#mirandela

[eheyeart]

8-bit game set in Mirandela Portugal

[airfryerfaztudo]

A melhor alheira é na airfryer, tão simples e fácil de fazer

[rebeyes]

Mirandela (2022)

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Mirandela Feinkost

Frisches Gemüse, das ist unsere Überzeugung, unsere Herausforderung und es ist unsere Rohware.Östlich von München grillen, kochen und braten wir frische Gemüseconvenience aus erntefrischem Gemüse.Für die Kunst, aus Gemüse gesunde und leckere Speisen, feine Beilagen oder schmackhafte Antipasti herzustellen, ist die Frische - für uns - unverzichtbar.

https://renovation.directory/directory/listing/mirandela-feinkost

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[eakdoeseurope]

Portugal, day 1

It's time for another European travelogue! This time I am spending a week in Portugal with my friend Michele, who actually speaks Portuguese, rendering this a very different experience from my last visit to Lisbon. We'll be spending a couple of days in Lisbon, then heading north to Viseu for festivities around the opening of a new museum, then back to Lisbon for a day before heading home.

We left Chicago on a 6pm flight last night and arrived in Lisbon at 8am. Our hotel rooms weren't ready yet, so we decided to cross a tourist destination off our list right away and headed to St. George's castle.

The castle is located on top of a hill and has lovely views of the city. There weren't any informational plaques about anything so I didn't really learn much other than "Castle old. King built castle. Moors? Maybe involved?" They did have one of those "identifying landmarks in the panoramic view" displays, which was located... behind an enormous shrub.

The castle was also home to a lot of peacocks, many of which were "piebald peacocks," meaning they had large white patches. I thought maybe this was vitiligo, but apparently people deliberately breed peacocks this way? Anyway, the peacocks and peahens also had babies of various ages with them, which was pretty cute.

After we were done at the castle, our hotel rooms were ready, so we took a much-needed nap. Then we hopped on one of those double-decker bus tours, which took us down to Belem and back.

It was nice to see so much of the city without having to walk it all, though the audio commentary was somewhat lacking. My British narrator said every sentence with the same exact intonation and produced some truly baffling pronunciations, like saying "amethysts" as "uh-MEE-thuh-sists." Shortly after that he was jarringly replaced by a different narrator, as though he had gotten fired partway through the job. But then that guy said "Argentinia" so I don't think there were exactly stringent standards these guys had to meet.

After the tour we had a brief rest in the hotel, then walked a couple of blocks to a little cafe for dinner. We got Alheira de Mirandela, which is a quasi-sausage that was invented by Portuguese Jews in the 16th century because everyone else was eating pork sausage and they didn't want to stand out. This particular version was the texture of a crab cake and was very salty, but went nicely with the rice on the side. And there was a fried egg on top, because why not.

Now it's 9pm and I'm in bed in my very nice hotel room, looking forward to a long night of sleep. More adventures tomorrow!

Bonus drain pipe at the castle:

[bluberimufim]

The Caretos of Podence

Happy Carnaval!! Time for another cultural ramblie because I haven't done this in a while!!

(I just think they're cool)

This was originally gonna be about multiple Carnaval traditions in Portugal, like my Halloween post, because I wanted to talk about a really beautiful festivity in my city but then I realized it was related to an entirely different holiday and I wasn't gonna scrap this idea (I'll do that one in August, I guess??). So I decided to make a post about the Caretos of Podence because I just really vibed with them.

disclaimer! None of this is from lived experience, just online research (although I tried to use sources directly related to it, specifically the Casa do Careto website). I am not from Trás-os-Montes at all and have little contact with this. Just like in my first cultural ramblie, this is just me trying to better connect with my own culture and sharing what I find with anyone who's interested. If you see any errors or want to add anything, feel free!! I'm always happy to learn!

Okay, but before we begin: what exactly is Carnaval?

You might have heard of Brazil's Carnaval. Portugal's is way less hardcore but still culturally important (although some brazillian-style Carnavais are celebrated here).

The actual day of Carnaval is the day before Ash Wednesday, but it usually lasts about a week or 3 days in more urban areas (Carnaval break is a real thing that schools have). The general objective is to have an all-out celebration before Lent starts because, after that, you're not supposed to celebrate until Easter rolls around.

The Caretos

The village of Podence is in the middle of Trás-os-Montes, somewhat between Mirandela and Miranda do Douro. It is mostly known for this celebration, which lasts for about a week.

The name "caretos" means something like "big faces" and comes from their very recognizable masks. They're made of either leather or metal and are meant to completely obscure the identity of the wearer. The costumes are made of rows of coloured wool and are usually made by the community. The red, yellow, and green pattern is not mandatory and it can have many different colours, but it's the most common since it's the colours of the flag. On top of the costume, they wear a lot of bells: smaller ones attached to the straps on their chest and 4 to 8 bigger cowbells tied around their waist.

