Dia de Sao Martinho/ St. Martin’s day

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Hoje e dia de S. Martinho e em Portugal, celebra-se o Magusto. Um pouco por todo o lado, come-se castanhas, bebe-se jeropiga e salta-se a fogueira. Mais uma daquelas datas em que me saberia pela vida estar em casa. Nem sempre comemorei este dia mas gostei sempre de comemora-lo. Por aqui, as castanhas encontram-se em alguns supermercados mas arrisco-me a dizer que a um preco bastante inflaccionado. Jeropiga, e claro, nem ve-la. Do que sinto falta e dos seroes a volta da mesa, em que a comida acompanha a conversa e a noite prolonga-se por entre prazeres culinarios e a(s) companhia(s) que tanta falta me faz(em). Em Portugal, e dia de Sao Martinho e com ele, as temperaturas amenas, proprias da epoca. Portugal faz-me falta.

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Os bebados ou Festejando Sao Martinho/The Drunks or Celebrating St. Martin’s Day, Jose Malhoa, 1907

 

Today is St. Martin’s day, and in Portugal we celebrate the Magusto. Everywhere, people eat chestnuts,  drink jeropiga and jump up bonfires. This is another one of those dates that I would love to be at home. I haven’t always celebrated it but I always liked to do it. Here, I can find chestnuts in some supermarkets but I venture to say that at a very inflated price. Jeropiga, of course, I won’t find it. What I miss the most is the evenings around the table where the food is a part of the conversation and the night goes by between culinary pleasures and some people’s company that I miss so much. In Portugal, it’s St. Martin’s day and the country is always blessed with mild temperatures around these days (St. Martin’s Summer). I miss Portugal.

Painting seen here.

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