I was super sick on Saturday and spent most of the day on the couch, but I rallied to attend the Festa Junina party. We were told the party started at 6:00 p.m. We thought that given the early start we would have time to take L and enjoy the party a bit before we had to get back for bedtime (the joys of moving to a new city and being sitter-less).
S’s cousin and girlfriend met us at our place and we carpooled to the suburb up north where the rest of S’s cousins live. I can’t say that any of us were particularly surprised to find when we arrived at 6:30 p.m. that people were still setting up. We helped take boxes from the house to the communal area where the party was being held. S and his cousin were in charge of taking the corn and in a hilarious mishap they managed to pour a bottle of dish detergent on it. S’s cousin spent quite a bit of time washing it off and we joked that when the water started to boil it was going to foam all over . . . and it did. Needless to say, out went my fall back food option considering the rest of the savory options included either meat or parsley.
The party didn’t actually get going until 9:00 p.m. when we left. By that time it was way past L’s bedtime and I was totally beat. But we did have the chance for L to play on the pula-pula (trampoline) and sample the typical food of Festa Juina, grilled meat and sausages, soups, cheese and shrimp pastels, coxinha, and canjica (a sweet porridge made of white corn, coconut milk and cinnamon). We also ended up with a whole basket of sweets I have yet to taste.