D.J.

Spin dat wax, DeeJay

Brasilien - Ghana (3-0)

Matchen spelades lunchtid en vanlig tisdag så vi kollade på spektaklet på storbildsteve här på kontoret. Vilket drag! Folk stod upp och tjoade, alla hade brassefärger på sig och flaggor och vimplar. Det var nästan så att taket flög av när Ronaldo gjorde 1-0 i femte minuten. När det var klart att Brasilien vunnit med 3-0 så pustade man ut. Jag och två till vann "o Bolão", dvs lotteriet då vi gissat rätt slutresultat innan matchen började. Priset var ära, berömmelse och pengar, hittills har jag inte sett några pengar.

Brasiliens coach Carlos Alberto Parreira är känd för att svära mycket så varje gång hans nuna visades i teve skrek alla brassar "beep, beep, beep, beeep!", hehe.


Vem kan jobba när Brasilien spelar?


Inte en själ syntes till under matchen.

Det tog "endast" 14 veckor...

...men idag fick jag mitt officiella passerkort med foto till kontoret. Synd bara att efternamnet var felstavat. Det står SVERSSON med feta, svarta bokstäver högst upp så vi måste byta kortet nu, undrar om det tar 14 veckor till?!

Tyskland - Sverige (2-0)

Fanihelveteockså!

Fan också men det är bara att komma igen, grabbar!

2010, då smäller det!

VM-guld, VM-guld, VM-guuuld...

Brazil - Australia (2-0)

On the 18th of June we had the first official churrasco grill party at our apartment in the Punta Negra building. At a Brazilian churrasco the idea is to eat as much meat as possible during a couple of hours while drinking fair amounts of beer and stronger spirits. The reason for throwing a churrasco can be almost anything but the fact that Brazil was going to crush Australia in the World Cup seemed like a good reason for inviting some friends and colleagues over to our place.

Much was at stake and I woke up early that morning, nervous.

Silvia, Gabriela and I did try the grill, or as we say here, churrasquero once so I knew that the charcoal would eventually catch fire and that the chimney worked but how would it be to grill for a whole bunch of hungry Brazilians? All Brazilian are self-proclaimed experts on how-to-grill-a-piece-of-meat-and-more-important-how-NOT-to-do-it... Brazilians learn how to cut a picanha (rump cut) before they learn how to walk! Hence, this churrasco was going to be a Do-or-Die thing for me! No time for a second chance. If I blew this most likely the word that "Ingemar does not know linguiça from salsicha" would spread like wildfire and I would lose the few friends I have made so far and not being able of making new ones.

At 9:30 AM Carlos Britez picked me up and we went together to get the meat. In Brazil you can not just go to the supermarket and buy meat for the grill, you need to rely on connections, making sure you get the best. Álvaro, at work, has a cousin that is a butcher, hence, this is a typical connection to rely on. We bought chicken wings already seasoned, picanha ("the best pieces are the smaller ones, not over 1100 grams! The fat should be yellowish because that shows it is from an older animal, which is good") and sausages, about 350 grams per person and went back to my place. I earned plus points for previosly having bought the correct brand of rock salt, on my own, without any help!

To succeed with any churrasco you need the best meat, the best salt and a churrasquero that contains the heat. I now possessed these three important ingredients and was ready for some action. Lock and load, baby, time to Rock´n Roll! Let the games begin!

Carlos and hiw wife Adi and their son Mateus arrived when the first Picanha was about to be served. Adi brought Farofa for the meat, very tasty stuff made of toasted flour and egg, mixed with vegetables (!?). Silvia´s sister Flavia with Milton and Mateus and Bruno were already there. Everbody had the Brazilian game shirt on, or Brazilian colours. The whole neighbourhood were partying and from about half of the balconies in the block the Ordem e Progresso-flag was hanging. During the minutes before kick off it was like New Year´s Eve (but during the day...)with fire crackers popping and rockets exploding all over.

Outcome: All meat was grilled and consumed. All but three beer cans were emptied. Brazil won. I still have friends in Brazil!

Comida das Minas Gerais

Hoje foimos Silvia, Gabriela, Leda, Flavio e eu ao restaurante A mineira. Fica no Al. Joaquim Eugênio de Lima # 697, Jardins, muito perto o apartamento de Leda e Flavio, tras Av. Paulista em São Paulo. Muito gostosa a comida. Comimos de um bufete e como sempre comí demais...

