Barbacoa is a form of cooking meat that originated in the Caribbean with the Taíno people, from which the term “barbecue” derives. In contemporary Mexico, it generally refers to meats or a whole sheep slow-cooked over an open fire, or more traditionally, in a hole dug in the ground covered with maguey leaves, although the interpretation is loose, and in the present day and in some cases may refer to meat steamed until tender.
Barbacoa de cabeza is a specialty of slow cooked cow head that arose in the ranching lands of northern Mexico after the Spanish conquest. Except for cochinita pibil, one of the common characteristics of Mexican barbacoa is that marinades are not used and sauces are not applied until the meat is fully cooked (for examples of Mexican marinades, see carne de chango and carne al pastor). Pork cooked in this manner is generally referred to as carnitas rather than barbacoa.
Throughout Mexico, from pre-Mexican times to the present, barbacoa (the name derives from the Caribbean indigenous Taino barabicu) was the original Mexican barbecue, utilizing the many and varied moles (from Nahuatl molli) and salsa de molcajete, which were the first barbecue sauces. Game, turkey, and fish along with beans and other side dishes were slow cooked together in a pit for many hours. Following the introduction of cattle, domestic pigs, goats, sheep, and chickens by the Spanish, the meat of these animals was cooked utilizing the traditional indigenous barbacoa style of cooking.
James Trevor "Jamie" Oliver, MBE (born 27 May 1975) is an English chef, restaurateur and media personality, known for his food-focused television shows, cookbooks and more recently his campaign against the use of processed foods in national schools. He strives to improve unhealthy diets and poor cooking habits in the United Kingdom and the United States. Jamie Oliver's speciality is Italian cuisine, although he has a broad international repertoire.
Jamie Oliver was brought up in Clavering, Essex, England. His parents ran a pub, "The Cricketers", where he used to practise in the kitchen. He was educated at Newport Free Grammar School. He left school at age sixteen without qualifications and went on to attend Westminster Kingsway College, formerly Westminster College. He then earned a City & Guilds NVQ in home economics.
His first job was as a pastry chef at Antonio Carluccio's Neal's Yard restaurant, where he first gained experience with preparing Italian cuisine, and developed a relationship with his 'mentor' Gennaro Contaldo. Oliver then moved to The River Café, Fulham, as a sous chef.
Viajo sin rumbo fijo en mis botas viejas
Cabos sueltos enlazan a mi cabeza
Si pensabas ir al lugar donde los paganos van
Pongalo junto, invitacion extrao
Despierto, alguien arrastra mis huesos
Nosotros, acendemos en la tarde
Y recuerdo tu sonrisa, donde el viento salvaje
Hay algo vacio, cuando empieza
Viajo sin rumbo fijo en mis botas viejas
Cabos, sueltos enlazan mi cabeza
Si pensabas ir al lugar donde los paganos van
Pongalo junto, invitacion extrao
Evacuacion cerebral y recopilacion a texto
Ooh when I was a little boy
Only one or two
The first thing that I did enjoy
Was a plate of barbeque
Barbeque sliced beef and bread
Ribs and sausage and a cold Big Red
Barbeque makes old ones feel young
Barbecue makes everybody someone
If you're feelin' puny and you don't know what to do
Treat yourself to some meat -- eat some barbeque
Now there was once this girl I knew
She treated me so mean
I offered her my barbeque
She licked my platter clean
Barbeque sliced beef and bread
Ribs and sausage and a cold Big Red
Barbeque makes old ones feel young
Barbecue makes everybody someone
If you're feelin' puny and you don't know what to do
Treat yourself to some meat -- eat some barbeque
Don't give me no broccoli
Or any Swiss fondue
Baby if you wanna rock me
Give me good ole barbeque
Barbeque sliced beef and bread
Ribs and sausage and a cold Big Red
Barbeque makes old ones feel young
Barbecue makes everybody someone
If you're feelin' puny and you don't know what to do
Treat yourself to some meat -- eat some barbeque
Now, don't send me to heaven
It ain't where I should go
'Cause the Devil's got a charcoal pit
And a good fire down below
Barbeque sliced beef and bread
Ribs and sausage and a cold Big Red
Barbeque makes old ones feel young
Barbecue makes everybody someone
If you're feelin' puny and you don't know what to do
Treat yourself to some meat
Let your feet hit the street
Find a good place to eat
I met her in Peoria
250 lbs. of flabby harlot woman flesh
Is wobbling around the hotel room, farting
Mucus is dripping from her pig-hole nostrils into her mouth
Nah, streaming
Steaming, streaming great green rivulet
Her tounge makes sure no leftover chunks go astray, miss their mark
Mom I mean buisness
Put your finger on the button
Yeah, will do
Just let me finish this page
I said (hog call)
Sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky
Tounge's feeling dry, swollen up like a pocket full of lint inclusive
Know what I mean
Know what I mean
Know what I mean
Failing that, the falling fat
Crack another six pack and get on with the job at hand
Many hands make light work
But makes palms broth
Fists flying and slipping into hole after hole after hole after heat
Hey, she buys cayenneby the quart
Filled up to the elbow bone, fried up to the joint
Filed at the shin, skin hanging off in sheets and shards
You do this shit for a living
Those grimey, greasy pores exuding their slimy mixture of filth and puss
In little white whorled pustules
Every time she smiles that yellow, shit-eating grin
That shit-eating grin
C’era una volta quanto tempo fa non so
Un pianeta uguale al nostro solo che era come un grande zoo
L? non c’erano persone ma soltanto animali
Il problema ? che il pianeta lo comandavano i maiali e c’era…
Cibo in abbondanza ma lo stesso c’era la fame
C’era la fame perch? i maiali assoldarono qualche cane
Li mandarono in giro a chiedere tasse sul cibo
Il presidente vuole il 70% di quello che c’hai nel frigo
Rit.
