an equal opportunity eater.
Taking the neurosis out of food, one meal at a time.
Friday, July 31, 2009
A friend of mine used to regale me with her stories of Brazil: the beaches, the parties, the people. One memorable evening she hosted a Brazilian dinner, and in her apartment we feasted on the complex Brazilian signature dish, feijoada. I don't remember if she served this cocktail, the caiparinha, made with sugar cane alcohol, called cachaca. But it, too, embodies Brazil.