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Most of the enslaved Africans brought to Barbados were from the Bight of Biafra (62,000 Africans), the Gold Coast (59,000 Africans), and the Bight of Benin (45,000 Africans).[2] Other African slaves came from Central Africa (29,000 slaves), Senegambia (14,000 Africans), the Windward Coast (13,000 slaves) and from Sierra Leone (9,000 slaves).

Africans from the Bight of Biafra were primarily Igbo, Ibibio and Efik; Africans from the Gold Coast were primarily Akan; Africans from the Bight of Benin were primarily Yoruba, Ewe and Fon; and Africans from Central Africa were primarily Kongo

I’m originally from Igbo – US singer Rihanna opens up

Forbes’ wealthiest female singer, Rihanna, has disclosed that she is originally an Igbo woman.

Igbo is one of the dominant tribes in Nigeria, and the singer and brand influencer said her mother told her so.

Forbes recently named Rihanna a billionaire and she was officially recognised one of the wealthiest female musicians in the world.

Rihanna’s net worth is estimated at $1.7 billion while still receiving almost $1.4 billion from her beauty cosmetics l

Rihanna’s other fortune comes from her lingerie company Fenti, which is worth another $270 million, among other businesses.

Her mother is an Afro-Guyanese, while her father is a Barbadian of African and Irish descent.

She said: “My mom told me that I am originally an Igbo woman. Igbo is a tribe in Africa,” the singer said in a recent interview and has trended in Nigeria’s social media space for many hours.

Many Nigerians on social media, especially those from the Igbo tribe are now asking her to return to her roots, while others hailed her for coming out with the revelation.

Rihanna also has two brothers, Rorrey and Rajad Fenty.

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Edit Dat - Rihanna

WARNING MENTIONS SWEARING, MATURE THEMES AND DRUGS!

I had been asked to do an interview which didn’t happen as often as you would think but somehow Robyn had convinced me to actually start doing more interviews. 

So here I am sat with Jada (Will Smith’s wife) on her Red Table Talk, I’m just prepared for this to go off the rails cause I've watched a few episodes and they get really deep. I mean I have quite the background, there’s even a few things that the public doesn’t know but I had talked to Robyn yesterday and she said to not say anything that you don’t want to and if I do, ask the producers to take that shit out.

Jada came over to me and introduced herself and we sat down at the table to begin the interview.

“Alright Welcome to another episode of Red Table Talk, today we have Jordyn Fenty with us! How are you?” Jada starts up the show and introduces me. 

“I’m good, a bit nervous but good.” I laugh nervously, rubbing my hands on my jean covered legs and took a sip of the water in front of me. “That’s understandable, this is your first interview you've had for awhile.” Jada says as she looks over the table at me which makes me a little more nervous.

“So you're now a married woman, how has that been going?” Jada asks, making me think of Robyn which makes me automatically start grinning like a love sick puppy. 

“It’s been great. It’s even better than I had imagined it would be. We’ve obviously had our ups and downs but we have always been there for one another. I’m telling you, Robyn has got me wrapped around her little finger, I’d drop everything if she needed me and I know she would do the same for me.” I intertwine my hands and rest them on top of the table as I talk about Robyn.

“How did the two of you meet and when did you get together?” Jada asks me and I laugh thinking about the time we first met.

“It’s uh quite the story actually. I met Robyn in Barbados, I lived in the street next to her but I didn’t meet her until we were about 15. I had gotten kicked out of my home by my Father cause he had found out that I’d been dealing weed. So I was couch surfing for awhile before I met Robyn at a house party and we ended up getting along really well, we swapped phone numbers and we became really close friends then she found out that I didn’t have a permanent place to stay so she told her Mama. I tell you Mama Monica is not a force you wanna come up against, she told me that I would be staying at theirs from then on. A year later she went to the states to pursue music and I came with her. We didn’t start dating until 2010, Robyn confessed to me after Melissa, her best friend, convinced her to take a chance for once. I have had feelings for Rihanna since I was 15 but I didn’t want to hold her back so I didn’t confess any feelings to her until she did.” I say as I thought back on some particularly tough memories of mine as my eyes started tearing up but I quickly wiped them and took a gulp of water. 

“Oh wow, so you’ve known each other almost all your life. I assume you have a good relationship with her family if you lived with them for a year?” Jada asks curiously.

“Ah yeah definitely! They are my family and have always been there for me, I love them.” I say smiling at the camera then wink know that Mama Monica was most likely gonna watch this along with Rorrey and Rajad.

“Was it hard for you to witness Rihanna in other relationships?” Jada asked as she took a sip of her drink.

“Yeah definitely. It wasn’t the best experience but I tried to be there as much as I could for her throughout any relationships she had but there were many times that we would get into arguments about the way some of the guys would treat her cause I wanted the best for her and knew she could be a hell of a lot better.” I said thinking back on some of the relationships that Robyn had been in and how crappy she had been treated. I made a promise to myself and Robyn that I would never ever treat her like that, she is the love of my life and I would treat her as such.

“How did you feel when you found out about what Chris Brown did to Rihanna?” Jada asked curiously.

“Honestly? I was angry and all I wanted to do was beat the shit outta him but that isn’t what Robyn needed, she needed someone to be there for her and that's what I did.” I said not really believing that Jada would bring this topic up when it happened just over a decade ago.

Just as Jada went to ask another question my phone started ringing and I quickly looked at the screen to see that it was Robyn calling me. “I am so sorry, it’s Robyn.” I say and Jada motions for me to answer the call so I do exactly that.

I put the phone on speaker and all I heard was Robyn sniffling. “What’s wrong?” I say concerned as it wasn’t very often that Robyn would call me crying and stood up, pacing back and forth.

“Babe…it worked, we havin’ a babyyyyyy!!!” Robyn shouted down the phone excitedly, making my eyes go wide as I looked around the room and noticed that Jada motioned for the camera crew to stop recording. “Uhhh…shit Robby, I’m doing an interview.” I say rubbing my neck nervously as this is definitely not how Robyn would want people to find out.

“You ain’t think to tell me dat?! Eh they can edit dat shit out.” Robyn says with her bajan accent coming out slightly and the producers and other crew burst out laughing.

“Rob I gotta go but I’ll call you as soon as I finish this up, I promise. I love you.” I say chuckling as Robyn makes kissing sounds down the phone. “Luv yuh too.” Robyn says then hangs up the phone and I laugh shaking my head in disbelief, we were having a baby together.

_______________Later In The Hotel__________________

I was finally back at the hotel and just about to phone Robyn as I got ready to go to bed. She picks up after the phone rings a few times, she was laying on a hotel bed in a robe when she smiled at you. “Hey babe.” Robyn says as she looks at me lovingly through the phone.

“Heyyy baby.” I say as I do my skin care before going and laying on the hotel bed to talk to Robyn. “So were havin’ a baby?” I say excitedly as Robyn laughs which makes me smile cause she has such a gorgeous laugh.

“Yeah. How would you feel about joining me for the rest of my tour? If you don’t have any more press to do?” Robyn asks me and I nod yes as soon as the question leaves her mouth.”Course I wanna join you! Why would I turn down time with my girl?” I say wiggling my eyebrows with a suggestive tone which makes her glare at me playfully.

“You play too much boo.” Robyn jokes as she laughs at my playfulness and shakes her head. 

“WASSUPPPP JORDYYYY!!!” Melissa says running and jumping on to the bed next to Robyn so she was in view of the camera causing Robyn to roll her eyes. “Don’t roll yo eyes at me bitch!” Mel says pushing Robyn and she pushes her back and Mel falls off the bed onto the floor.

Me and Robyn look at each other through the phone and burst out laughing.

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[santtalgis]

smash lewis hamilton, i want him in the most sexual way ever. i'll ride in his car anyday,

also smash rihanna, idgaf if its a overrated smash, she's hot.

this page is not turning into a smash or pass thing, i just have a lot of thoughts,

honorable mentions (i'd smash them on weekends):

rajad fenty

stephianie sigman

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(CCTO)

Right now your looking at Robyn Rihanna Fenty.

Her parents are named Ronald Fenty and Monica Braithewaite,She also has siblings and their names are Rajad Fenty, Samantha Fenty, Rorrey Fenty, Kanday Fenty and Jamie Fenty.

She is born on February 20, 1988, St. Michael parish, Barbados), Barbadian pop and rhythm-and-blues (R&B) singer who became a worldwide star in the early 21st century, known for her distinctive and versatile voice and for her fashionable appearance.

Where did she grew up🤷🏻‍♀️?

Fenty grew up in Barbados with a Barbadian father and a Guyanese mother. As a child, she listened to Caribbean music, such as reggae, as well as American hip-hop and R&B. She especially enjoyed singing and won a high-school talent show with a rendition of a Mariah Carey song.

When did she start her career🤷🏻‍♀️?

Rihanna started her career in 2005, Rihanna was discovered by American record producer Evan Rogers in her home country of Barbados. The 16-year-old's demo was then sent to Def Jam Recordings, where it was played to the company's new CEO Jay-Z. Jay-Z invited Rihanna to audition and RiRi left the audition with a six album record deal.

How did she became famous and successful🤑🤷🏻‍♀️?

Rihanna's journey to success started with her music career. Born and raised in Barbados, she discovered her love for music at a young age and began performing in local talent shows.

How did Rihanna get so rich💲🤷🏻‍♀️🤑?

