It seems almost an idea out of a fairy tale, invented to captivate the imagination of the children gourmands who want to see a chocolate fountain which only leaves that, chocolate. It seems a fantastic idea out the tale of Hansel and Gretel where there is a country full of sweet cigars where children can eat so much candy as they wish, including chocolate that springs from a chocolate fountain. But the truth is that the idea is no longer so fantastic, because now one has invented not be if evil or irresistible temptation: the fountain as a real product. It is true, I am not raving, today has been created the chocolate fountain as a source from which chocolate you want to put. The idea others that occurred to him to the most greedy people, as this has created an invention that can fill one of the temptations more intense that we can have people.

Not be whether for better or for worse, but this irresistible temptation exists and is available in the market for any person. Not is if this will take someone to the diabetic coma or as It will take to increase alarmingly sugar levels that can support human beings, but the truth, I can not wait to test when!. The idea of a chocolate fountain where you can eat all the chocolate you want combined with what you want simply captivates me in an incredible way and is that many same thing happens them to my when I mentioned the idea. But let’s talk a little more about this angelic or demonic invention. For starters, clarify ideas, say first what a chocolate fountain. The concept of a chocolate fountain is simple: is a source of the size you prefer it, is constantly happening a quantity of chocolate, which falls terribly slowly while make you the mouth water.

Sorry if I speak in these terms, is that not everyone shares the same cautivacion than I, but is the single idea seems even sensual. But this is not all about the chocolate fountain. Imagine that chocolate not only mana from this source, but that you can also put the type of chocolate you want. Like this You can have a source of bitter chocolate, one of white chocolate, a chocolate flavored fruits, etc, etc, etc. There is no right to such temptation. To finish adjusting, the source of chocolate is not there only to have you remove the chocolate you want there, but that facilitates waaaaay you can combine chocolate-covered with all sorts of edible things, like strawberries, cherries, bananas, you can combine it with biscuits, cakes, practically with what comes to you!. Who invented the chocolate fountain definitely have no compassion!. This is the acme of bliss. The truth is that so far I could resist the temptation to acquire or obtain by any means a chocolate fountain. But it was not by choice, it has saved me that my statement of accounts now not allow me get a chocolate fountain. I just hope my accounts do not improve, it will be seeking to manage my money to another person so that it can save my body of tremendous joy. Original author and source of the article

Times were difficult for a woman with talent. The most common compliment that the men gave to the ladies when they courted them was in reference to his physical beauty. However, few men considered so wise a woman. At least, wiser than themselves. My grandmother’s eyes were the reflection clearer desire for truth and the thirst for knowledge which was on the inside.

He was a person with curiosity and concern, always endless questions, like children when they begin to question why everything he did. He never knew she was smarter than any other licensed person or doctor. When I talk to her I feel, vibro and get excited to the compass of your vital wisdom. I believe that he managed to find its way of life, totally opposite of what dreamed girl, a true vocation. She always told me that anyone who loves resigns.

And she renounced her dreams to bring forward her family. All a reward of love. Sometimes I feel that I not only came into this world with an umbilical cord linking me to my mother but also to the mother of my mother. I think I had two reasons for wanting to him; I want him for being my grandmother and be the woman who gave birth to my mother. Love is like a chain that never ends. A square circle. Something paradoxical as mysterious as life itself. I remember one day I asked him:-Grandma, are you happy? And replied surprised and energetic:-I have face if not? That was the ultimate test that calmed my concern to see my grandmother, my dear grandmother, indignant at such a question. I loved him so much sometimes suffering thinking that he was running his life in an objective different from that she wished. She was a writer. Secretly writing wonderful stories. Related stories of his childhood in Madrid with nostalgia and longing, children’s stories that almost look like Lullabies for cradling a baby in her arms to the sound of each verse and love works devoted to the person you always wanted: my grandfather.