If you just want the recipe, scroll down. Otherwise, take a journey with me to Lisbon as I recollect the first time I met this soup. What’s a secret dinner? Our city team leader, Gonçalo was an amateaur cook. He really was an artist and photographer. His quiet, disheveled demeanor is intriguing in an artist.… Continue reading Açorda à Alentejana (Portuguese Bread and Garlic Soup with Cilantro)
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Caldo Verde: Portuguese kale soup
Caldo Verde Pao com choriço Literally meaning, “green soup,” this famous homestyle soup is made with potatoes, sausage, and strung with kale like confetti. Because I found the particular Portuguese sausage “linguica” hard to find, I substituted choriço instead. (Choriço is not the same as Mexican chorizo. Portuguese choriço is dried and fully cooked like… Continue reading Caldo Verde: Portuguese kale soup
Embracing discomfort: confessions of a 30-something year old
Embrace change Much, if not all of our fear and suffering stems around resisting change. Loosing the approval of my parents, and loosing my supportive grandmother taught me that. I didn’t know choosing my lifestyle would be so frowned upon by my parents. And I didn’t know that in traveling the world I would lose… Continue reading Embracing discomfort: confessions of a 30-something year old
Embracing discomfort: confessions of a 30-something year old
Embrace change Much, if not all of our fear and suffering stems around resisting change. Loosing the approval of my parents, and loosing my supportive grandmother taught me that. I didn’t know choosing my lifestyle would be so frowned upon by my parents. And I didn’t know that in traveling the world I would lose… Continue reading Embracing discomfort: confessions of a 30-something year old
Confessions of a recovering digital nomad
It’s been 5 months since my adventure around the world ended. My feelings since being back home have been quite lackluster. After the homecoming feelings subsided, most things have felt overinflated. My smiles at times seem forced, but they come back full swing when I look back at past travel photos. Thanks google for all… Continue reading Confessions of a recovering digital nomad