Rihanna's estimated net worth is $1.4 billion in 2023. She became America's youngest self-made female billionaire in 2022. Much of Rihanna's wealth has been attributed to her successful makeup company, Fenty Beauty, which she co-owns with French luxury retailer LVMH.

If you have anymore questions dont hesitate to ask🫶🏻

THANK YOU!!!

[calypso-finale]

Hundred Nine. Part 6

My heart is in my mouth, not my little sister, she is still my younger sister and the bruise. You can perfectly see the hand mark on her, I feel the hurt coming back to me. I know he didn’t harm her; I hate men because what the fuck. Moving back from her, my hands on her shoulders “Tianna no” I said, she put her head down “you said you was leaving” she choked out “yes I was but then I thought my walk in closet is a mess, I came back to clean that because we sisters what the fuck haven’t we seen of each other, I didn’t think you would have cared but why were you hiding that, he hurt you” she nodded her head silently crying “no” I choked out, my heart is breaking “not my little sister, not you” I sniffled “what happened, why did he hurt you” this hurts me to my core because after the shit I have been through I never want my sisters to go through that, Tianna is shaking “calm down, it’s ok. Just deep breaths, you’re ok” she looked up at me “don’t cry” I croaked, I don’t want to cry with her because I am making it worse I want her to speak “I didn’t want you to see” nodding my head “but god let me see it because what the fuck, what did he do? I will kill him for you! I have been quiet for you Ti! Now he has done this I will fuck him up”  she sniffled “he got mad, he has pushed me before but that left no mark, but he got mad with me and he grabbed me, I don’t know this man Rylee, he can be good that is the point, but he has issues and I get that, I thought with growth you know. Why me? He is a good man” shaking my head “are men ever good Ti, I am so sorry” hugging her again as she sobbed out, she is hurting the way she is crying I am hurting for her “what is happening” my mom said, she just walked in “mom no” Tianna choked out, she banged my door “mom, please just give us space” I said turning to her “I can hear her crying from down the hall so what is it, no” she saw it, it’s too late right now she has seen it “no, not you. Not my daughter, Tianna please tell me you fell” she said, she shook her head “what the fuck, oh my beautiful girl come here” like I am in shock, I rather shit happened to me then my sisters because that is just me, I need him dead or something, I am sorry, but I am not letting a jumped up motherfucker like him get away with it, he needs to be ruined, he will be begging, I walked off.

My dad and uncle Herb are enjoying themselves at my house with my uncles, they are all here they can jump him “why you crying now?” Rorrey asked “I need you all to beat Taylan up” I just said, Herb laughed “what?” he said in shock “he hurt Tianna, she has a bruise. He’s still here, I need you to go and beat him up, or something because he has been nothing but nasty towards her, she is upstairs crying and he has been nothing but nasty to me all this time, calling me names and this is why Oakley punched him. So I need you all to go and beat him up, I want his career to be done with” my dad banged the table and got him “where is Tianna?” he said “in my room but dad, please it will make it worse mom is with her” standing in front of my dad “dad please! Just do it, I will tell you the hotel, don’t see her” I don’t want him to see her, it will stress her out even more “let’s fuck that nigga up” Herb said “but dad, please come home. I don’t want you in jail, I know I have strong men in my family, and I am so blessed with that” Rorrey got up “let’s go, Rajad you stay here” Rajad wasn’t even going anyways, he is the most peaceful uncle out of them all “you know what, I have been waiting on this moment, I have been wanting to beat him up, and I am sick of men fucking with my daughters. I am sick of them, I told him that I would fuck him up. You text me the hotel, and the number. Let’s go, I will fuck him up, I don’t care about jail! Do I care about jail no I don’t, my kids! Nobody on this earth touches my kids!” he shouted, “don’t worry about it niece, we got this” Herb said, I nodded my head, I want him to regret that he ever did that to Ti.

My mom is thinking things are weird, I have not told my mom that I have told dad, but she is seeming like it’s quiet, Tianna is downstairs and acting normal but fuck that “where is Herb?” Taina asked “yeah Rorrey went too” Nadia added, they won’t be happy “they gone out” Rajad said, I just looked at him “yeah where?” Taina asked, “to get Taylan” I just said it, Ti stared at me “I wasn’t going to let Taylan leave the UK thinking our family is nothing, thinking he has got away with what he did, no. I told the men in our family, and they went” my mom eyes widened “and if your dad gets into trouble then what?” my mom said “one thing about dad, you will tell him eventually, but he will do anything for us, and the men in our family got us. He deserves it, he has been nothing but a bully to Tianna, me, Oakley, the whole fucking family but we did it for Tianna and he couldn’t comply and now my sister has a bruise on her for him, you right mom I told dad because he deserves it” holding Tianna hand “oh no” Nadia said “he fucking touched you” Tianna nodded her head “you know what, I don’t want any of you girls to be with men because look at it, I can’t believe these men have the nerve to touch you, god” my mom walked off slowly, she is upset and I get it “I get it” Taina said “I just hope he is alive” she mumbled “he is” my dad walked in, we all just looked “I saved his life” Herb said, my dad is a softie with us really “dad” Tianna instantly cried and then it started me off “I will fuck these niggas up Tianna, fuck them. You are too good for these men, this is it” they both hugged “what happened?” I asked Rorrey “we dropped him off at a hospital as a concerned citizen, but he fucked up. But Niece needs to speak to the police, we fuck him up name wise” I don’t know if she will want to do that “depends if she wants too” I mumbled.

I hope Tianna does not attack me in bed, she is an awful sleeper, she is always kicking me too “how are you feeling?” I asked her, getting into bed “I think erm, I think deep down I know what he was like, but I was hoping he would change, he would do it for me and he said he would. I knew things weren’t going to work because he wasn’t ever going to let me keep Fenty and that is something I was keeping so from then on it wouldn’t have worked, I do not blame you as a family either. I mean I am upset, that my family had to see it really. That is what hurts the most, but it was something coming. He thought that I needed him, I don’t. He thought I was the weak girl he met, he did meet a weak girl, but I changed Rylee, I am a stronger girl now. So this I know I will move on from. I am not that weak girl, I saw it. I saw the red flags, but I thought you know that, maybe he will change. It is what it is” she laughed “I am upset for you though” I am upset for her “you all as a family really, I couldn’t have asked for a better family, you tried for me. And that I am happy with, you know what, I am glad it happened” I hope she isn’t keeping this to herself and lying to me “I am here for you, I know how it feels” she shrugged “Rylee, I saw it coming but hey you will be bridesmaids in waiting for me” I chuckled “I saw this happening, I am not mad with it. I am most proud of my family because I know they do love me” we held hands “means a lot” smiling at her lightly “you know we do love you, don’t be silly to think we don’t” it was never that she wasn’t loved because she always was loved, that is silly to think she wasn’t even with the drama with us.

I don’t want to keep bringing up what happened with Ti so I am trying to be normal with her but it’s like the elephant in the room, it’s how everyone is deflated about things, and I don’t think she wants to go to the police about it either, I think she just wants to move on from it but I will let my parents deal with it “Rylee, someone at the door for you” Nadia said, letting out an oh “can’t they just come here?” I asked, but she shrugged “fine” I was enjoying my lunch but whatever, my family ain’t leaving yet and I’m loving it, everyone just here and they cook for me, they are so comfortable like it’s their own home and I want that “whatever, I’ll be back Aziel. Or if you be good papa can let you move, but eat your food” he’s been a little naughty today so he’s not in the good books, my dad had to tell him off too “I not” he mumbled, he’s not happy that papa is upset with him “who is it?” I asked Nadia and she smiled, that was all and that alone made me just think what the fuck, watch this be Lillian and then think she is invading by coming in, I’ll be mad. The door is open, but nobody is really there, then I jumped a little back seeing Oakley just pace by the door with his hands behind his back but he has flowers behind his back, my mouth hung open in disbelief with what I am seeing. I am so confused as I walked closer to the door, Oakley did a double take and just stood there “uh, why can’t you just come in?” I asked, I have seen what is behind his back “well it’s not on a Aziel picking up day, also he would be on my ass, you know how he is” I don’t know how to feel, I giggled like an idiot “what is this though?” Trying to suppress my smile “come to tell me about how annoyed you are about Dave in person” he looked away from me “come to get the car actually” leaning against the door “just take it then, what about that car” I looked at his G-Wagon “leave it here” biting my bottom lip; he hates doing anything feelings related, he makes me laugh “so is that it?” He smirked “erm, I was driving by and I saw this” I laughed putting my head down “yeah” looking up at him “carry on” he is cute, I am fair on him more. He just doesn’t understand love and feelings much “I got you flowers” I cooed out “really?” He nodded his head, hearing voices coming over “come” grabbing the door handle to close the door as I stepped outside “shoes?” He asked “it’s fine” closing the door “thank you, you didn’t have to give me these” taking the flowers from him “just like you know, it’s thinking of you flowers” these are cute “awww” opening my arms, he leaned into me “thank you, that is sweet of you” is my mother toxic love working, is this woman clever at this game.

