Let me please introduce myself

 In a parallel universe, I am a Rock Star. In this not so much. Between The Fight Club and Amelie / The Smiths and The Misfits. Warboy4life/Cook or Die/Rocknrolla

 I am from a violent city, in a country that has everything to be great, but halfway decided that better not. After years of struggling to make sense of my life, for the first time I feel that I am doing what I should always have been doing.

 My name is Paulo. Paul for friends, Sir Paul for the Plebs. Paul_oo on the internet. I am a professional cooking student, I work in an IT specialized in Apple products, I am obsessed with Fight Club and I have two dogs.

 These are Marley and Morrison. Both rescued, although I am convinced that it is the other way around, that they rescued me. For years I have fought with my happiness. Finding it has been my goal at all times, and although happiness is only instants, it is impossible to be Happy always, those moments, those happiness capsules that often elude me, are few, are what mark the direction of my life.

I cook since I was 15 years old, I started more than anything to help my mom, but only recently I decided to turn my life around and make it my profession. Many students or professional chefs want to be like this:

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I on the other hand I am more of the Bourdain style

“I travel around the world, eat a lot of shit, and basically do whatever the fuck I want,” -

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What are you going to find?

• recipes that I have been preparing
• secrets of cooking school
• techniques to prepare with little, a lot.
• #Brokeasfck preparations for which we are broke as f * ck
• None of sh1t post.

Watermelon with goat cheese, Pesto and smoked beef with balsamic vinegar. My first own recipe

Thanks for your time, Stay Tune, Im not playing arround.

Peace