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&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;ainda estou morando em Paris e este ano não passarei o Natal no Brasil. Dessa forma, minha mãe estara produzindo apenas sob encomenda. Abaixo coloquei algumas sugestões:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;Ah! A novidade é que agora temos &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chocolate belga da Callebaut&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;Encomendas pelo telefone: &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;3222-1343 ou 9735-9339&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;ou e-mail: &lt;a href="mailto:vaniacampos11@gmail.com"&gt;vaniacampos11@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1) Lembrancinhas em chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lindas lembrancinhas de Natal a serem oferecidas a clientes em academias, lojas, escritórios e outros. Feitas em chocolate da &lt;u&gt;Garoto&lt;/u&gt; ao leite, puro, opcionalmente com crocante de arroz ou praliné de avelãs e pintadas com choclate branco. Embaladas em poli transparente com fecho fácil e biscuit não comestível em motivos natalinos e um adesivo de "Feliz Natal". &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmfi0FC-rDY/Ttjero7LQlI/AAAAAAAABrs/tAp4QWj49_w/s1600/lembrancinha+boneco+de+neve.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmfi0FC-rDY/Ttjero7LQlI/AAAAAAAABrs/tAp4QWj49_w/s320/lembrancinha+boneco+de+neve.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;R$ 1,70&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B7XU2rL-QAs/TtjepZKXeKI/AAAAAAAABrg/x-RJPAxm4II/s1600/lembrancinha+papai+noel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B7XU2rL-QAs/TtjepZKXeKI/AAAAAAAABrg/x-RJPAxm4II/s320/lembrancinha+papai+noel.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;R$ 2,60 &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lVw7YBpzhew/Ttjeq2y8X6I/AAAAAAAABro/H7cXovMsPSE/s1600/lembrancinha+botinha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lVw7YBpzhew/Ttjeq2y8X6I/AAAAAAAABro/H7cXovMsPSE/s320/lembrancinha+botinha.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;R$ 3,20 &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NwQjnHzzIFE/TtjetzgIaOI/AAAAAAAABr4/z-1_8tZvGbw/s1600/DSC02511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NwQjnHzzIFE/TtjetzgIaOI/AAAAAAAABr4/z-1_8tZvGbw/s320/DSC02511.JPG" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;R$ 2,00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3) Potinhos de brigadeiro personalizados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Potinho de vidro com &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;brigadeiro de colher&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; para lembrancinha de Natal. Feito com chocolate ao leite ou meio amargo da Nestlé, leite condensado e manteiga. Acompanha uma colherzinha de plástico transparente presa por um lacinho. Na tampinha, um biscuit de plástico com motivos natalinos. Na lateral uma &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;tag personalizada&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, escrita Feliz Natal 2011 no centro e nas laterais a logo da empresa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--pQIW5LL6Bs/TtjexKeqKaI/AAAAAAAABsA/ZxlgnGMc4qU/s1600/DSC02434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--pQIW5LL6Bs/TtjexKeqKaI/AAAAAAAABsA/ZxlgnGMc4qU/s320/DSC02434.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R$ 4,50&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3) Caixas de bombons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caixas com 10, 15 e 20 bombons decorados com transfer em motivos natalinos, feitos com o chocolate ao leite belga, da marca &lt;u&gt;Callebaut&lt;/u&gt;, e amargo, de origem, da marca &lt;u&gt;Melken&lt;/u&gt;. Sabores: puro, laranja, amêndoas, pistache e avelãs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hyvsG8-J6oo/TtjfZr76Y0I/AAAAAAAABsI/nt7uFoBCbrk/s1600/caixa+10+bombons.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hyvsG8-J6oo/TtjfZr76Y0I/AAAAAAAABsI/nt7uFoBCbrk/s320/caixa+10+bombons.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Com 10: R$ 33,00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JPCK6ZQGVew/TtjfcDHCZ7I/AAAAAAAABsY/ho4Y8oJW0tc/s1600/caixa+15+bombons.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JPCK6ZQGVew/TtjfcDHCZ7I/AAAAAAAABsY/ho4Y8oJW0tc/s320/caixa+15+bombons.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Com 15: R$ 49,50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ai8KWn8y-yQ/TtjfbFx3foI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Va--MhiDYbo/s1600/caixa+20+bombons.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ai8KWn8y-yQ/TtjfbFx3foI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Va--MhiDYbo/s320/caixa+20+bombons.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Com 20: R$ 66,00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3u71XZ3MJFU/TeEXZiUmniI/AAAAAAAABq8/-Q36p9u-ceM/s1600/Papai+cansado.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3u71XZ3MJFU/TeEXZiUmniI/AAAAAAAABq8/-Q36p9u-ceM/s400/Papai+cansado.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Papai desminliguido depois da viagem&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Chegamos de tardinha, mortos de cansaço, pois não sabíamos que esse trem tinha que se reservar o assento. Viajamo uma hora e meia em pé no corredor sem ar condicionado. Pior viagem de todas! Uff...&lt;br /&gt;