I can’t believe he bought me flowers, sniffing them as we sat down on the porch “isn’t your feet cold?” shaking my head “it’s hot today actually” placing the flowers over my lap “I don’t really want to walk in with flowers you know” I feel bad like Ti going through that, I mean it’s not like I am loved up but still “why? Say it’s an admirer or some shit” I giggled “my biggest fan, is that you” nudging him “no just that Taylan hurt my sister physically, and it’s not a good day at all. I am so sad for her, not shocked though. I can’t say that to her, he was a bastard really. My dad and uncles beat him up” Oakley cringed “is that why he is in hospital, I was going to ask. Damn, sorry to hear that about your sister. If your sister wanting a man, Wadz is free” I laughed “a friend of yours is bad news” raising an eyebrow “Wadz ain’t bad news, I mean if she is looking for a good London man, I know some” I sniggered “anything related to you isn’t good, shut up” he is a joker “that sucks though, like for him to hurt her. My bad, go inside then, I didn’t know. I should have messaged” poking my bottom lip out “but I want to know why you bought me these, from the heart. Please” he is playing around “just because” he grinned “simp” he chuckled “I might be a simp, just that like I will miss you going on tour. Soon come that is all” that is sweet of him “nothing to do with that headline?” he looked over at me “it was abit fucked up though, don’t you think?” my mother is a genius, I can’t even lie “yeah” I just said, he smiled at me, and I just smiled at him. He held his hand out, looking at his hand but then placed my hand in his “we be good though?” he asked, “with what?” I questioned “about things” I huffed out “see how this tour goes, see how things go really, what you feeling?” he nodded his head slowly “that I know what I want, I still wonder who aired that you lot was there” I just smiled to myself and rested my head on his shoulder.

Like I would want to scream about it but I can’t “flowers?” my mom said “you’re a toxic genius” I said “what!?” She spat; my mother laughed out “that loud, sorry. So he came?” nodding my head “oh I know, if you wanting a man to put in work you need to make it a little spicy. He is going overseas; you need to make sure he knows what he is going to miss. I mean a lot of the time it didn’t work with your dad, but he knew it, I was going to go out. What I would do, when he’s gone. Get your girls, go out. Call the paparazzi, let him look. Show out, it works but if you have the most stubborn man it doesn’t, your dad was terrible but yeah. See he is thinking, he seeing it. Remember you both aren’t together so make it spicy but when together stop, that’s what dad and I issue was, but yeah go for it” I feel so happy “I feel so sad for Ti though, I am going to put these away though, just fucked up that men do this shit” I kissed my teeth “they are scared of the power you girls have, never lose that. I want you girls to hold your own, and never rely on a man either. Your dad felt it, not many men could take me and your dad was one of them, men are men, they can’t take a woman in power and my daughters have that power, you was born with it” nodding my head “just be there for Ti, maybe she should stay here for a while” my smile grew “I would love that, keeps me company” that is the best “she needs a break away from America too so yeah, tell her to stay with you ok?” nodding my head, I think it will help me to have her around too.

[tastatast]

LA BASTINA

Parlar de “bastina” és ben poc precís.

Per una banda, la llengua catalana ha generat una gran abundància de noms referents a la família Rajidae, la majoria d’origen popular, però també uns quants cultismes proposats per estudiosos. Hi ha ben bé una cinquantena de denominacions diferents, entre les més conegudes trobem: bastina, rajada, ratjada, escrita (que s’hauria d’aplicar únicament a espècies amb taquetes o ratlles susceptibles de ser interpretades com a signes d’escriptura), clavellada (que s’hauria d’aplicar únicament per a l’espècie Raja clavata), romeguera (nom motivat per les espines de la cua), menjamoixines, cardaire, piscat, llisol i grisol, a més de la rajada blanca, estrellada, de boca rosa, de miralls, de taques, vestida, de Sant Pere, jaspiada, peluda i punxosa, entre altres. Si només als Països Catalans ja trobem tanta varietat de noms, no em vull ni imaginar la magnitud del caos si comencem a investigar en altres idiomes, altres països i altres mars. Tot i que el terme bastina (derivat del terme llatí besta: bèstia) té certes connotacions negatives, aquesta abundor de noms em fa pensar que les bastines estan valorades des del punt de vista alimentari i que es consumeixen al llarg de tot el litoral generant una riquesa cultural immensa. En castellà li diuen raya, en basc arraia gastaka, en asturià escayuda, en francès raie, en italià razza i en anglès ray fish o skate (tot i que ray i skate no siguin el mateix exactament).

Per altra banda, parlar de “bastina” és tan o més genèric que dir “tomàquet” o “gamba”, ja que n’hi ha centenars d’espècies (entre 300 i 700 espècies diferents, en funció de la classificació taxonòmica que seguim), de les quals una trentena neden en aigües mediterrànies. Però per si això no fos prou, la classificació taxonòmica (en ordres, famílies, gèneres, etc.) que es troba és tan variable (i sovint poc actualitzada) que es genera una àmplia generalització portant a confusions i equivocacions.

Per tal de centrar-nos, la meva intenció era dedicar-me únicament a parlar de l’espècie que se subhasta a la llotja d’Arenys de Mar (al Maresme), la bastina que acostumo a menjar, la Raja naevus, que és la mateixa espècie que la Leucoraja naevus, tot i que a Arenys sembla que no han actualitzat el nom científic després de la reorganització taxonòmica. Però tot i volent-me centrar només en aquesta espècie, a mesura que anava llegint, investigant, comprant, observant i m'anava formant i informant, m'he adonat que, fins i tot quan veiem que el tiquet de subhasta diu un nom científic, pot ser que aquest no estigui actualitzat i, a més, que en aquella mateixa caixa de peix hi hagi espècies diferents. Així que, ni amb la "matrícula" del peix tenim la garantia i certesa absoluta de saber quina espècie estem menjant. El problema de les etiquetes és mundial (ja no en parlem del peix ensavasat!) i, almenys a nivell europeu, s'està treballant des de fa anys per fer un sistema.

Les rajades són molt properes als taurons. Són de la mateixa classe dels chondrichthyes (condrictis o condroïctis, la dels peixos cartilaginosos) i de la mateixa sub-classe dels elasmobranchii (elasmobranquis), però de super-ordres diferents: les rajades són del super-ordre batoidea (bastoïdeus o rajades) i els taurons són del super-ordre selachimorpha (selaquimorfs, selacimorfs, selacis o esquals). De fet, els ous de les rajades i les rajades juvenils s’assemblen molt als taurons. La Leucoraja naevus en concret forma part de l’ordre dels rajiformes (raïformes), de la família Rajidae (raids o ràids, les rajades comunes) i del gènere Raja (actualment Leucoraja).

A QUINS MERCATS N’HE TROBAT

Als mercats de Catalunya, és habitual trobar únicament les ales (no la peça sencera), pelades i tallades, de l’espècie Raja naevus. Per aquest motiu, el dia que en vaig veure un exemplar sencer i de poc més d’1 kg, vaig tenir la curiositat de veure’n el resultat feta sencera (i, evidentment, sense pelar), al forn. Tenia molta curiositat per tastar la resta de l’animal (cap, cua, fetge, etc.), provar-ne un d’una mida molt més petita i, a més, vaig pensar que aquella mucositat que desprenia generaria un bon pilpil, i així va ser, més endavant, ho explicaré. 

Fora de Catalunya, només recordo haver-ne vist a algun mercat d’Andalusia i de la costa adriàtica d’Itàlia. Al Mercado de Sanlúcar de Barrameda (Cadis), també en venien només les ales tallades i sense pell. Com que no hi havia la matrícula de la subhasta, no puc assegurar-ne l’origen ni l’espècie, però anava a 5,99€/kg el juny del 2023, un preu que em sembla baixíssim tractant-se de la peça venuda a talls i no sencera, és a dir, generant molta merma. Allà, també hi vaig veure la tembladera o raya torpedo (Torpedo marmorata), que en català coneixem com a vaca tremolosa, vaca enrampadora o vaca marbrada, un peix que em va semblar una bastina molt gruixuda, però veient el nom científic vaig poder comprovar que, tot i ser un elasmobranqui del super-ordre dels bastoïdeus, és de l’ordre dels torpediniformes i no dels raïformes com la bastina. El nom de tremolosa i enrampadora li ve per les cèl·lules musculars convertides en òrgans elèctrics amb els que produeix una sacsejada que immobilitza a la seva víctima fins al punt de poder fer perdre el coneixement als humans.

Al Mercado Central de Atarazanas de Màlaga havia vist una altra espècie del mateix gènere, la Raja clavata (raya de clavos). Les venien senceres, devien fer 1 kg i eren de la Lonja de Punta del Moral (Ayamonte, Huelva). Una espècie que també es troba a Roses i al Cantàbric i que també vaig veure a Itàlia, al mercat del port de Senigallia, a la província d’Ancona (Marche). A l’Adriàtic també havia vist l’espècie Raja miraletus en un mercat de Pescara (Abruzzo), on li deien razza nostrana, pescada amb rete da traino que, tot i que traino signifiqui “remolc”, entenc que fa referència als bous o barques d’arrossegament, igual que la pesca a strascico, que seria la traducció literal d’arrossegament. Estava pescat a l’Adriàtic (divisió 37.2.1 FAO, sense especificar a quina llotja s’havia subhastat) i eren exemplars d’1 kg venuts sencers i a 8,90€/kg l’agost del 2023.

COM L’HE MENJAT ALS RESTAURANTS

Als restaurants, mai l’he vist oferta sencera, així com sí que ofereixen, per exemple, turbots, llobarros i déntols; sinó que sempre he vist, únicament, les ales pelades i la majoria de vegades, també sense espines o, més ben dit, radis cartilaginosos i sempre acompanyada de salses. Tampoc he vist a cap carta fetge de bastina o alguna altra part d’aquesta bèstia marina que no siguin les ales.

