Sometimes, it doesn’t get better than a greasy cheeseburger with tots, covered with everything. Oh, and a giant Chocolate Coke. ‘Murica.[Yes, I said chocolate coke. Try it.]
I’m lazy. I’m also very easily distracted. I want to get on this again and start posting. Let’s hope I can be a little more vigilant this time…
Banana split from Beaches and Cream and Disney’s Beach Resort. Plus a brownie.
Brazilian Pizza. Chicken with corn, onions, and catupiry cheese. And Calabresa. It’s kind of like pepperoni.
Pastels. They’re kind of like giant eggrolls. Deep fried, golden brown, filled with ground beef, or cheese, or ham, cheese and tomato. It’s a good thing.
The Brazilian breakfast of champions. Pan-seared with plenty of butter. Simple, yet delicious.
In Minas Gerais, Brazil — AKA Cheese Paradise. Poços de Caldas market. Apparently to make the best cheese, you have to be inside the crater of an old, dead volcano.
A fruit stand in the Central Market, São Paulo, Brazil.
Toppings displayed in the window of a pizzeria in Brazil.