A lui piace il barbecue
E si ingrassa un po’ di pi?
A lui piace il barbecue…
Cos? il pianeta si divise in due regioni
I maiali con le pecore gli agnelli coi leoni
Il porcile era pulito il letame era nascosto
I maiali sporcavano le pecore pulivano al loro posto
E il capo mise in prova una politica nuova
Dal mangime alle galline in cambio chiedigli le uova
E rideva s’ingozzava alla tele e sul giornale
Cos? che pure un gattino vuole diventar maiale e mangiare
Fino a perdere il pelo e scoppiare e finanziare i leoni
Purch? continuino a sbranare e mangiare e mangiare
Altri animali quasi estinti farsi un ricco barbecue e buttare via gli avanzi
Rit.
A lui piace il barbecue
E si ingrassa un po’ di pi?
A lui piace il barbecue…
Tutti i maiali a fare…
…barbecue…
gli altri animali senza…
…barbecue…
Ma un giorno mentre imboccava una maialina al silicone
Un maiale scivol? e fin? sopra al carbone
Si diffuse nell’aria l’odore di maialino alla griglia
Cani e leoni annusavano la nuova meraviglia
D’un tratto smisero di scannarsi l’un con l’altro
Andando verso quel profumo che ora gli piaceva tanto
Rit.
Andava verso il barbecue
E si affamava un po’ di pi?
Il barbecue…
Cos? arrivarono al…barbecue…
Subito pecore e leoni gomito a gomito
alle porte del porcile con il brontolio allo stomaco
E il presidente dei maiali che tent? un discorso comico
Disse state buoni ci son mille soluzioni
Ma se affami dei leoni poi ? difficile che ci ragioni
E offriva a tutti dei Ferrero Roche
Ma per l’arca di No? era il momento del buffet quindi
Coltello e forchetta tavola imbandita
La storia dei maiali su quel pianeta ? finita
La morale ? che un maiale non sa mai che il futuro
The road is long and windy
Like a good mystery unfolding
It twists and turns
In colorful subplots and sunburns
And fake out endings
And sometimes my patience in the whole process starts bending
As I attempt to unravel the web
By rehearsing and reversing and perversing and traversing
Along the doubt laden extension chord threads
Of my life
And in this life we're free to dream what ever we want to
But that doesn’t' mean that your dreams are gonna come true
Instead as a way of getting us to move
Life dangles your dreams in front of you
And unable to resist the temptation
We continue
And it's clear to me that this life is gonna be
All about the dangling possibilities that keep turning in and turning out
Yes it's clear to me that this life is gonna be all
About the dangling possibilities that keep turning in...
The road is long and windy
Full of twists and turns
But before you can rise from the ashes
You've got to burn baby burn
Welcome to your Barbecue
Where we roast all the dreams that never came true
Welcome to your Barbecue
Pig out and dream a new
I guess I did it again...
Well I embarrassed you in front of your friends
It always happens this way
I should have known that I would do it again
I was just trying to make an impression
But once again I caused destruction
Can you figure out what's wrong with me?
I am not your perfect model
Mess things up should be my motto
I just want to fit in...
Maybe get a girlfriend...
And be invited to a barbecue
Is that really so hard to do?
For me it is
Sittin' home all alone
What a way to spend my Saturday night
Everybody I know
Went to a party but I wasn't invited
It's kind of funny how the story went
You get a reputation for a couple incidents
I guess I figured out what's wrong with me
I am not your perfect model
Mess things up should be my motto
I just want to fit in...
Maybe get a girlfriend...
And be invited to a barbecue
Is that really so hard to do?
For me it is
And sometimes I wonder (I wonder ahhh)
What it'd be like to be popular (popular)
And sometimes I wonder
How could I be cool?
I am not your perfect model
Mess things up should be my motto
I just want to fit in...
Maybe get a girlfriend...
And be invited to a barbecue
Is that really so hard to do?
Baawri piya ki, baawri piya ki
Baawri piya ki, baawri piya ki
Kaase kahe jaake piir jiyaki
Baawri piya ki, baawri piya ki
Piyu rang man ki chunar rangaai
Piyu rang man ki chunar rangaai
Piyu piyu rath ke piyu mein samaai
Ban gayi chhaayaa
Ban gayi chhaayaa
Chhal baliyaa ki
Baawri piya ki, baawri piya ki
Baawri piya ki, baawri piya ki
Itha utha dekhe panth nihaare
Itha utha dekhe panth nihaare
Har din palchhin naam pukaare
Sud nahin bisare sud nahin bisare sud nahin bisare
Man basiyaa ki
Baawri piya ki, baawri piya ki
Baawri piya ki, baawri piya ki
Kaase kahe jake peer jiyaaki
Baawri piya ki, baawri piya ki
Baawri piya ki, baawri piya ki
I aint take no tickets this bbq I been down this road before I aint take no tickets this bbq I been down this road before I opened my eyes I saw the light I aint messin with you no more
I got someone new You and I are through But baby we're cool We're cool like a polar bear When you see my new girlfriend You gonna have to change your underwear
Baby you lie all the girls you get you have to buy You lie all the girls you get you have to buy You never work you always drinking You just high Or sittin' there thinking