N’havia menjat a La cuina de Can Simon (Tossa), on els germans Josep Maria i Xavier Lores-Gelpí feien un cim i tomba de Tossa amb bastina desespinada, patates bullides, allioli i una tasseta de suc servida a part i que acabava de coure la bastina. El servien amb pinces, a l’estil japonès. A Cal Josep (Barcelona) feien un all i pebre de bastina. Al Direkte (Barcelona), l’Arnau Muñío oferia un “ramen: ou de guatlla amb salsa d’all i pebre i amb fideus de bastina” deliciós. Al Cruix (Barcelona), en Miquel Pardo feia un “taco de bastina” prou bo. A l’Estimar (Barcelona), en Rafa Zafra oferia bastina amb el seu propi suc, oloroso, ametlles, avellanes i tàperes i l’acompanyava d’un còctel de rom, yuzu, vermut i vi de Jerez. Al Marea Alta (Barcelona), l’Enrique Valentí servia un “fricandó de bastina acompanyat d’un arròs bullit amb llorer i farigola”, que no deixava de ser un suquet amb un arròs bullit que no s’havia impregnat del gust de peix i que era bastant obviable. El mateix Valentí, a l’Adobo (Barcelona), feia una “bastina fregida en adobo gaditano” que recordo especialment bast, amb una cuirassa de l’arrebossat excessiva i amb un fregit amb el mateix gust de l’ou ferrat i les gambes que havíem demanat. Al Suculent (Barcelona), en Tonet Romero feia la bastina a la mantega negra amb un puré de patates a la llimona. Al Mont Bar (Barcelona), en Fran Agudo ofereix la “bastina a la beurre blanc de caviar”. A l’Hisop (Barcelona), l’Oriol Ivern feia una rajada amb una truita d’alls tendres per sobre que semblava ben bé com una salsa holandesa, també feia una rajada amb flor de carbassó i anxoves i una rajada amb safrà, avellanes i rossinyols, totes tres receptes exquisides. A El Celler de Can Roca, el 2014 em van oferir la seva versió de la rajada a la brasa, mostassa salvatge, mantega i tàperes, on els acompanyaments estaven per separat sense tocar el peix i el toc de brasa era ben subtil, finíssim. 

A Mallorca recordo la de Ca Na Toneta (Caimari), on la Maria Solivellas feia uns “tallarins de carabassí, mozzarella de vaca mallorquina, peix sec de Formentera (bastina), pinyons, alfàbrega i tomàtiga seca” amb uns sabors nets i purs tan propis de la seva cuina. També penso en la rajada fregida i amb tumbet del Celler Ca’n Ripoll (Inca) i en la que feia l’Andreu Genestra (Llucmajor, Mallorca), quan encara estava a Son Jaumell (Capdepera), una bastina a la salsa barbacoa, fusionant la idea d’unes costelles a la brasa amb salsa barbacoa i el peix sec d’Eivissa. L’acompanyava d’una endívia a la brasa, un aligot a base de pastanaga i formatge de Mahó de Menorca i també d’un paté de fetge de rap, un plat que recordo especialment bo. 

Al Corpus de la Cuina Catalana hi apareix escrita amb fesols, una bastina tallada a trossos, enfarinada, sofregida i, posteriorment, bullida uns minuts juntament amb una picada, fesols i caldo de la cocció dels llegums. 

A Eivissa i Formentera fan la borrida de bastina, amb una picada d’ametlla, alls, julivert, pa (galetes d’Inca) i safrà o ous durs i una copeta de pastís o Ricard. Un nom que li ve de “bullida” (en occità bolhida) i no pas d’”avorrida”.

A Galícia la solen preparar en caldeirada, és a dir, guisada. A Euskadi diria que no és gaire apreciada, però estic segura que algun marmitako deuen fer; i sinó, amb el pilpil que desprèn, en salsa verda o amb una bona salsa bizkaina estic segura que seria deliciosa. I, a Andalusia, és tradició guisar-la amb taronja amarga. 

A La Tasquita de Enfrente (Madrid), en Juanjo López segueix la recepta clàssica de la bastina a la mantega negra de La Gastroteca (Madrid) homenatjant l’Stéphane Guerin i l’Arturo Prados, que la van posar de moda als anys 80 i 90. A La Buena Vida (Madrid), en Carlos Torres i l’Elisa Rodríguez també ofereixen la mateixa recepta: la bullen amb aigua amb sal gruixuda i la fan a la mantega negra, amb vinagre de vi negre i tàperes i acompanyada de patates petites, una bastina de la que en tinc molt bon record. Al Sacha (Madrid), en Sacha Hormaechea també la feia a la mantega negra amb tàperes.

Ves que a Madrid no s’inspiressin en la recepta d’en Jacques Le Divellec qui, el 1982, ja parlava de “la” preparació, la clàssica raie au beurre noir, que poxava (escalfava) prèviament uns 10 minuts en un court-bouillon al vi blanc o en aigua amb sal. Le Divellec també mencionava la raie au fromage (amb gruyère ratllat) i també el foie de raie au vinaigre de cidre en el que, a partir d’uns 400 grams de fetge escalfat en un court-bouillon al vinagre durant 5 minuts, després passava el fetge en escalopes per una paella amb mantega, eliminava l’excedent de greix i afegia el vinagre.

Al Radici (ara Àbitat), al Lago di Como, en Mirko Gato feia una ali di razza a la BBQ, una ala d’una bastina d’uns 12-15 kg cuita a la brasa (sense pell) i lacada amb una reducció de koji i bolets fermentats. Per sobre, aglio orsino (Allium ursinum, all bord) en vinagre com si fossin tàperes; fulles d’all bord conservades en un shoyu casolà; i una reducció de les espines de la bastina com si fos una demi-glace. La recordo saladíssima i, després de manipular-la tant, ja no tenia cap gust de bastina. L’acompanyava amb una de les begudes més rares que he pres mai, l’Acid Trip, un suc de lardi di pino (agulles/fulles de pi) i una mica de poma verda; d’un color verd ben intens, en nas feia una olor penetrant d’aiguarràs però, en boca, era atraient, addictiu, fresc, molt àcid i amarg. El proposaven com a maridatge de la bastina, però sobretot com a pre-postres.

A l’Andreina (a la província d’Ancona, a Le Marche), l’Errico Recanati serveix la razza, un trosset de bastina embolcallada amb pebrot vermell escalivat i, a sobre, fetge de rap, una esferificació de llimona a la brasa i una fulla de caputxina. Servit a sobre d’una petita bastina assecada que era molt maca, però que dificultava tallar el menjar per la inestabilitat i perquè tampoc es podien agafar bé els sucs que desprenien tant el pebrot com la bastina o el fetge.

A la cuina asiàtica, trobem receptes al nord de la Xina i a la província de Sichuan, on la fan bullida, guisada, amb xucrut (col agra, sauerkraut) o verdures envinagrades i també a la brasa. A la cuina japonesa no en trobem gaires exemples perquè els pescadors nipons creuen que porta mala astrugància ja que els forada les xarxes. Tot i així, la fan crua en sashimi, les ales a la brasa, en nimono (bullida en un dashi) i himono d’aleta (en salmorra, assecat i salat). A les cuines del Magreb no la utilitzen gaire ja que els jueus i molts islàmics, seguint els principis bíblics i les lleis kosher, no la poden menjar perquè és un peix sense escates i, per tant, condemnat com el rap, l’anguila, l’esturió, el congre, etc.

El consum d’aquest peix ve de molt antic. Al s. XV, ja apareix al Llibre del Mostassaf de Mallorca, així com també apareix a receptaris de cuina medieval com el Llibre de Sent Soví  o el Llibre del Coch. Tot i així, avui en dia es considera un peix de segona, poc conegut i poc apreciat. M’ha agradat fer repàs de les bastines que he menjat perquè m’ha fet adonar de la quantitat de receptes que he anat gaudint al llarg dels anys i perquè els grans cuiners sí que la valoren més del que sembla que el consumidor mig fa. Tot i així, no estic pas d’acord amb els qui pensen que és un peix burgès perquè el relacionen únicament amb la recepta francesa a la mantega i les preparacions que descriuen com a acadèmiques. 

LES ALES DE BASTINA DE CA LA CAROLA

Primer de tot, aclarir que les ales no deixen de ser les aletes pectorals, no és pas que la bastina tingui ales com un ocell. 

Doncs bé, com que a les peixateries sempre havia vist únicament les ales pelades (per sort, la meva peixatera només pela la part del dors, no la ventral, que hi ha peixateries que li treuen aquella capeta blanca i tot!) i tallades a trossos (pràcticament irreconeixibles), a casa sempre havia cuinat només aquesta part, a la planxa, fregida o a la cassola i, ocasionalment, en escabetx o a la brasa. Ben cuinada, crec que és ben sucosa i que té un gust ben particular que no sabria reconèixer a cap altre peix. Pot recordar la sucositat i la textura dels gats (Scyliorhinus canicula), però el perfil gustatiu no té res a veure, sent molt més difícil la bastina.