Depois&amp;nbsp; de uma dormidinha esperta no hotel e lavar as roupas, fomos conhecer um pouco a cidade e comer.&lt;br /&gt;
Lá há uma arena romana bem mais conservada do que a de Roma. Vimos somente por fora por causa do horário. Muito linda!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wYqccPx-OWE/TeEXF4H8WeI/AAAAAAAABq4/1vsEkiRU4Bg/s1600/N%25C3%25AEmes.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wYqccPx-OWE/TeEXF4H8WeI/AAAAAAAABq4/1vsEkiRU4Bg/s400/N%25C3%25AEmes.png" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fomos comer num restaurante vietnamita no Boulevard Victor Hugo. Divino o jantar! O destaque foi para o rolinho de carangueijo (nem crab) que desmanchava na boca. O vinho do Languedoc, excelente!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peito de pato com arroz, rolinho e salada de broto de bambu&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rumo à viagem panorâmica até Clermond-Ferrand!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176068888295492328-5513145263008858354?l=barbaraccamposbh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KOUDjm3RGjP4HqAGBgs1d7tJ4So/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KOUDjm3RGjP4HqAGBgs1d7tJ4So/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/hNBN/~4/qQ6b57hrt6Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://barbaraccamposbh.blogspot.com/feeds/5513145263008858354/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://barbaraccamposbh.blogspot.com/2011/05/1-dia-em-nimes.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176068888295492328/posts/default/5513145263008858354?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176068888295492328/posts/default/5513145263008858354?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/hNBN/~3/qQ6b57hrt6Y/1-dia-em-nimes.html" title="1 dia em Nîmes" /><author><name>Barbara Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18204265022516748655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPlzcvTIESc/TC0JkzBgGXI/AAAAAAAABYI/HCJsQ-inQbA/S220/DSC01619.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3u71XZ3MJFU/TeEXZiUmniI/AAAAAAAABq8/-Q36p9u-ceM/s72-c/Papai+cansado.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://barbaraccamposbh.blogspot.com/2011/05/1-dia-em-nimes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UCSXk7eip7ImA9WhZVFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176068888295492328.post-8902519164821189405</id><published>2011-05-28T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T08:07:48.702-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-28T08:07:48.702-07:00</app:edited><title>1 dia em Aix-en-Provance</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Chegamos de tardinha, sem reserva de hotel. Fomos à central de informação e conseguimos um quarto apesar dos hotéis estarem todos completos, mas pagamos preço de Paris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Nunca vi cidadezinha tão boêmia. Cheia de jovens, não sei como conseguem estudar com uma vida noturna tão intensa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Fomos comer numa&amp;nbsp;creperia. Papai pediu um crepe de salmão defumado com ovas de peixe escuras e vermelhas e espuma de limão. Mamãe e eu, um crêpe de vieiras maravilhoso e um crêpe doce recheado com creme de laranja, zeste de laranja, sorvete de mandarina e chantilly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crepe salgado&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-in4EJXQ3nXQ/TeEPIYMaeyI/AAAAAAAABqw/nmHCYKUwT3Y/s1600/Crepe+doce.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-in4EJXQ3nXQ/TeEPIYMaeyI/AAAAAAAABqw/nmHCYKUwT3Y/s400/Crepe+doce.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;De manhã, antes de pegarmos o trem ao 12:00 para Nîmes, demos uma voltinha de novo pela cidade. Encontramos uma feirinha de rua com produtos super frescos e bonitos. Tinha uma barraquinha com ervas de provance e sachês de lavanda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ervas de Provance&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D5B16Ondf0U/TeEO-PZejDI/AAAAAAAABqs/9I_BFJ3__Cw/s1600/Peixes+no+mercado+de+rua.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D5B16Ondf0U/TeEO-PZejDI/AAAAAAAABqs/9I_BFJ3__Cw/s400/Peixes+no+mercado+de+rua.