What is it about Rossini operas that make them still hot tickets? Could it be those galloping orchestrals or heart-stopping vocal vaults? Or perhaps those preposterous story lines are needed distractions in a time of stress.
Call me Norma. I am a Druidic priestess and I have a tool shed. My toolshed is in the Druidic barn (did we have barns back in ancient Gaul? never mind) and that's where I keep the kids I bore Pollione, our Roman enemy.
It has been more than difficult to track down culinary traditions from Le Mans day, as you see it around the Super Bowl, World Cup Finals and other major sporting events. Something has to be done, right?