Tot i així, com que és un peix que he menjat sovint al llarg de la vida i, tot i que, com ja sabeu, tinc predilecció per no aportar gaire gustos exògens al peix, sempre que aquest sigui fresc, de qualitat i gustós, durant una època la vaig fer condimentada amb una bona varietat d’acompanyaments: amb safrà; al verjús; amb ceba i mostassa; amb salsa de tomàquet i orenga; amb samfaina; amb unes cintes de carbassó, ceba, daus de formatge tendre i pinyons; amb col llombarda; amb un sofregit de ceba al vi blanc; amb diferents vinagretes; i, evidentment, la clàssica amb mantega, tàperes, julivert i patates. Fins i tot n’havia fet amb crestes de gall en escabetx, amb amanides de llegums i algun entrepà ben untat amb alguna salsa perquè quedés ben sucós. Per a moltes d’aquestes receptes, la feia a la planxa, la “desfilava” (li trèia els radis cartilaginosos) i la tornava a saltar per, finalment, homogeneïtzar-la a la cassola o paella amb la resta d’ingredients. 

Pel que fa als vins, és un peix que m’acostuma a agradar acompanyar-lo d’una copa de Jerez abans o després de menjar-la. Finos i Manzanillas Pasadas d’Equipo Navazos, amb la seva intensitat i profunditat. O amb Champagnes ben vinosos, blanc de noirs, com els d’en Francis Boulard, l’Egly Ouriet, la Françoise Bedel o en Pierre Gatinois. I també amb algun Savagnin ouillé del Jura, d’en Ganevat o en Macle especialment. I també gaudeixo la bastina amb vins fragants i aromàtics com l’Ageno de La Stoppa o el Sota els ametllers d’en Toni Carbó de La Salada. Trobo que el cert punt d’”amoníac” del peix i el toc fregidet que li aporta la planxa queden de meravella amb la salinitat, el calcari i la sequedat d’aquests vins. Només de pensar-hi, ja obriria una ampolla!

La bastina, com altres peixos cartilaginosos i que no tenen espines, en cru, pot desprendre una olor molt intensa, lleugerament desagradable, el que coneixem com a “olor de peix”, el peix descompost, o “olor d’infecció”, una olor que, en concentracions altes és semblant a l’amoníac o a l’orina. Com que no té bufeta natatòria, ha de mantenir una tensió muscular de manera constant que fa que acumuli substàncies com la trimetilamina i la urea a la sang. La urea vindria a ser l’orina o la suor i la bastina l’expulsa per la pell enlloc de fer-ho a través de la bufeta natatòria. Així que l’olor d’amoníac és degut a una resposta natural biològica.

En general, tothom l’escalda prèviament per eliminar aquest característic gust d’amoníac i per a desespinar-la més fàcilment, cosa que, al menys a Ca La Carola, no m’ha donat bons resultats. Tot i que faciliti l’operació de desespinar-la, crec que d’aquesta manera es perden els seus sucs, la seva gelatina i, per tant, gust i gran part de la gràcia d’aquest peix, a part que, si es consumeix ben fresc, no té pas temps de desenvolupar aquest aroma tan terrible. Alternativament, també hi ha qui sempre la macera amb sal i llimona per a eliminar aquest sabor que pot resultar en amargor. I també hi ha qui l’enfarina i la fregeix lleugerament o salteja mínimament abans d’acabar-la a la cassola. Al principi, jo també seguia aquests passos, però més endavant vaig cuinar-la directament i trobo que el resultat, segueix tenint una bona cocció, mantenint la integritat de l’animal i podent, igualment, formar una capa cruixent.

Una altra recepta que feia i a la que li tinc especial estima perquè és de les que la meva mare m’havia cuinat i, a posterior, m’ha transmès és la bastina amb patates i allioli negat. Es tracta, primer de tot, de passar per la cassola, amb oli i algun gra d’all, la bastina, tomba i tomba. Reservem la bastina i, en aquesta mateixa cassola hi fem les patates (pelades i esqueixades, és a dir, tallades com si les esparraquéssim). Es cobreixen d’aigua (o més aviat, amb algun suquet o brou de galeres, escamarlans o pessics, d’aquests que sempre corren per casa i que tant m’agraden d’aperitiu), es bullen i, abans d’acabar l’ebullició, hi afegim els talls de bastina a sobre i ho deixem un parell o tres de minuts més. Per anar bé, a la cassola hi hauria d’haver quedat suc, que és el que s’agafa amb un cullerot i es tritura en el got mesclador d’una batedora de braç juntament amb una mica d’oli i algun gra d’all cru (si pot ser tendre), obtenint una emulsió semblant a una maionesa, l’allioli negat. A l’hora de servir-ho, en un plat lleugerament fons hi disposem algunes patates, la bastina a sobre i, en un bol a part (o des del mateix got triturador, que no som pas al Ritz de París), l’allioli negat perquè cadascú s’hi afegeixi la quantitat que li convingui. És un plat del que en tinc grans records, l’allioli negat és un de tants oblidats de la cuina catalana. Un dia m’agradarà explicar tot el que en faig a casa amb aquesta delícia. 

LA BASTINA SENCERA I AL FORN DE CA LA CAROLA

Fins aquí, tot era normal, fins el dia que, a la peixateria, hi vaig trobar una bastina sencera, petita, d’1,2 kg, podent contemplar de ben a prop l’aspecte i l’anatomia d’aquesta bèstia marina. Com que era un fet tan extraordinari, la vaig comprar, tenia la curiositat de veure’n el resultat feta sencera (i, evidentment, sense pelar), al forn. Volia saber com era la resta de l’animal (el cap, la cua, el fetge, etc.). Volia provar-ne una d’una mida molt més petita; els peixos, en funció de la mida, varien molt la seva textura i el seu gust. No és pas el mateix un Gall de Sant Pere de mig quilo, que un d’un quilo o un de tres. Per a mi, cada peix té el seu pes, color i mida ideals. A més, vaig pensar que aquella mucositat que desprenia generaria un bon pilpil, i així va ser. Tot i que el més sorprenentment positiu va ser la gelatina. El luxe el trobo precisament en la mínima intervenció. Això, pràcticament, només es pot fer a casa, perquè un cuiner, a un restaurant, la gran majoria de vegades voldrà deixar la seva autoria i aportar-li el seu punt, encara que només sigui amb una mica d’all o al algun toc d’algun altre ingredient.

En aquest cas, explico una bastina Raja naevus (Leucoraja naevus) d’Arenys de Mar, del mes de gener, un mascle d’1,2 kg, de tresmall (vaig trobar l’ham i tot) i pescada per la barca Dallas U. Simplement estripada (com que és un peix que no té escates, no cal ni escatar-lo). Un exemplar que anava a 9,50€/kg.

L’aspecte és ben distintiu. Està dividida entre el disc i la cua. El disc té el cap, el tronc i les ales, que no deixen de ser unes aletes pectorals molt eixamplades i soldades lateralment a tota la llargada del conjunt del cap i el tronc. De forma aplanada i romboidal-circular, té un contorn ben sinuós. És bifacial, és a dir, la superfície superior i la inferior tenen una estructura ben diferent. I, finalment, té una cua llarga i prima, més estreta que la resta del cos i ben diferenciada. La pell té taques fosques de forma irregular.

Primer de tot, he de dir que, tot i ser un peix que s’enterri a la sorra per a caçar les seves preses, aquest exemplar no tenia gens de sorra, estava netíssim. També vull destacar, abans de res, l’extraordinària varietat de gustos i textures diferents que ofereix aquest peix. Cada part té el seu sabor i la seva densitat i viscositat. La cua (amb espina inclosa) és cruixent i es pot mastegar perfectament, me la menjo com un bastonet, podria ser un aperitiu fantàstic. Aquesta espècie no té cap esperó verinós, així que no cal patir, una escórpora punxa molt més. Com que era mascle, tenia les dues protuberàncies llargues al costat de la cua i unides a les aletes pèlviques (dividides en 2 lòbuls), els òrgans copuladors (mixopterigis, gonopterigis o clàspers), unes parts ben cartilaginoses que els mascles utilitzen per a fecudar l’òvul. Les espines exteriors de les ales, s’ondulen de seguida, tal com s’ondulen quan neda com si es tractés del vol d’una au, però més lent i molt elegant; queden ben cruixents i recorden olis d’herbes aromàtiques com el romaní, la farigola o el fonoll. La carn de les ales (les aletes pectorals) es desenganxa tan fàcilment... queda ben cuita i ben hidratada. L’espina central es pot mastegar perfectament per esprémer i gaudir dels sucs que surten de la medul·la espinal. Les aletes pèlviques (dividides en 2 lòbuls) són ben tendres i encara tenen una mica de carn. Però tant les 2 aletes dorsals (situades a sobre la cua) com l’aleta caudal (bastant reduïda, gairebé absent, del tipus heterocerca com la dels taurons) són molt petites i primes, semblants a les dels gats (sobretot les dorsals) i no té aleta anal. La mucositat de la pell de tot el cos (de cap a cua) desprèn una gelatina que, barrejada amb l’oli, fa una mena de pilpil extraordinari.

El cap, com sempre, mereix un capítol a part, tot i que els peixos plans mai tenen la matèria que tenen altres peixos. El morro o musell és pura gelatina, tou com una papada i amb la consistència d’uns melosos peus de porc; i té una espina/cartílag acabat en punxa que, mastegat, desprèn tot d’olis exquisits. Com tots els raïformes, té la boca, els 2 forats nasals i els 5 parells d’obertures branquials a la cara ventral. Té les dents petites, soldades les unes amb les altres, fan de trituradora i són molt eficaces per a trencar la closca dels crustacis i els mol·luscs dels que s’alimenta. La pell del cap queda un pèl més cruixent que la del cos, per les “dentetes”, “clavellades” o “punxes” que hi té. A la superfície dorsal hi té els ulls, difícils de separar i gaudir sols, s’estiren juntament amb la pell i els 2 espiracles que té just al darrere i són ben gustosos, són la sal del peix. Sota els ulls hi ha la galta, amb una carn més magra i ferma. El cervell no l’acostumo a trobar ni aconsegueixo separar, és ben petit.

