The end of the market!
People have different tolerance thresholds for mess and untidiness don’t they? For some people, the limit is a little dust on the shelf and a couple of dishes in the sink. Others will live quite happily with mould growing on half-finished cups of tea sitting under their bed (naming no names!).
Has someone been watching too much TV? Source
Some people who know me may be surprised to hear that in our house, I’m the tidy one. This is annoying as it means that in ‘The Cleaning & Tidying Game’, I always crack first. But not without a little complaining first!
A useful phrase to shout at your messy cohabitee is Que bagunça! – What a mess! This can be combined with some tutting and other noises to indicate annoyance. If you really want to make your point you could even throw in harrumph!
In England, a popular phrase used by Mums up and down the land is “Tidy your room! It looks like a bomb has gone off in there!”. Perhaps an equivalent here in Brazil is Fim de feira. – End of the market. Here’s why:
Literally the end of the market. This is the aftermath of the market on Gloria that takes place on Sunday mornings. In theory it finishes at 1pm, but the clean-up operation goes on until much later in the afternoon. The people dressed in orange are the garis, tasked with getting things back to normal before dark.
I know this sounds a bit weird, but there’s something I really like about all this mess. It’s colourful, it’s mostly organic and it’s being cleared up and taken away! How satisfying!
If you’re ever in Rio you should definitely check out the food markets. I love them! They’re full of sounds and smells and great food and you often get a better price than in the boring old supermarkets.
I love the Brazilian farmer markets as well, and wish we had them here too, they are just now becoming popular in some parts of the US!!
The problem is that the concept is somewhat distorted here, in Brazil, the farmers market are a way to sell cheaper/fresher produce at a better price to the end consumer.
Here, many times, they re-sell oranges they buy from Costco or Sam’s Club!!!! Which completely and utterly defeats the purpose of an outdoor farmers market. Someone need to tell these people, a farmers market is not just a way to buy produce in a parking lot without air conditioning, it’s supposed to be locally grown, fresher produce, cheaper, but they also sell it at a premium at the farmer markets we go around here.
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Yeah, good points Ray! That farmers’ market situation in the states sounds really bad. In Britain they tend to be local farmers and great produce, but you pay a premium for it. I still think they’re great, but it can be expensive.
Here in Rio we get the best of both worlds! Super fresh fruit and vegetables (way fresher and tastier than the stuff in the supermarkets) and cheaper too. Add in the great atmosphere (there is often music) and the friendly stall owners and you have something to treasure. :)
Man that first pic looks utterly gross. People ought to be ashamed of themselves for letting things get out of hand like that, even if it is a fair. Thank god for the Garis.
Have you been to the one below?
http://travel.nytimes.com/travel/guides/central-and-south-america/brazil/rio-de-janeiro/1001307/feira-de-sao-cristovao/attraction-detail.html
Perhaps a Feira dos Bloggers would be a good idea. I bet the Gritty stand would be the most coveted; but not by the pervs (that would be the Bossa B stand). You could be in charge of the herb garden, and pimenta peddling. Oh, no Havaianas allowed near my stand.
Not only have I been to Feira de São Cristóvão – I wrote a nice big piece about it, complete with map, pictures and various recommendations. Check it out: Feira de São Cristóvão! :)
What’s wrong with Havaianas? What would be sold on the Bossa B stand?! Or should I ask Alex? ;)
Let’s face it, a Bossa B stand cries out products like flowery sungas, plus all that propels intimacy between man and goat (this is why the stand has a huge following in Australia as well).
Havaianas are too hisptery when worn by people who can afford better and appropriate footwear which should be used instead given the location (why, in god’s name, wear Havaianas to wonder around urban settings in Brazil when drainage is poor and streets and sidewalks are ridden with elements like rat urine – which surface when it rains). Now I am about hipster tolerance – see my comments here http://bossabreezes.blogspot.com.br/2012/08/an-open-letter-to-hipster.html\
; but flip flop abuse in Brazil is rampant and I will not stand for it.
Another thing I would ban from the Blogger Feira: that stupid triangle used during Forró performances. Forró is bad enough yet too powerful to be banned, so at least get rid of that annoying triangle.
Your São Cristovão Feira post speaks fondly of a goat dish, now such culinary delights is something I would encourage at Baraca do Gritty ( and no, no, no: marmite is off the table).