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peixes frescos na feira&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rumo à Nîmes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176068888295492328-8902519164821189405?l=barbaraccamposbh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iug5wqHROD4/TeEJaUQZsSI/AAAAAAAABqc/33uz2_fhTF4/s1600/Nice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iug5wqHROD4/TeEJaUQZsSI/AAAAAAAABqc/33uz2_fhTF4/s400/Nice.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nice - vista da colina do castelo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;À caminho de Aix-en-Provance resolvemos passar a manhã em Nice e fazer um city tour num trenzinho turístico. Estava lotado, um sol rachando nossas cabeças, pois o teto era de vidro, a lateral do trem que eu fiquei era vedada com vidro, um abafamento total e, portanto, péssimas fotos. Mas a vista da colina do castelo é maravilhosa. Castelo? Que castelo? Soubraram poucas ruinas.&lt;br /&gt;
Ai e que vontade de entrar no mar com aquele&amp;nbsp; calor!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu no trem turístico ainda no começo e ainda empolgada&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Rumo à Aix-en-Provance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176068888295492328-4491921366496023202?l=barbaraccamposbh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AiMtLC2akAQ/TeEGTo2F4ZI/AAAAAAAABqI/PnTAGchNymM/s1600/Bordighera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AiMtLC2akAQ/TeEGTo2F4ZI/AAAAAAAABqI/PnTAGchNymM/s400/Bordighera.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praia em Bordighera&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ No dia seguinte, com a greve de trem na Itália nos impedindo de atravessar a fronteira, passamos o dia visitando San Remo e Ventimiglia. &lt;br /&gt;
Em San Remo não vimos areia nas praias, só rochedos. As pessoas mais pareciam carangueijos tomando sol. Ah, vimos nosso primeiro topless! Comemos a primeira massa "al dente" na Itália, diferente das passadas. O cassino é lindissimo por fora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OpLN5E5zyvk/TeEGi-SR7fI/AAAAAAAABqM/aCjk96Ii1xo/s1600/Spagueti+al+vongole1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OpLN5E5zyvk/TeEGi-SR7fI/AAAAAAAABqM/aCjk96Ii1xo/s400/Spagueti+al+vongole1.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spaghetti alle vongole&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Em Ventimiglia, como em Bordighera, as praias não têm areia, mas pedrinhas redondas (cascalho rolado).&lt;br /&gt;
Nenhuma praia aqui tem onda. São piscinas! Hoje entendo porque minha amiga Márcia conseguiu quebrar a clavícula num caldo no&amp;nbsp;mar da Bahia.&lt;br /&gt;
Em Bordighera, na mesma rua do hotel, tivemos uma grata surpresa com a Pizzeria Napoletana. Pizzas maravilhosas e uns tira-gostos...hummm... Além disso, baratíssimo e tratamento de primeira.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Swj_qMusDa4/TeEGxxMuz3I/AAAAAAAABqQ/INCTwKJCdTk/s1600/Pizza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Swj_qMusDa4/TeEGxxMuz3I/AAAAAAAABqQ/INCTwKJCdTk/s400/Pizza.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pizza:&amp;nbsp;presunto cru&amp;nbsp;/ rucula com camarão&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;No segundo dia, encerrada a greve, fomos à Mônaco. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Monaco&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Fizemos um city tour num trenzinho, depois de uma longa subida até o ponto de chegada e saída deste. Na descida, famintos e decididos à ir almoçar em Nice para a segunda etapa de turismo do dia, mamãe confundiu o asfalto com o mar e deu um grande mergulho. Resultado: passeio de ambulância, duas horas e meia no hospital para tirar radiografia e curativos num joelho ralado e um nariz quebrado.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;No hospital, fazendo pose com o nariz quebrado&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Rumo à Aix-en-Provance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176068888295492328-2109335995925315837?l=barbaraccamposbh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Duomo de Milão&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Visitamos a Duomo e a Galeria Vitório Emanuele. A Duomo é linda, com vitrais maravilhosos e quadros pendurados pela igreja. Muito diferente das outrasque temos visto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noivos com pombos na praça da Duomo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Comemos até agora a pior comida num restaurantezinho lindo onde se vendiam cópias de obras de arte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Foi ótima a parada. Muito lindo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Rumo à riviera italiana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176068888295492328-7359508907450839741?l=barbaraccamposbh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Veneza e suas vendinhas intermináveis&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ Um passeio de gôndola? 