Pel que fa a les entranyes, també, sempre es mereixen un apartat. En aquest cas, saltejades en una paella antiadherent. El cor és tan petit que amb prou feines es pot degustar. El fetge és molt bo, té un gust molt suau, poc marí i proporcionalment amb la resta del cos és més aviat gros (30-40 gr). De vegades, en menjo de bastines de 6 o 7 kg i fan uns 150 gr. De fet, ja ho diu la dita “tenir més fetge que una rajada”, que fa referència a les persones molt tranquil·les o despreocupades que no perden la calma per res. Doncs aquest fetge està enganxat a una part cartilaginosa i blanca que sembla una mena de ventricle, desprèn molt d’oli i és poc sòlid, un pèl esponjós, com una royale. També té una mena d’intestí gros, cilíndric, un pèl gomós, que costa de punxar amb la forquilla i farcit d’una emulsió blanca i tova, semblant a la textura d’un cervellet de xai. Com els taurons, no té bufeta natatòria.

Tot plegat, deliciós. Tan de bo, si encara no ho heu fet, la pugueu gaudir d’aquesta manera.

COMPARANT DUES BASTINES DE CA LA CAROLA

En aquest article, a part d’explicar com n’és de bona feta sencera, amb pell, simplement amb un raig d’oli d’oliva i al forn, trobo interessant la comparativa de les següents bastines.

Totes dues van ser subhastades al port d'Arenys sota el nom de Raja naevus (Leucoraja naveus), per tant, en principi, eren de la mateixa espècie. A més, totes dues: de pes molt similar (1,2 kg la de l’esquerra i 950 gr la de la dreta), mascles i de preu molt semblant (a 9,50€/kg la de l’esquerra i a 7,50€/kg la de la dreta).

La de l’esquerra, la que acabo de descriure a l'apartat de "La bastina sencera i al forn", era del mes de gener (quan n’és, per a mi, la millor temporada); la de la dreta, de l’octubre (quan comença). A l’estiu, almenys a Arenys, no en surten tantes. Però a Mallorca sí, bé que la mengem amb tumbet.

La de l’esquerra era de tresmall i no va tenir gens de sorra; la de la dreta, d’arrossegament (pescada per la barca Bitel) i ben farcida de sorra, apretava la part ventral del cos i no li parava de sortir sorra a través dels 5 parells d’obertures branquials. La vaig haver de passar per sota l’aixeta amb el risc que perdés la mucositat i, per tant, la gelatina; i així va ser, va ser menys gelatinosa que la de l’esquerra.  

La de l’esquerra va ser molt més gustosa; la de la dreta, estèticament més atractiva, però més insípida, sense xispa. Així com en el cas dels calamars es veu de seguida quan són de potera o d’arrossegament (sent molt més bons i atractius els de potera), en aquest cas, les aparences enganyen.

Els dos exemplars no van tenir res a veure, ni pel que fa a l’aspecte (tal com s’aprecia a la foto) ni pel que fa al gust.

És qüestió de l’època de l’any? A l’estiu, com de morenes, no en surten tantes. Són més bones a l’hivern que a l’octubre, quan comença la temporada?

És qüestió del sistema de pesca? Un tresmall sempre és més respectuós que l’arrossegament, tant amb el medi com amb el peix.

És qüestió de l'origen exacte en el terroir del mar? Sabem que es van subhastar a Arenys, però no a quina zona exacta van ser pescades. Potser una vivia a una zona més fangosa?

Tots dos exemplars estaven cuinats exactament igual.

Si són de la mateixa espècie i el mateix sexe, per què tenen aspectes tan diferents? O no són de la mateixa espècie i a Arenys subhasten totes les bastines sota el nom científic de Raja naevus sense que un veterinari o un biòleg ho confirmi? Per què una tenia sorra i l'altra no? Si és un peix que s'amaga entre la sorra, per molt que estigui pescat amb tresmall, pot ser que tingui sorra?

La diferència de tonalitats era degut a l’edat? Una era juvenil i l'altra adulta? El fet de tenir un pes similar em fa pensar que tenien edats similars. A més, totes dues feien més de 50 cm de llarg, per tant, diria que totes dues eren adultes. És possible que tingui a veure amb el fet que la seva coloració sigui mimètica?

Per què a la mateixa caixa de la peixateria n’hi havia amb els 2 ocels (del llatí, ulls, un òrgan fotoreceptor que també tenen molts insectes i cnidaris com les meduses) a la cara dorsal, tan propis de l’espècie Leucoraja naevus, i n’hi havia sense ocels? Els ocels no apareixen fins a l'edat adulta o la bastina que té els 2 ocels és una Raja miraletus enlloc d’una Leucoraja naevus?

Sincerament, tot plegat em fa pensar que ni una ni l'altra eren Leucoraja naevus, tal com indicava el tiquet de subhasta.

UNS APUNTS FINALS

Desconec si hi ha alguna espècie amb la pell aspre, però la Leucoraja naevus no cal pas pelar-la. La pell, fins i tot quan parlem de bastines de fins a 5 kg (no he pogut comprovar si la pell canvia amb bastines més grosses), no és una pell per llençar, no és pas com el paper de vidre, tal com m’havien dit. I, en tot cas, si es prefereix enretirar, sempre se’n poden fer brous plens de col·lagen, gelatina i bon gust per a prendre d’aperitiu o utilitzar per a un munt de receptes.

Així com amb el turbot, el virrey, el llenguado o la gamba vermella trobem restaurants on la cuinen de manera exquisida, amb la mínima intervenció i mantenint-ne al màxim les seves característiques organolèptiques, trobo que la bastina no es "respecta" tant i que mai l'he vist feta sencera al forn.

La bastina sencera al forn és una recepta fantàstica. L’espècie es considera que té un bon estat de conservació, té un risc mínim o simplemente està "gairebé amenaçada". Nutricionalment, és un peix blanc amb un baix contingut en greix (1gr/100 gr) i, tot i que no conté quantitats elevades de proteïnes, són d’alt valor biològic, ja que inclouen tot els aminoàcids essencials. És fàcil de fer, només cal anar a comprar l’animal i engegar el forn. No té escates i no s’ha ni d’escatar. I, pels al·lèrgics a les espines, tampoc té espines pròpiament dites. A més, un cop a casa, com que mantenim la pell, no es fa malbé tan aviat com quan comprem les ales pelades, que de seguida (al cap d’un parell de dies) comencen a desenvolupar una aromàtica desagradable com d’amoníac. Un cop cuit, tampoc és tan intens com els exemplars més grans, és molt més fi i elegant. Evita el malbaratament del menjar, no cal llençar la pell ni tot el que no siguin ales, les peixateries llencen més de la meitat del pes de l’exemplar. A més, això fa que el preu sigui molt més baix (les ales van a 16-23€/kg i la peça sencera a 7,50-9,50€/kg). I, finalment, el fet de veure la bèstia sencera, ens apropa al producte, portant-nos a un grau de coneixement més elevat i tenint un contacte més directe amb el peix. Així que, no sé a què espereu a anar a comprar una bona bastina!

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Jaak Tammeka Insights 5 parimat nõuannet eduka ettevõtte loomiseks

Innovaatiliste äristrateegiate ja jätkusuutlike lahenduste poolest tuntud ettevõtja Jaak Tammeka on saanud usaldusväärseks teejuhiks pürgivale ärijuhile. Tuginedes aastatepikkusele tehnoloogiapõhisele ettevõtmisele, jagab Tammeka oma teadmisi, kuidas ehitada üles äri, mis oleks ühtaegu edukas ja mõjuv. Siin on Jaak Tammeka peamised näpunäited ajaproovile vastutuleva ettevõtte loomiseks.

1. Alustage tugeva visiooniga

Jaak Tammeka usub, et iga edukas äri saab alguse tugevast ja selgest visioonist. Tema sõnul toimib täpselt määratletud visioon teekaardina, mis juhib kõiki otsustusprotsesse. „Kui tead, kuhu lähed, muutub iga samm lihtsamaks,“ selgitab Tammeka. Ta soovitab ettevõtjatel võtta aega, et töötada välja visioon, mis lisaks ettevõtte eesmärkidele kajastab ka selle põhiväärtusi. Selline eesmärgi selgus aitab meeskonda motiveerida ja meelitab ligi kliente, kes vastavad ettevõtte missioonile.

2. Sea prioriteediks probleemide lahendamine

Iga eduka ettevõtte keskmes on oskus probleeme lahendada. Jaak Tammeka rõhutab, et ettevõtjad peaksid keskenduma oma toodete või teenuste kaudu reaalsete probleemide lahendamisele. „Teie ettevõte peaks pakkuma lahendusi, mis muudavad teie klientide elu tõeliselt paremaks,“ märgib Tammeka. Konkreetse probleemi lahendamisele või turulünga täitmisele keskendudes saavad ettevõtted luua tugeva väärtuspakkumise, mis eristab neid konkurentidest. Tammeka julgustab ettevõtjaid pidevalt kuulama oma kliente ja kohandama oma pakkumisi vastavalt muutuvatele vajadustele.