Midsommaren räddad!

Jag var i Dallas, Texas och hajjade till när jag plötsligt åkte förbi ett IKEA-varuhus på väg till hotellet från kontoret. Det vara bara till att göra en rundpall och sladda in på parkeringsplatsen och springa in i butiken och leta sig fram till mathörnan för att köpa svenskt kaffe, senapssill, Dajm, tunnbröd och lingonsylt att ta med ner till São José dos Campos för att kunna fira en riktig svensk midsommar. Skåne hade jag redan i Brasilien så det behövde jag inte köpa med.


IKEA - en oas i öknen...

Suécia - Paraguai (1-0)

Isso da pra comemorar, caralho. VM-guld, VM-guld, VM-guld!!!

Brazil - Croatia (1-0)

Yesterday my colleague Rodolfo invited the Svensson family and some other people to his house to see the World Cup game between Brazil and Croatia. It was real fun to participate! The match was so and so but Brazil won (of course!), 1-0.

After the match the real party started with beer and whisky and Picanha meat, sausages and grilled chicken. Humberto was in charge of the grill and João Luis was Master Cutter, the rest of us just ate and drank!
Me, Cristian and Rodolfo.

Humberto with son and Roberto.

Cristian tootooting during the game.

Ahh, mmmmeeeeeeaaaatttthhhhhh...

Brazil campeão 2006!!! (unless Sweden gets a chance of course)...

Roberto supervising and making sure everything go according to plan.

Humberto and Rodolfo conducting technical maintenance on the equipment.

Höjden av lathet...

Vad säger man? Världsklass!

An idea for a film.

The film starts with a meteor rushing towards earth, it is so big it will most likely be the end of the world. The US Army decides to send up astronauts on a suicide mission to try to place a nuclear bomb on the meteor and blow it up before it hits earth. The screening process starts and after a while a bunch of misfits nobody will miss anyway stands ready to enter the space craft and launch for...

Wait a minute! NO!!! That movie has already been made!!! Just my luck. I could have earned millions on that idea!

Back to the drawing board...

Inga VM-referat på webbradion!

Sunkigt värre tycker jag! Här sitter man i Brasilien och tänkte man skulle se på VM-matcherna och lyssna till svenska referat över webbradion samtidigt men det blir det inget av med... Men det är väl bara att konstatera att det är dags för den där tatueringen på armen nu; "Born to lose"...

La Guarida, Habana, Cuba.

Fui de viaje a Habana, Cuba hace unas semanas. Una noche unos colegas me llevaron a cenar en lo que me dijeron es la mejor paladar en toda Cuba, La Guarida. He ido a algunas paladares antes pero creo que mis amigos tienen razón; el ambiente, la comida, todo era de la primera.

El restaurante está en un edificio viejo, parece un palácio muy desgastado. Está en la calle Concórdia, si mal no recuerdo, es un barrio nada especial en el centro de Habana. Subiendo unas escaleras, entrando al restaurante se abre un lugar muy especial.

Es como entrar a un apartamento de los años 30 o 40. Los muebles, los cuadros, todo es de otra época. El lugar es también concocido por donde se rodó partes de la película "Fresa y Chocolate", que trata de homosexualidad en Cuba. No sé de la película, no la ví, pero la comida es muy, muy buena, comí atún a la caña de azúcar glazeado con coco, una delícia. Traté pargo a la naranja también, sabroso. Para postre comí tarta de chocolate. Eso era la prueba según mis amigos que no soy gay, en la película dicen que es una buena señal que eres gay si prefieres fresa!

Más información sobre La Guarida en www.laguarida.com/index.php .

Antes de ir a casa compré una caja de 25 C.Upmann Churchill, hay que comprar puros cuando en Cuba!

Grillen invigd!

Igår invigde vi grillen på terrassen; fem stora skivor Picanha, redigt med grovsalt, massor med feta korvar och chips och välsmakande och starka Pimiento de Cheiro, en tunna fylld med is och läsk- och ölflaskor, fem kg kol, tändstickor och solsken! Till oss tre, hehe. Silvia har en stereo som vi bestämt ska användas till terrassen så det blev till att spisa skivor även. Vi åt så vi bågnade, efteråt städade vi upp lite snabbt och åkte till hotellet och lade oss för att sova. Klockan 20:00! Snacka om dästa...