Bao-Bao is Good
Now, let’s say that I don’t know how to write it, and maybe in some other languages it means something totally different (ehm, you don’t want me to write it). But I have to admit that I never ate so much in a dinner, just to make a dinner… no wedding, celebrations, whatever important occasion.
Leo said: “I would like to cook for you”, Guga said: “My place!”, we said: “Burp…” after.
And so it was. We started with a good glass of caipirina. Just to feel a bit more in Brazil, since none of us was wearing a swimsuit and since outside we reached the tropical temperature of 15 degrees. Then, 2 full pots of Bao Bao, which means beans, tomato, rice, shrimps, other good stuff, all mixed inside… The result was devastating. I wasn’t able to stop eating, but then I was so much in need of lubrication (could you pass me some wine, please?)… and as dessert, fine chocolates from Amsterdam. Irresistible. Can you see our bellys from the pictures? 
No need to say, my sleep was populated of weird dreams…
