{"id":1633,"date":"2013-09-05T10:23:19","date_gmt":"2013-09-05T08:23:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/damiengaleone.com\/?p=1633"},"modified":"2013-09-05T10:35:20","modified_gmt":"2013-09-05T08:35:20","slug":"the-revenge-of-burcak","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/damiengaleone.com\/?p=1633","title":{"rendered":"The Revenge of Bur\u010d\u00e1k"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Burcak\"<\/a>There\u2019s that certain something in the air. Whether you\u2019re a summer or autumn person, it\u2019s hard to deny that autumn in the Czech Republic carries a wonderful feel with it. The sky is either rainy and moist or crisp and blue, the leaves are starting to change and, to the male population\u2019s chagrin, the women have started wearing more clothing.<\/p>\n

Still, whether you are mourning the end of summer or celebrating the beginning of autumn, there is bur\u010d\u00e1k to help you along.<\/p>\n

Bur\u010d\u00e1k is a partially fermented wine. So wine makers take a batch of young wine just after the grapes have been crushed, add sugar, and let it ferment a bit. The result is something that tastes like a mixture of fruit juice, Sprite, and purple\u2026if purple had a taste. And since it\u2019s young wine it\u2019s alcohol content is only about 5%.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s also available in yellow.<\/p>\n

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September in the Czech Republic sees a lot of bur\u010d\u00e1k festivals. They feature stands with arts and crafts, cakes, and jewelry. There are stands with a thousand varieties of cheese (Eidam) so close to cured meats that a vegan would lose their minds\u2026well, the part of their minds still not addled from the neurological disorder which led them to become vegan in the first place. There are bands, games, and loads of people out welcoming autumn with booze.<\/p>\n

I love this country.<\/p>\n

But why the \u2018revenge\u2019 of bur\u010d\u00e1k, you ask? Yes, that\u2019s because it keeps fermenting in your stomach. So as you pound glass after glass of purple, I mean, bur\u010d\u00e1k, it continues to ferment in your tummy, eventually peeking at about 13%, or the alcohol content of a normal, mature wine.<\/p>\n

Gotcha!<\/p>\n

A bur\u010d\u00e1k buzz sneaks up on you like a purple criminal and slowly pounds euphoria into the back of your head. It slowly removes your inhibitions, gently suggesting that things like dancing, singing, and fire-eating are reasonable activities. It devolves your oral competency (see below: Fuck Man), leaving you a grinning smacked ass with purple stained lips.<\/p>\n

And this explains why I remember the beginning of bur\u010d\u00e1k festivals, but I don\u2019t remember the end of bur\u010d\u00e1k festivals. From the last festival, I remember a lot of potatoes, a wheel of cheese, and a mustached fat man cutting ham off a bone and slapping it in front of me on a plastic plate. Then, in a show of chubby man solidarity (and following The Chubby Brethren Decree of 1991 which states that when in power of fatty foods, one fat man must show prejudice in favor of another fat man) he heaved another hunk of ham on my plate as we saluted each other, all to the angry gawks of the skinny fools around us.<\/p>\n

Then there was eating ham and pounding bur\u010d\u00e1k in a grassy field, and then being joined by a smiley, purple-mouthed teenager whose ability to speak English had been reduced to conjugating the word fuck<\/i>.<\/p>\n

What\u2019s your name?<\/p>\n

Fucking fuckingly fuck!<\/p>\n

Where are you from?<\/p>\n

Fuckers\u2026fucking fucks.<\/p>\n

Do you have a lighter?<\/p>\n

Fucking. Fuckly. Fuckers.<\/p>\n

Nem\u00e1te zapalova\u010d? Do you have a lighter?<\/i><\/p>\n

Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Good (we look on hopefully)\u2026.Fucking.<\/p>\n

After Fuck Man (de facto title), I think that festival ended in a casino for a few rounds of roulette. Though I can\u2019t recall the actual moments during which I played 9, 26, and 0 to excess, I woke up with an empty wallet and an angry gastrointestinal system. More revenge of bur\u010d\u00e1k.<\/p>\n

If you see me at a festival this autumn, look closely. If I have purple stained lips, a spaced out look, and a plate full of meat, just assume that I am celebrating the beginning of autumn, mourning the end of the season of the bikini, and awaiting revenge.<\/p>\n

And talk to me later.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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