100 euros! Pensei: quem vai pagar 100 euros?. Pois havia engarrafamento de gôndolas. Uma atrás da outra. É tudo extremamente comercial. Não lembra nada a Veneza que vejo nos filmes. Fomos a Murano e vimos como fazer os famosos artigos de vidro. Você quer ver? 5 euros para 10 minutos de apresentação. Ah e o banheiro inflacionou! O palácio Ducale, na praça de San Marco, 14 euros a entrada. Há banheiro público aqui, 1,50 euro, mas tem hora para fazer xixi, na teoria é de 10:00 as 19:00. Na prática.... chegamos lá 18:40 e... ai, ai!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ Na praça San Marco tentamos nos sentar no famoso e elegante&amp;nbsp;Café Florian, aberto desde 1720, mas&amp;nbsp;o cafezinho a&amp;nbsp;6 euros/R$15,00 só depois que eu ganhar na loteria. &lt;br /&gt;
Imperdível: &lt;strong&gt;Fuori Menu&lt;/strong&gt; perto do Rialto. Comemos calzones maravilhosos. A massa deles era perfeita! Tomamos uma salada de frutas com yogurte. Uma delícia! Nunca tomei um yogurte tão gostoso. Percebi que esse lugar é frequentado pelos nativos. Super recomendo!&lt;br /&gt;
Uma coisa interessante são as massas negras, com tinta de lula. Eu só conhecia a maneira de tingir a massa. Aqui eles colocam o corante é no molho. Primeiro, achei super diferente. Depois vi que não é nada prático. A boca dos comensais fica preta. É mil vezes pior do que um açaí.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Papai se lambuzando com o macarrão de tinta de lula&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;No geral, fomos embora bastante decepcionados. Meus pais que conheceram a cidade há 30 anos e eu que fui pela primeira vez e esperava bem mais.&lt;br /&gt;
Rumo à riviera italiana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176068888295492328-8694164288732379176?l=barbaraccamposbh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Passagem com marcação fantasma&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;﻿Esse trem foi o de Florença/Bologna. Já no de Bologna/Ferrara não tinhamos nº reservado. Foi um salva-se quem puder. Nós ficamos espertos e sentamos logo. Outros não tiveram a mesma sorte. Ah, e vagão eles chamam de carrozza. Francamente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Mas aqui na Europa, bom, França e Itália, que conheço, eles não têm muito respeito com mais velhos ou com mães com criança no colo, não. Muito menos deficiente físico. O cara tirou o papai&amp;nbsp;(de quase 70 anos) da cadeira&amp;nbsp;no trem sem a menor cerimônia . A mulher com o bebê, ninguém cedeu a cadeira para ela. Em Paris cansei de tentar ceder minha cadeira para algum idoso que ficasse em pé ao meu lado, mas eles não aceitam sentar de jeito nenhum, provavemente quando eram jovens não cediam e agora não querem sentar. Eles são bem corretos nesse ponto. Deficiente físico.... tudo bem que são cidades antigas. Quem conhece&amp;nbsp;Paris sabe que os metrôs têm umas escadarias enormes.&amp;nbsp;Mas a maioria dos hotéis que temos ficado não têm elevador. Temos que carregar nossas malas. Deficiente físico aqui na Europa não tem direito a viajar! Fila prioritária? Nem pensar! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Apesar de toda a raiva, a viagem de trem de Bologna a Ferrara e a de ônibus de 1 hora de Ferrara a Comacchio foi uma delícia. Pudemos apreciar a paisagem italiana. A agricultura forte, vinhedos e plantações de milho sem fim e&amp;nbsp;pequenas cidadezinhas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;A água&amp;nbsp;do Adriático não é tão gelada quanto eu pensava, mas a quantidade de água viva na areia e o fato de eu ter esquecido de colocar meu biquine na mala me desanimaram de vez de tentar dar um mergulho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chegada a treponti&amp;nbsp;em Comacchio&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;A mamãe está apaixonada&amp;nbsp;por Comacchio. Nem tanto pelos habitantes. Ela olhou todas as portinhas das vielas que saem dos Corso de Juisepe Garibalde, antiga via San Agostino, onde moravam os meus tataravôs. Quase que entre duas a três casas há vielas muito longas que dão para as outras ruas paralelas. Quase todas as casas&amp;nbsp;têm&amp;nbsp;imagens de santos na frente.&amp;nbsp;Muitas&amp;nbsp;delas e alguns comércios estão à venda. Alguém se interessa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cortinas externas&amp;nbsp;nas portas e janelas. No mercado custavam 1 euro.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;A cidade estava bastante vazia. Parece-me que é uma cidade pequena que ao redor existem várias praias. Então no verão isso daqui deve ferver de gente.