tale of the acquired taste

i didn´t receive any instructions on how to approach the subject matter, but i'll try to keep myself within what i consider to be part of it...

it seems to be a natural process, natural in the sense of it being quite common, that as a person grows older and sleeves fall short under his wrists, tastebuds would ripe and belittle all that once might have been said to be pure flavour delight. suddenly sweet sickens and bitter captivates. well, not exactly suddenly. it usually happens within a long lingering process that is aging.

can we consider that our minds and our tastebuds grow together? we better not. just as we learn along the way, not even the maturing process can happen on its own.

still, sometimes it just takes a subtle movement, a gentle touch. sooo much easier than just maturing...

to me, it did: couple of years ago, i took "another first attempt" on blue cheeses. their smell just made me sick. this time, in delicious italian bread and with some olive oil drizzled on top of it, it just seemed like perfection.

i didn't need to do anything to start appreciating it. it just dawned on me. usually, maturing seems to be harder. but then, it were probably my tastebuds who were different.

still, just as life might seem too hard to take it all and get it together, i love to engorge myself on those simple sweet tastes occasionally, just as if i would hide under my mother's wings.

so sweet...

New drink! OSAKE with COFFEE!

I was not certain if i could post about drinks here also, but ive made such a discovery i had to show you all guys. Sorry if im doing it wrong.

I probably was not the first one to find this mixture, but when it happened i was enlightened by what must be one of my most great fortuitous happenings:

THE SAKE WITH COFFEE!

1/4 cold coffee (in this case it was also old coffee)
3/4 cold sake
2 ice cubes

This is supposed to be a deeply refreshing drink, so you shouldnt be worried about the cubes melting, they are supposed to do so. Just mix them altogether and you have your very fresh TEEN DRINK.

I know it doesnt look like a good idea, but i swear it is incredible. Im drinking it right now and it is outrageously great. One of the goodest bad ideas i have ever head.

Definitely a FBI: False Bad Idea.

The very first time i heard about carbonara was in Lucas Uriartes houses. That was a very brazilian student house, divided by four guys (my good friend Francisco de Oliveira lived there too), a noncutted florest in the garden and some dirty dishes into the sink. The house used to host good dinners, and i was the principal cook guest.

But this time i was only guest. It was saturday and Lucas called me to join him to a carbonara. I didnt know what itwas. My family is a very italian family in São Paulo, but my grandma uses to cook lasagnas, and my mother, strogonoff. So, there i was, my friend cooking something i was suspicius of.

It was delicous, of course, and I cooked some other carbonaras at home. But i ended up forgeting this nice and quickcooking meal. Them, last week Tamya Moreira was here in Berlin with me, and we received Laura Françoso and other two brazilian girls for a tourday. Well, i was the guide, thus we didnt know anywhere to eat in the center of the city. Them we saw a Valpiano and we went there. Italian fast food prepared for unpolited german guys, Valpiano seems to be the first italian restaurant worldwide. Ok, what you must know is that i eat a carbonara there, good one. But,it isnt really any kind of new, eating italian fastfood with young brazilian girls in berlin.

BUT, i was talking to Lee Alum, my korean friend, and she said, Oh why dont we cook a carbonara? What? Is carbonara some kind of international teen food?

I have no answer. I dont know much about carbonara. Mine goes with bacon, milkcream, cheese and eggs, and id rather it with penne.

What i learned is that i have always to have these ingredients at home, some friend cou,d ever go for a quick lunch visiting, so its good to have something to prepair for them, fastcooking, smellcooking and teencooking. When are you coming?

Microwave eggs.

Hi, you all. I was invited to share my experiences to you and maybe make it a greater word for us who enjoy food as it is: food. Ill tell you maybe my most successful achievement when concerning teen food.

This happened because i started studying french with a friend of mine and we would have to eat together before or after the classes. We enjoyed eating eggs, but there was something a little bit off in preparing them. Maybe it wasnt as fast and simple as it should be for a snack. Then i had the idea. It has become a method since them, but i remember very well when i decided to try it first. Here is the recipe:

2 eggs
Moutarde de dijon
Olive oil or butter (i dont remember what was the first version of it)
Small amount of salt
Chawan (a little bowl)
Microwave oven

The idea is quite simple and i was amazed to be the ""first"" (probably not the first) to think about it. You get your chawan (later i discovered that its more safe to use a glass bowl, like those you eat sucrilhos on, because the heat can be harmful to chawans) and you put a little bit of olive oil (or melted butter) and some mustard on it, just making a fine layer on it. Then you get both eggs and break them and put them over it, topping it with a little bit of salt. You put it in the microwave (amount of time will vary a lot depending on your own machine and i must stress that you should cover it with some kinf of protection, as sometimes it tends to make some pops), then, when it is ready (the white part of the egg must be hard-boiled), you can take it out of the mold, over a plate or even a slice of bread.

It looks fantastic and tastes fantastic and is as teen as it can get. My friend has been marveled by this recipe and has made it for his father and mother and they are now also microwave eggs eaters.

I hope you all do enjoy this recipe and my experience with teen food.

I write about garlic. Have you ever realized that garlic is the most unjusticed food in our modern time? At least in brazil, if you wanna mean someone smells bad, you say someone has garliced mouth.

Ive just drunk some garlic tea, and this is one of the most tasted teas i have ever tried. It is sweet, wet, and Joao told me it fights against the cold i have.

Reading Anthony Bourdain. He says garlic is one of the most important things in goodrestaurants kitchens. And so in mine.

But remember, i dont talk about this smashed things my mother likes to buy in the market. I talk about a fresh one, which one i prefer to be in the frigthen with skin and not cutted at all. After some minutes,it becomes pure, a scenty one, nice texture, nice smell, perfect taste.

This is something that may increase our food very very easy, to try new things with garlic, to combinate it with butter and with red, purple, onion.

Next time i hear, You have garliced mouth, maybe id be happy.

ALMOÇO em 3 partes e aproximadamente 7 janelas v.1.1 from Ricardo Miyada

Once i was watching No Reservation, by Anthony Bourdain, and the guest, David Chang, said he likes chicken nuggets. Bourdain says, Oh thats low, and Chang replies, Its low, but i like it with the sauce that it comes with.

Fresh tomatoes with nuggests = Teenfood?

Ok, so here im again, in europe. I have just came to eat a really Teenfood: fusili with butter and hareng fillet in bin, with moustard sauce... I boiled the pasta and then put it, dried, above the butter. At the top, the hareng, cold. Thats where it begins. Before in this week i cooked the same dish, but M was in the kichen. M is a very british guy. He told me: you should warm the hareng, then i said, no thats ok i like this way. And he answered: oh you LIKE this way?

So, this blog is about a conflict of generations? Not at all, i think, but it can maybe pass thru it. Why cannot i like to be simple and quick into the kitchen? What if i like to eat industrial goods? Would it be better to buy fresh fish and do the sauce by myself with fresh things? For sure! But not now!

Last year i was at the Rovaniemis art Museo, and there i met some photos of Maria Kausalaien. They were the best pieces in the museum, and i would like to take some of that in a book to brazil. So i went to the museum store and ask for the exhibition book or any book with her jobs. The miss laught of me, saying, She is too young. Ok so, im young, maybe i should not publish this. Well, how it sings Molly Nilsson, We are young in old cities.

I dont know what this blog is going to be, but id like to discuss how can we make some Teenfood.