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20 julho 2010

Peanut butter cookies

As the title suggest today i'm going to talk about cookies. Not only about cookies but also Canadian food. I'm definitely not familiar with canadian food; perhaps because i don't even know what is their proper food.
I asked my hostmother if she could teach me how to make a really good canadian food. Actually it came before, my first idea was to learn how to make cookies, chocolate ones. Then she told me that she didn't have any chocolate chips nevertheless we could bake something easier like with peanut butter.
So that's the all history about those cookies. Not all, maybe. I also had the idea inspired on those little and delicious looking cookies that i've seen in grocery stores.
Another thing is...
starbucks' frappuccino is AMAZING.
(i tried the coffee one)

19 julho 2010

Memô, my friendly moose.


First of all let me introduce you my new friend Memo (and he's a moose, of course). Today i was searching for suvenirs at Eaton Centre, somethings that i would like to bring to Brazil. I went in three different stores. One of them had those beautiful cute, tiny and expensive objects. Actually none of all three was really cheap. Similar to Memo were others "toys" like a black bear and a white bear... also squirrels. The thing is that a moose seems to represent Canada more than the others i think, so i bought the moose one.

Besides Memo i bought a Maple Syrup bottle in form of leaf (which is cool), a beautiful Canadian T-shirt that i'm going to travel wearing it. For today was just it. :)

Now i have to enjoy my last week in T'rono.
(so saaad)

17 julho 2010

Interchange


Living in Toronto is one of the best things that have ever happened to me in the last few years. I’ve made some friends of different parts of the world (Korea, Poland, Mexico, Venezuela, Brazil, Japan, Switzerland, France etc.) and it is absolute amazing because when you’re focused on you own culture you actually can’t see the others with the right eyes. The experience of meeting people and living their culture is definitely unforgettable.

I should talk a little more about the Canadians. It is really interesting because before I came here I had no idea in terms of food, people, music, sports, specific words and all these things. I think the reason is like we know about American (U.S.) people on TV, movies, blá, blá. On the other hand, Canadians, well, they speak English but could you distinguish Canadians and U.S. people just by hearing them speaking in English. Before, I would say “Oh, ‘gringo’ maybe from U.S.” If the accent were strong they probably were from England and so on.

On my second day here I tried their Maple Syrup and it’s like a candy, honey, but extracted from Maple tree. A Maple tree is that one with a cute leaf that is on Canada’s flag. It has a delicious taste when you put on toasted bread, also toasted bread with peanut butter (commonly seen in movies). Peanut Butter is not as sweet as I thought. As the description goes around food, perhaps we have in Brazil, but I didn’t experiment before, the tomato juice is really good! Water in restaurants is for free… the reason may be on the fact that you can get (for drink) water in your own sink.

I was able to tell you guys more. Now i've seen that is too much for one day, so i'll come with others things later...

24 junho 2010

Less than two days


Um pouco de ansiedade, um pouco de medo, um pouco de tudo. Afinal, estou me aventurando em país estrangeiro e ainda por cima sozinha. Creio que ao final de tudo vou querer repetir a dose, então, o ideal mesmo é tentar aproveitar todo e cada momento. Se der a doida vai que eu fico de vez por lá, né? (Brincadeira, claro.)

"Something is about to give
I can feel it coming
I think I know what it is
I'm not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to live
And when I'm flat on my back
I hope to feel like I did"
Kite, U2

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