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If you’ve been reading this blog for a while (Hi Mom! Hi Ricki!) you know that I have a Brasilian passport, a Brasilian last name, and Brasilian tendencies when it comes cocktailing—what you may infer from this, then, is that I was raised in the Church of Pele. To say that soccer is something of a religion to Brazilians is like telling someone that jimmies add an extra zing—a gross understatement.
The holidays are here.