During the celebration, the caretos dance through the town, accompanied by the jingling of their bells. Traditionally, the caretos were young men who chased after single women, but today anyone can wear the costume and chase after anyone they please. They also go around stealing any easily grabbable chorizos left hanging from smokehouses, and use wooden staffs to propel their jumps higher.

On the last day of Carnaval, the Entrudo (a giant figure of a man) is burnt to draw away the bad things of the old year and let in the next. Like this:

This celebration has pagan roots, although none really know exactly where its origins lie. People seem to point to it being a pre-roman festivity, but we have few sources to go from. The most probable explanation is that it was a fertility ritual connected to the agricultural cycle, since this is generally the time in which farmers can start planting again after the winter.

I hope you enjoyed this little ramble. Because I very much did. Here's some more pictures:

[hardsadness]

Mirandela, Portugal 🇵🇹

[mariacallous]

Every Jewish community has their answer to the ultimate Jewish sausage. From the Portuguese Alheira de Mirandela to Ashkenazi kishke to Manhattan’s kosher hot dog, the origins of the following sausages are as diverse as their flavors.

So what makes a sausage Jewish? (No smutty jokes, please.) Well, some were created by Jews, and some are so beloved by the Jewish kitchen that they were transformed beyond their original role. Either way, start taking notes for your next barbecue.

[momo-de-avis]

explodam com mirandela não tou a brincar

Que é que mirandela fez, tem alheiras tão boas

[mariabeatrizmalta]

Mirandela..Portugal

[porque-assimsomos]

Forever in love with the countryside.

Mirandela, Portugal. 2024.

[rebeyes]

Mirandela (2021)

[pacosemnoticias]

Prisão preventiva para oito detidos por tráfico de droga no distrito de Bragança no âmbito da operação "Matriarca"

Oito dos 10 detidos por suspeita de pertencerem a uma rede organizada de tráfico de droga no distrito de Bragança, no âmbito da operação "Matriarca", ficaram em prisão preventiva, informou esta sexta-feira à Lusa fonte judicial.

A operação da GNR decorreu na quarta-feira nos concelhos de Mirandela, Carrazeda de Ansiães e Torre de Moncorvo.

Dois dos detidos - um homem de 38 anos e uma mulher de 53 - foram detetados pelas autoridades durante as diligências policiais em atos ilícitos.

Acabaram por ser detidos por tráfico de droga, ambos têm já antecedentes pelo mesmo crime, mas por não serem visados neste processo serão ouvidos em tribunal noutro à parte, para conhecerem eventuais medidas de coação, acrescentou a fonte.

Os oito implicados na "Matriarca", cinco mulheres e três homens, detidos no âmbito da investigação que durou cerca de dois anos e que permitiu desmantelar uma rede de tráfico de heroína e cocaína, começaram a ser ouvidos em primeiro interrogatório judicial na quinta-feira à tarde no tribunal de Mirandela.

Foi-lhes aplicada a medida de coação mais grave, a prisão preventiva, e ficam a aguardar o desenrolar do processo privados de liberdade.

As autoridades acreditam que os suspeitos atuavam de forma dissimulada, adquirindo o produto estupefaciente na região do Porto, que depois subdividiam pelos diferentes elementos desta rede organizada.

A droga era depois vendida a diversos consumidores de Mirandela, Vila Flor e Carrazeda de Ansiães.

Os 10 detidos têm entre 23 e 53 anos.

[mirandela1]

Feinste Antipasti aus Tradition bei Mirandela Feinkost

Entdecken Sie die authentischen Geschmackswelten der mediterranen Küche mit den erlesenen Antipasti von Mirandela Feinkost. Unsere Spezialitäten werden sorgfältig ausgewählt und mit höchsten Qualitätsstandards hergestellt. Von gefüllten Oliven bis zu marinierten Artischocken – jedes Produkt erzählt die Geschichte italienischer Tradition und Leidenschaft.

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Coisas presentes

Pelas pesquisas relacionadas com a árvore genealógica, feitas pelo meu irmão do meio, parece-me que o embasamento da família é exclusivamente transmontano. Esta afirmação vale o que vale, até porque a amostra só vai, ainda, no século XVIII, mas tudo indica sangue resiliente de criadagem, pais “incógnitos” (um deles, padre), mestres-escola e “proprietários”, todos nascidos entre Mirandela e Bragança. Não estava à espera de tanto granito nas veias. A teoria de que, lá para trás, todos temos um rei e um escravo na linhagem, parece-me agora completamente absurda. As mulheres e os homens de M��s de Celas, Vale de Lobo e de outras aldeias vizinhas nunca se “submeteriam” a desconhecido(a)s. Bem, depois disto, só posso olhar para Lisboa, Algarve, Angola, Israel e China como arredores. O mundo é pequeno, como se diz, mas sempre tem um centro. Pergunto-me, é se, em vez de recuperar o pequeno solar em ruínas, não deveria antes, restaurar o palheiro transmontano. Ambos são avoengos, mas para além de me ficar mais barato, no palheiro poderia recordar e reviver os encontros furtivos dos meus antepassados. Exilado na Benedita, não sei o que fazer.