3. Investeerige võrgu ülesehitamisse

Jaak Tammeka rõhutab tugeva mentorite, eakaaslaste ja valdkonnaekspertide võrgustiku ülesehitamise olulisust. „Äritegevuses on sageli sama oluline see, keda sa tead, kui see, mida sa tead,“ ütleb Tammeka. Võrgustiku loomine mitte ainult ei ava uksi uutele võimalustele, vaid pakub ka juurdepääsu väärtuslikele nõuannetele ja ressurssidele. Tammeka soovitab ettevõtjatel otsida aktiivselt sidemeid oma valdkonnas, osaleda võrgustike loomise üritustel ja kasutada veebiplatvorme, et luua suhteid, mis toetavad nende äri kasvu. Toetav võrgustik võib pakkuda juhiseid, tagasisidet ja koostööd, mis kiirendab edu saavutamist.

4. Võtke omaks kohanemisvõime ja innovatsioon

Ärimaailm areneb pidevalt ning Jaak Tammeka usub, et kohanemisvõime on asjakohasena püsimise võti. Ta julgustab ettevõtjaid jääma muutustele avatuks ja pidevalt uuendusi tegema. "Ettevõtted, mis arenevad, on need, mis saavad vajaduse korral pöörata ja ei karda uusi ideid omaks võtta," selgitab ta. Tammeka soovitab hoida silma peal valdkonna trendidel, katsetada uusi strateegiaid ja olla valmis pöördesse, kui turg seda nõuab. Selline mõtteviis mitte ainult ei aita ettevõtetel kasvada, vaid võimaldab neil ka konkurentidest ees püsida.

5. Kaasake jätkusuutlikkus algusest peale

Jätkusuutlike äritavade tugev eestkõneleja Jaak Tammeka soovitab ettevõtjatel jätkusuutlikkust algusest peale esikohale seada. Ta usub, et ettevõtetel on kohustus arvestada oma mõju keskkonnale ja ühiskonnale. "Jätkusuutlikkus on midagi enamat kui trend, see on pikaajaline äristrateegia," ütleb Tammeka. Jätkusuutlikke tavasid rakendades saavad ettevõtted vähendada kulusid, suurendada kaubamärgilojaalsust ja pöörduda üha keskkonnateadlikuma kliendibaasi poole.

Järeldus

Jaak Tammeka peamised näpunäited eduka ettevõtte loomiseks annavad praktilise raamistiku ettevõtjatele igal etapil. Alustades tugevast visioonist, keskendudes probleemide lahendamisele, rajades toetavat võrgustikku, võttes omaks kohanemisvõime ja seades prioriteediks jätkusuutlikkuse, saavad ambitsioonikad ärijuhid end edu saavutamiseks seada. Need Tammeka laialdasel kogemusel põhinevad alusstrateegiad pakuvad väärtuslikku juhist ettevõtte loomiseks, mis areneb tänapäeva konkurentsis.

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Mu lapsepõlve rajad

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Rihanna Biography, Net Worth, Early Life, Career, Boyfriend

Full NameRobyn Rihanna FentyNet Worth$1.4 BillionDate Of Birth20 February 1988Age36 yearsGenderFemaleHeight5 feet 8 inches

Rihanna Biography

Rihanna Biography on february 20, 1988, Robyn Rihanna Fenty was born in Saint Michael, Barbados. Her parents are Ronald Fenty, the warehouse supervisor, and Monica Fenty, an accountant. Her father is Barbadian, with African, Irish, English, and Scottish ancestry; her mother is Afro-Guyanese. Rihanna's father has two brothers, Rorrey and Rajad Fenty, as well as half-siblings. She was raised in Bridgetown in a three-bedroom cottage and frequently assisted her father with hawking clothing on the streets. Full NameRobyn Rihanna FentyNicknameRiri, Caribbean Queen, The Barbados Babe, Queen Of Pop.PorfessionSingers - Songwriter, Actors, Model, Businesswoman, Fashion Designer.Physical Height Eye Colour Hair Colour 5 feet 8 inches Green Dark Brown, Dyed BlackWeight60 KGDate Of Birth20 February 1988Age36 yearsNet Worth$1.4 billionNationalityBarbadianHometownBridgetown, BarbadosBirthplaceSaint Michael, BarbadosReligionChristianitySchoolCharles F. Broome Memorial Primary School and Combermere SchoolEducational QualificationHigh School Drop OutFavourite FoodCallaloo And Jerk Chicken, Cheese, Gnocchi, and spaghetti .Favourite ColourBlack, Green, Red, PinkFavourite SongOn A Girl Like Me, We Ride,  Davido's Timeless album cut, “UnavailableFavourite ArtistBob MarleyMarital StatusUnmarriedParents Name: Father MotherRonald Fenty Monica Braithwaite Brother SisterRorrey and Rajad Fenty Samantha and Kandy FentyBoyfriend's NameNegus Sealy (2001 - 2003) Chris Brown (2007 - 2013) Josh Hartnett (2007) Drake (2010) Ryan Phillippe (2011 - 2012) Asap Rocky (2013) Karim Benzema (2015)

Rihanna Net Worth

Rihanna Net Worth $1.4 billionis a singer, songwriter, actor, and businesswoman who was born in Barbados. With her current net worth, Rihanna is the world's richest female musician. One of the most well-liked and financially successful musicians working today is Rihanna. Her collaboration with luxury goods company LVMH, through the Fenty Beauty Line, accounts for a significant chunk of her net worth. The brand brings in more than $100 million annually. The alliance is supposedly 50% owned by Rihanna, whose brand is valued between $2 and $3 billion. In addition, she controls 30% of Savage X Fenty, a lingerie company with a $1 billion market cap.

Rihanna Early life

Rihanna Early life On February 20, 1988, Robyn Rihanna Fenty was born in Saint Michael, Barbados. She is Irish, Afro-Guyanese, and Barbadian in origin. Because of her father's alcoholism and crack cocaine addiction, she had a difficult upbringing and turned to music for comfort. She was sent to the United States by American record producer Evan Rogers after he found her in Barbados. There, she recorded demos and signed to Syndicated Rhythm Productions, the production firm owned by Rogers and Carl Sturken.

Rihanna Career

Music Career

Rihanna Music Career Rapper Sean Carter, now known as Jay-Z, who was the CEO of Def Jam Records at the time, heard her tape and encouraged Rihanna to try out for him. In 2004, she was signed right away to a six-album record deal. Her first studio album, "Music of the Sun" (released in August 2005), was produced by a group of producers, including Jay-Z. Shortly afterward, in April 2006, Rihanna released "A Girl like Me," her first album to receive a platinum certification from the RIAA. Positive reviews were given to the 2007 album "Good Girl Gone Bad," whose lead single "Umbrella" sold more than 8 million copies globally. Awards Career

Rihanna Awards among the many honors Rihanna has won over her career are nine Grammy Awards, twelve Billboard Music Awards, thirteen American Music Awards, and eight People's Choice Awards. Six Guinness World Records are also under her belt.

Rihanna Boyfriend

Rihanna and Negus Sealy (2001 - 2003)

Rihanna and Chris Brown (2007 - 2013)

Rihanna and Josh Hartnett (2007)

Rihanna and Drake (2010)

Rihanna and Ryan Phillippe (2011 - 2012)

Rihanna and Asap Rocky (2013)

Rihanna and Karim Benzema (2015)

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Rajad #thuglife

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Az élet a csalódások ösvénye, melyen akadnak gödrök pocsoják. Gyermekiesen belelépsz, hisz ez csak egy kis víz, mely nadrágod szárát áztatná el. De ez, ez több, mint egy kis víz, lelkeden rajad, majd lehúz a mélyre, hol életed csalódásai érnek, hol fájdalmaid kibontakoznak. Nem kell aggódj, ez csak egy kis víz. Mikor már fulladásod közepette tartasz, kilök magából. Kilök az általad jól ismert útra, hol tétován tovább ballagsz. De ez csak egy kis víz, mely lelked falja, marja míg úgy érzed az útvégére teljesen elemészt.

[slammpoetessmurca]

kaja

mul omi mõtteid pole vaja

kui netikiirus üle saja

ja teiste targutuste najal

saan möliseda nagu kaja

ja arutledes samad rajad

käin läbi olen korrutaja

mis kuulen võtan omaks ma ja

oma pead siis ma ei vaja

on teistel meestel uhked majad

veel uhkemad eelarvesajad

küll temad teavad mis on vaja

et paista vägev targutaja

ma olen nende meeste kaja

küll naisi siis mul kaela sajab

mis siis et mõtlen teiste najal

ja aplalt kaasa noogutaja

kes teab see räägib mina kajan

[jeintalu]

KUI EI MEELDI

Kes meie maale tulnud on ja kellel siin ei meeldi – me rajad lahkelt lahti on, jooksku Rootsi, kui ei meeldi.

Kes meie keelt ei kannata, või meie meel ei meeldi – mulk lahti on, las lennata kõik Rootsi, kel ei meeldi.

See maa siin meie kodu on kas meeldib või ei meeldi see teistele, ükskõik see on, sest niikuinii ei meeldi.

[calypso-finale]

Forty.

