Monday the 10th of July 2023:“Family, Breakfast and Quality Time”!!!

Copacabana, Rio de Janeiro: 24oC, warm and sunny.

It is just Yasmin and I, Nalva went to Sao Paulo yesterday. I also want Yasmin to start the week well, so I went to the baker’s before the first class at 6 am. I journaled, had a coffee, and bought some rolls for breakfast there.

In Brazil, it is common for people who work outside of home to have breakfast at a coffee shop or bakery. The most popular breakfast option in the morning on the way to work is a simple bread roll with butter, either plain or grilled on a hot plate.

This is a million miles from the traditional British breakfast, where almost everything is fried, with a thousand calories in every bite. The English or British breakfast is supposed to have originated in the fourteenth century and reappeared during the Industrial Revolution in the eighteenth century when blue-collar factory workers needed a strong and heavy breakfast to sustain themselves during the whole day on the cold factory floor.

Lunchtime would only be fifteen minutes, just enough for a sandwich brought from home. Only at night would they have a wholesome meal large enough to nourish and maintain themselves. The British breakfast of toast, bacon, sausage, egg, tomatoes, baked beans, etc., and tea was created for the English worker to continue working throughout the day.

Eating habits have changed a lot since then; in many cultures, including Brazil, lunch is the principal meal of the day, replacing dinner, which is now relegated to a snack, sandwich, or smaller or lighter meal.

Even though it is not the healthiest of meals, having a British breakfast at the start of the day is very tasty and satisfying. At home, while Yasmin was preparing to go to school, I toasted some rolls with scrambled eggs and put them on the table for her to have before she left.

I gave the class, went out and exercised and gave other classes for the rest of the day. In the evening, Yasmin and I had to go out to buy something to eat. We sat, ate, and talked about life, teenage problems, and traumas at the local baker’s.

I asked her what she thought of me living with her and her mother for this short period. She thought it was strange but better than she had expected. Sitting there, just with father and daughter, was sublime. It was quality time for both of us; it was very nice!!!

In bed by 9.30 pm.

Thank you.

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Richard

Photos by Richard George Photography

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