
One Portuguese-American Lapas Story: A Luso-Kid’s Day at the Beach
I’m a picky eater. And it’s not my parents fault. As a child, my parents fed me “Portuguese Holy Ghost soup,” morcela (blood pudding), octopus, and queijo de cabra (goat cheese). But pretty much since I started to be able to feed myself all of this faded away from my intake. I grew up eating grapes off the vine, and now won’t even eat grapes … Continue reading One Portuguese-American Lapas Story: A Luso-Kid’s Day at the Beach