I have to laugh to myself because I feel I am turning into my mother, not in a bad way but the way I am just dragging Aziel out of the car seat “Raihan, I have a child here. You’re too grown to be acting this way! Now come here and stand with Aziel, hold his hand. I just need to get the bag from the back” kicking the door shut, I have hired a car while I am back here in LA for a while “I am not doing anything, I just touched him” dragging Aziel back up, he wants to go on the floor, he doesn’t like that I am holding him “come on Aziel” Raihan wrapped his arms around him “don’t pick him up, he won’t like it, follow me to the trunk” walking off to get the stuff out, my mother had the baby and I am happy for her. Well I am happy for them, they had a beautiful baby girl, another girl on the team. I know my dad is over the moon, he loves being a girl dad so much. It took him so long to get used to being a boy dad, I think he enjoys the sensitivity, but he enjoys that “look at that Aziel, you can hold the balloon, look at that” holding the balloon to him, Aziel wants to run, he wants to do everything I don’t want him to do but this has his attention “there you go baby, don’t let it go. I have spare balloons. I just know his ass will end up letting it go “Raihan get the rest of the balloons for me thank you” grabbing the bags, I have to go all out for my baby sister now, I went shopping and got lots of stuff for her “everything is pink” Raihan complained “she’s a girl, not a boring boy” pressing the button so the trunk can close “don’t think so” I did a little run and grabbed Aziel’ arm “mommy no!” he spat, he loves saying mommy now, one thing about my son he will tell me no now. The word no is a word he knows I hate “do not no me!” I spat, making my way to the hospital. Letting Aziel arm go as we got inside “thank you” I smiled at the nurse holding the door open to us “can I push the button on the elevator!?” Raihan asked “you can” if I didn’t have all these things plus staring at Aziel and what he is doing I would have pressed it my damn self “I really think it should have been a boy Rylee, we are outnumbered” Raihan is really taking it hard “you got Aziel, he is a pain. Is that what you want?” stepping into the elevator “maybe!” he spat, he loves to just be a pain like my own son “Aziel! You do not walk off, in here now” he turned to me and then made his way back over “thank you” this boy will do everything else.

My uncles are here “the gang is here” Rajad said “yes, the gang is. Can you open the door for me please” he smiled reaching over and opening the door “in here, come” Rajad pointed, Aziel ran inside with the balloon he so carefully took care of “thanks” I smiled “it’s big A!” my dad spat “awww they have come” walking into the room, momo is so frail. She is really getting on “sit down” I said to her “hey momo” leaning to her, kissing her cheek “Aziel! Here, now! Give hug!” I spat, Aziel just ran to my dad, he saw the goal and thought forget everyone, I am seeing my pawpaw “dad” my dad grinned and wrapped his arm around me “good seeing you” I grinned “thank you” I huffed out walking to my mom “you look exhausted, how are you? Oh wow, that’s her” looking in the crib “she is big, but reminds me already of you. You was perfect” I pulled a face “was huh, oh and Raihan is feeling a little sad so yeah” kissing my mom’ cheek “you didn’t need to bring me anything, yourselves were fine” smiling at her “got to spoil my sister now” stepping back “why sister mom?” Raihan said “Raihan, come here. You will always be my baby” looking in the corner to put the gifts away, she has already got a lot, I am glad they are both safe and happy.

Watching Aziel, he keeps wanting to pull the cables out “who got his ears done?” momo asked “erm, Oakley. He came home and I was like huh, and then he said he did it” she pulled a face “did he not ask you, what if you didn’t want that?” I shrugged “it doesn’t bother me, I was something I would have done eventually but he just did it, I don’t mind it” momo waved me off “being too kind, also he is going to be a handful. Trust me, I know how you was, you need to put your foot down and I am not joking” smiling as I looked away “I know, so how was the birth mom. Aziel, come to mom” I don’t want him to go near momo, she is picking on things for no reason “it went easy, as soon as I got to the hospital I gave birth straight away, so that was good for me. I am content now” she says that but she will come up with something “that’s good, least you can be there for this one” it just came out of my mouth, like I don’t know where it came from either “ok Rylee” my mom said “sorry” I laughed awkwardly, maybe I should just shut up “I was always there for you so I don’t know what that is about, you was always there on my hip” nodding my head “I will be forty and this child will be going into her twenties” shaking my head “that is still not your problem Rylee, you don’t need with us, clearly my kids are leaving the nest, and hopefully we don’t die, don’t want to burden you” picking Aziel and placing him on my lap “whatever” staring at the baby, I hate being grown. I wish I wasn’t grown, I wish I was still that kid, I feel like I didn’t have a childhood because I was either being there for my siblings or living in the public eye “you’re feeling a little sensitive?” momo said “somewhat” I just said.

Aziel fell asleep luckily, he was fighting it, but he fell asleep in my arms “what is wrong with you? Like you was ok and now you’re upset with me?” clearing my throat “nothing just that, it sucks being the oldest that is all” my mom just shook her head “it’s life, either you was going to be the oldest or Ti, but it doesn’t matter really does it because you both are healthy and happy, you think this new baby will what? Change something” I shrugged, my dad came up at the side of me “you still my original baby” and that is it, that is all I needed to hear to set me off “oh Rylee” my mom spat “it’s nothing” moving away from my dad “that is why you’re crying, talk to me” he sat on the side of the chair “you feel we are going to forget you? What is it?” I sniffled shaking my head “reminds me of when we had Ti and you cried, don’t worry she won’t steal your toys” looking up at my dad “shut up” I said trying to not laugh, he is so stupid “feeling sensitive?” he wants to know of course “just feel sad ok” my dad never stops “I am ok” I rather they leave me alone because I will get over it “you know we always will love you, don’t feel that way” now my mom is starting “please” I just said, I want them to both stop because I am just feeling sensitive, I will get over it.

Tianna has been blowing up my phone and for what, I’ve been busy crying about this new baby, and I don’t know why, maybe I needed the attention “bitch what?” I finally answered “where the fuck have you been, you not heard the track Oakley has put out? And about you?” My face dropped “huh?” I said, “you’re joking, how do you know it’s me?” She’s assuming now “who else broke his heart? Literally got released and I heard it, I was like oh please, then he had an interview or whatever. You can watch it yourself” he wouldn’t do that “what does he say?” I can’t believe this “chile, the opening thing is literally him saying you said that pussy mine, so why you let it go, you’re such a hoe” my mouth fell open “he said about fucking that opp thot and he don’t even know why he did it, he is talking a lot of shit in it. I will send you the interview, he doesn’t say much but come on. He is speaking on you. We all know he is, now they all speaking on you. I thought you would have known” she is acting like I haven’t been keeping myself quiet “not really, I just parted ways with Brian” Ti snorted laughing “well it went from obsessed with you to you’re such a hoe” I don’t want to even know right now “how is mom anyways?” now she asks “just fine, why don’t you call mom yourself. Bitch, send me the interview. I am going to cuss that bastard out, what a dick” how could he do that to me, speak on me like that.

I can’t even deny this isn’t about me, that is so fucking rude. Tapping on the video “you must be very heartbroken to make a song like this?” the interviewer said “I don’t do heartbreak, I don’t do love” he is such a liar “so these lyrics do not corelate to your life?” he shook his head “just made it, nothing to connect anyone too” he is lying through it all “so this song isn’t about a certain ex right?” watching Oakley, he is so serious “then I am disrespecting the mother of my child, so no” oh he is lying so bad “ok, ok. Well these lyrics are very cutting, so you don’t do love. Why is that? I mean there will be a lot of people able to connect with this” he is a dick “I don’t do love” he just said “hit it and quit it” he chuckled “I could say that but then I had a baby” he chuckled, taking the video off. Getting up from the chair, tapping on his number. He is wrong for that, he is now denying that it has anything to do with me “yo” stepping out of the room “you’re foul” I said “for?” I hate that he is acting dumb “that song is about me and it’s not fucking nice Oakley” it’s rude “I didn’t say it was you, you’re assuming it” he mumbled “who is the opp you fucked?” he laughed “why can’t you accept I am sorry and that I made a mistake” he really can’t accept that “so did I” he said before he disconnected the call, I breathed out, a mixture of wanting to cry or just screaming out “you not coming back in?” my dad asked “your best friend made a song about me” let’s see if my dad is ok with this “I asked him about it already, he said no. I haven’t heard it, also Rylee I don’t want to be in involved in your shit, you got yourself in it” my dad walked off.

Walking back into the room and the first thing I see is my son crying “why is he crying?” I said as he ran over to me “how about you stop leaving him, he’s upsetting the baby too” my mom said, picking him up “but who upset him? Ssshhh it’s ok” my mom looked at Monica “well nobody has the right to be upsetting my son, so what I left him in the room, I left him with his grandparents, his family. Don’t act like I did wrong, that is just stupid” rubbing his back “nobody is saying that but I have just given birth, I don’t need him running around” shaking my head “what the fuck ever, I am going anyways” grabbing his changing bag “I don’t want you to go” this family is annoying “you got the new addition, congratulations, god bless. I will take my son and go” I can’t be dealing with this when I have my own shit, I need to see North anyways, she did call me “you can be so childish” walking out of the room, my dad has his new child now “are you going?” Imani asked “yes, not staying with the happy family” she let out an oh “can I come? Please” nodding my head “sure, why not” Imani has had enough of them too, this isn’t just me.

[pickled-paintbrush]

I was originally planning to tidy and shade this, but I unfortunately don’t have it in me to do that right now. My OCs are still cute though. 

[daluazz]

Rajad has this kind face but can kill you with a glance