In Brazil the coffee is hot and the beer, oh, so cold!
It is hard to write about something you don’t understand – hard to mold the words into a clearcut, finite meaning about something that seems indescribable and infinite.
In my two-person, Finnish-Brazilian household, we are trying to bring our cultures closer together by cooking and learning each other’s languages. In practice, this means that more than once we have had rabanada, a Brazilian Christmas treat, for breakfast, and enjoyed it while trying to get through the Finnish system of declension – which is no feast I can assure you. I do my linguistic part by watching Brazilian films, and reminiscing my French, Latin and Spanish lessons – finally growing up as a nerd is paying off!
It had been quite a while since my last breakfast extravaganza, so the result was doubly enjoyable when, by accident, I happened to prepare a delicatessen that was enjoyed by the ancient Romans.
Recently I have been into simple flavours in cooking, trying to source the freshest and most flavoursome ingredients in Dublin. How I see cooking, especially during the hot summer months, is that the simpler you keep it, for both flavour and nutrition, the better.