Senator Fratboy himself in person?
I presume, a little uncertainly, that the cavaller in the white labòratory coat who appears immediately before was attached to the hand that wore the glove that held the frying pan that was creating the culinary happiness of Catalonia.
As the comrades over at the Guardian like to quote, "Comment is free, but facts are sacred." Those were the facts, ma’am, and if you really want any of Paddy’s dubious other stuff, I fear you will have to cross the e-street and shop over here..
Happy days.
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