Ice Cream

I've started eating a lot of sweets since I came to Brazil. I rarely ate candy, cookies, ice cream or the like in the States but here I've resulted in indulging, all too often. It started when my roomate started offering me this donut holes called Sonho Americanos. (American Dreams) I've moved away from this as they raised the price by 30 cents and I'm a frugal consumer. One day when they were out of sonho Americanos I tried a new item called a bretzel. The girls at the bakery find it adorable when I request one. It's basically challah wrapped in the shape of a pretzel sprinkled with sugar. Sometimes when they don't have that I'll get a slice of strawberry cake. Every Friday I'll treat myself to soft ice cream at the stand on my way to work. These stands are all over the place and Brazilians often can be seen licking to their heart's content from early morning to late at night. The last time I went to the ice cream shack the guy, who'd waited on my several times proudly thanked me for my patronage in English. I suppose he was pleased with his performance when today he not only thanked be but asked me to please come back. I think he's going a little bit overboard and he's wierding me out. Don't worry I'm not getting fat. I assume this increase in sugar is due to the fact I was eating significantly less when I first arrived in Floripa and the sugar has a way of filling you up. I've actually lost weight since coming to Brazil. We'll see how I tip the scales when I come back in November.