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foooood in china

sweetness is superficial!

kumquats!

“It is difficult not to love: the kumquat is like a tidy orange. You get the punch of zest and sweetness without a lot of drippy juice.” (from the new york times:)

i had never heard of kumquats before coming to china – and the reason i picked them up in the supermarket was because i mistaken them with little oranges. but as soon as i got home and started pealing one, i knew these little guys were no ordinary citrus.

so i waited for my chinese lesson to ask the teacher about them. it turns out, you can eat just the peal, which is sweet, or eat them whole, by chewing chewing chewing (this instructive video shows how to eat a kumquat).

the inside is unexpectedly tart for those of us expecting mini-oranges (but not too tart), so you really need to chew a bit to get the flavours mixed and get the best combination.

“The size and shape of a large olive, the kumquat is like an orange in reverse, with a sweet skin and tart pulp. So you don’t have to peel the kumquat; you simply eat the entire fruit. Thus its brilliance.”
(from the same article)

indeed!

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geek

declutter away!

at the time of the previous implementation of this website, the choice of CMS was motivated by paralel projects envolving joomla… but joomla soon turned out to be a little naughty monster, that i kept trying to tame. our relationship grew in the premisses of tweaks and workarounds, half-working modules and whatnots…

but my patience for such things has run out a long time ago. so today, with p. in charge of the php/mysql migration front and me on the design side, we moved the blog from joomla to wordpress. i would have anticipated lots of problems, but the whole thing went rather smoothly, and the website looks pretty much the same.

to me though, it feels so different! finally i have proper categories, tags, rss feeds that don’t have encoding problems, a spam filter for comments, clean urls, etc etc etc.

horray!

ps – i’m not sure for how long the feeds will hold, so feed readers should update their feed to feed://meiadeleite.com/feed. sorry about that.

ps2 – if you find any problems, let me know :)

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in the netherlands

chocolate with coconut and banana topping

miss v

like my grand grandpa used to say, “sweet things never made me bitter!” :D

(from our xmas party, 2 years ago in groningen. more sweetness and nostalgie, on flickr).

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geek

search queries.

i was browsing the search queries that arrive at meiadeleite.com (always entertaining) and stumbling upon the strangest phrases:

* desenho tenda de indios
* how to make leite creme
* porque as mulheres tem vontade de ser mae (…)
* o que significa i need a hug? (oh dear…)
* dor no ombro
* dimicina pills
* so so in portuguese (lol)
* mulheres podem dar leite sem estar gravida (and a lot of variations of that! :S)

…and then comes p.: “where are you checking that?”.
“awstats”, i said. off he goes to check his own stats. i was guessing “postcrossing guy” or something like that would come up first. nops. instead, “nude pumpkin race” does, way ahead any other queries.

and check this out, for that query, his site comes even before nakedpumpkinrun.org on google! now that’s classy! :D

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in portugal

não sei o que é mais triste. se a precariedade de um país a recibos verdes, se o deixar-andar de quem está nessa situação e não tem coragem de lá sair.

olhem para nós. estamos aqui há 7 meses. com contractos de trabalho. com impostos pagos. com o almoço pago. com seguro de saúde. com férias, bónus e regalias. onde somos apreciados pelo trabalho que fazemos. a ganhar suficientemente bem para pensarmos em investir noutras coisas, em viajar, em virar freelancers. (o mindthisgap tem mais exemplos como o nosso).

não, nada disto foi sorte. foram escolhas construídas.

eu percebo que nalguns casos estes cenários não são possíveis. há família, há a idade, há profissões difíceis de encaixar noutros contextos.

mas e nos outros casos, como os das pessoas da minha idade, recém-licenciadas, que se sujeitam assim, durante anos? porque é que não saem daí?

expliquem-me lá esse amor à pátria que vos atraiçoa, que eu sinceramente, já não percebo.