BBQ: sexist season has just begun
By João Lopes Marques ( Eesti keeles ) Sometimes I feel guilty just because I prefer to prepare mozzarella salads instead of a nice BBQ. Sorry. A short email I received last week renewed this feeling. Why manhood and BBQ are synonyms? Of course I have my personal story with the dish: it was one of the reasons why my Brazilian exile didn’t work out. Truth be told, there aren’t many human practices so sexist as this outdoor grilled experience. Unlike Europe, BBQ in Brazil is a weekly practice year round where everybody sticks to a very defined role. Like a stylish performance: Men supervise charcoal drinking beer and speaking about cars and football; Women prepare the side dishes and have small talk about children and nasty neighbours. “Hey, João, what are you doing here? Go back to the garden and help the boys grilling the veal...” I still remember the astonishment of Cláudia, my Brazilian girlfriend then. The chat was quite boring outside and I felt free enough to join the ...