Don’t want Christmas to be a turkey? Stay at home
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I’m in Lisbon for the next few months and this will be my first European Christmas. Christmas is always a tricky time, happy and sad. It takes you to the past and the past is always melancholy because it has passed, so this year I’m thinking about food instead.
“What do Portuguese people eat on Christmas?” I asked the woman in the queue at the grocery store the other day.
She said a Portuguese word that I didn’t quite catch, so I made the international sign of narrowing my eyes and smiling like a simpleton and leaning closer with my head slightly cocked. She wiggled her hands in front of my face, which I thought meant she was planning to catch and eat some sort of snake but turned out to signify a pair of salted cod. ..