Take just about everything you think you know about Brazil
and put it to one side – save it for summer.
Winter in Brazil – or at least in the south – takes on a completely
different style. Gone are the trips to
the beach, nights spent trying to keep cool, walking around in shorts and
t-shirt, now we have Festa Junina, nights spent under half a dozen blankets and
wearing jumpers and jackets to sit around the house. You don’t need to spend much time in the
South of Brazil to see some cultural differences with the rest of Brazil, but
when June arrives, these cultural differences come through even more.
I’ve already written about how bloody cold it gets here, so
I won’t dwell on it, although the weather is far from predictable. At the beginning of June, the overnight
temperatures were reaching 0°C, although it has since become somewhat milder
with daytime highs around 24°C and night-time lows around 10°C. All well and good, but I’m waiting for
temperatures to plummet again, this winter has been too easy so far!
A pinha, full of pinhões |
One of the first signs of the approaching winter is the
availability of pinhões in the supermarkets and by the side of the roads. Even before the start of the season, a pinhão
hysteria takes over Paraná and people start counting down, licking their lips
in anticipation. You may recall me
writing about these seeds and how I wasn’t altogether very impressed. Well, as I suspected, they are an acquired
taste and after a month or so, I appear to have acquired that taste, to the
point where I am now a firm believer in selecting the best pinhões, as opposed
to simply scooping a load into a bag!
Once winter arrives, there is another culinary shift. The customary light evening meal (usually
breads, salami, cheese, maybe some salad) is replaced by more warming fare,
typically soups. One popular soup is sopa de agnoline. This is a soup that was brought to Brazil by
Italian immigrants and consists of stuffed pasta (agnoline or cappelletti) – a
bit like dumplings – in a thin, watery broth with pieces of chicken. I might not be selling this very well, but it
is very tasty and just what you need on a cold winter evening! Again, this is a dish that the locals take
very seriously, I’ve lost count of the number of people who have asked me
whether I’ve tried sopa de agnoline!
So you’ve munched on a pinhão or three (probably accompanied
by chimarrão), had a filling dinner of sopa de agnoline and now you’re hiding
under a blanket in the living room, trying to get warm. What you need is a good, warming drink. Forget coffee at this time of night, you’re
looking for quentão. Quentão (literally
translated, means big warm) is essentially mulled wine (or glühwein or vin
chaud if you prefer.) The preparation is
slightly different to European varieties of the drink, and usually consists of
red wine (the cheap and nasty stuff you would never normally drink), sugar, ginger,
cinnamon and cloves. It is sometimes
served with gemada – raw egg yolks beaten with sugar – making it thick and
sweet. In São Paulo, quentão is made
using cachaça (and no gemada), but I have not yet tried this, and the quentão I
previously described is called vinho quente (literally, hot wine.)
A popcorn cake at the church hall in Pato Branco |
On 26th June (Sunday) in Pato Branco, a large
Italian lunch was organised by the church, in the massive hall across the road
from the church – part of two weeks of festivities for Festa de São Pedro, St
Peter’s Feastival, the patron saint of Pato Branco. As well as the triangular flags of festa
junina, the hall was decorated in red, white and green and filled with long
tables. The food was typical of Italian
food at the time of mass emigration to Brazil (North Americans call it
family-style), but with a Brazilian twist.
The tables were called to the hot buffet stations one at a time to load
up with pasta, salad, polenta, chicken and pork, although there were warnings
not to take too much, you can always go back for more! The lunch was finished off by a selection of
cakes and sweets for purchase.
Italian lunch, showing one of the queues for food and the rows of tables |
Choosing meat for the barbecue |
On the day of the barbecue, the fires are lit in the rows of
barbecues and the hundreds of skewers are lined up to roast. The numbers on the car tags identify which barbecue
they will go to and aid you in finding it.
Dozens of people attending the barbecues, keeping the fires going and
ensuring the meat is well cooked. At
midday, the enclosure is packed with people as half of the city turns out to
collect their meat and take it home for lunch.
After the Festa de São Pedro, the festivities start to die
down in Pato Branco, with the occasional Festa Junina and Julina (Festa Junina
in July – Julho in Portuguese) popping up here and there, but very
infrequently. The city settles back into
its normal rhythms and people wait for the winter holidays. Of course this typically refers to schools,
where the last two weeks of July are holidays (also a welcome break for
teachers!) During this time, people
either head north to escape the cold, or venture further south to get
colder! There are two cities in
particular that are very popular at this time of year; Gramado and Canela, in
Rio Grande do Sul. These two cities lie
in the Serra Gaúcha mountains and are only 9km (6 miles) apart. In winter, temperatures can drop below 0°C
leading to hard frost and snow is not uncommon.
In addition to getting a taste of winter, these cities are popular for
the beautiful countryside in which they sit, the Bavarian inspired
architecture, chocolatiers and artisan shops.
Gramado is next on my list to visit, more on that later!
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