&amp;nbsp;Para mim a cidade é uma roça. As pessoas são bem atrasadas com relação a internet e inglês. Quase todo o comércio&amp;nbsp;fica fechado. Os que abrem, abrem para lá de&amp;nbsp;dez da manhã, fecham no meio da tarde e depois abrem de novo, mas fecha as sete e meia da noite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Tentamos andar de barco pelos canais, mas desistimos. Perguntamos o preço e eles falaram que somos nós que dizemos quanto queremos pagar. Papai achou que ia dar confusão no final. Eu e a mamãe ficamos com medo de ser mandadas "tomar no ..." de novo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Canais de Comacchio&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Comemos quando chegamos, no restaurante do nosso hotel. Papai pediu um raviole negro recheado de abóbora e com molho de camarão. Maravilhoso! Eu e mamãe pedimos um risotto (só porque estava escrito riso carnarolli no cardápio, arroz típico italiano) de um peixe que não sei dizer o nome mas não se vê o peixe, ele desmancha. Muito saboroso! E para experimentarmos... o prato típico de Comacchio: enguia. Enguia é aquela cobrinha que vive no mar. Bom... foi só para experimentar, não para repetir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JOJFCGCSdv4/TdQ_GLey-kI/AAAAAAAABpY/3H6DyChFCW4/s1600/Enguia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JOJFCGCSdv4/TdQ_GLey-kI/AAAAAAAABpY/3H6DyChFCW4/s320/Enguia.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enguias vivas na peixaria&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Hoje&amp;nbsp;comemos spaghetti ao frutos do mar. Êta vida ruim, né!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Ah, hoje tinha uma feira enorme na cidade. Não sei se ela acontece uma vez por mês ou a cada 2 meses. Só sei que eu e a mamãe amamos! Tinham uns indianos vendendo bijouterias e prata. Comprei uma pulseira de prata&amp;nbsp;maravilhosa! Já perdi. Ai, que tristeza, não me conformo até agora. Acho que foi na areia da praia, porque do contrário eu teria escutado ela caindo no chão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Por falar em praia.... pegamos o taxibus para ir a Porto Garibaldi, uma praia pertinho daqui. Valor da passagem: 1,50 por pessoa. Papai deu 5 euros ao motorista. Ele disse que lhe daria o troco (0,50) mais tarde, porque agora não tinha, e deu apenas um ticket. De repente, o ônibus parou atrás de outro. Ele disse que havia uma coincidência e que havia outro indo para a região, então que deveríamos trocar. A motorista do outro nos pediu para ver os 3&amp;nbsp;tickets. Nós então&amp;nbsp;dissemos que já havíamos pago e que nem recebemos o troco. Ela chamou ele e começamos a discutir. Ele jurou de pé junto que o papai tinha pago 1,50. Até&amp;nbsp;que uma senhora italiana&amp;nbsp;disse com firmeza que nós estavamos dizendo a verdade. Ele teve que&amp;nbsp;nos pagar. &amp;nbsp;Como um cara desse não é demitido?&amp;nbsp;A motorista&amp;nbsp;até ligou para alguma pessoa e contou o ocorrido. Na volta pegamos ele de novo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-poAN8ovmfzs/TdQ_qwYilSI/AAAAAAAABpo/Ls982iglnj8/s1600/Corneto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-poAN8ovmfzs/TdQ_qwYilSI/AAAAAAAABpo/Ls982iglnj8/s200/Corneto.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Corneto, pão dos restaurantes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Os pães daqui são intragáveis! São secos e grosseiros.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lIpQDdJ__h0/TdQ__7cj2ZI/AAAAAAAABps/WKVkvyayh7w/s1600/Piadina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lIpQDdJ__h0/TdQ__7cj2ZI/AAAAAAAABps/WKVkvyayh7w/s200/Piadina.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Piadina, pão típico de Comacchio&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Até então eu achava que seria nosso primeiro dia na Itália sem sermos passados para trás. Doce ilusão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;No supermercado o papai comprou várias coisas para o nosso jantar no quarto do hotel. Quem disse que o presunto de parma veio? Que foi pago foi!&lt;/span&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R9-7UpNFg/TdQ_azVeatI/AAAAAAAABpg/6viDxavN2bs/s1600/Presunto+de+parma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r3R9-7UpNFg/TdQ_azVeatI/AAAAAAAABpg/6viDxavN2bs/s320/Presunto+de+parma.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Presunto de parma do supermercado. Ficamos só na vontade!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Segundo a mamãe, a viagem de Roma&amp;nbsp;a Florença teria duração de 1 hora e 35 minutos de viagem. Não sabemos porque durou umas 4 horas. Descemos na estação ferroviária com muito frio e choviscando. Não lembrava nada a Roma. O hotel que&amp;nbsp;ficava a "100 metros" da rodoviária fizemos em 30 minutos caminhando.&amp;nbsp;Não bastasse isso, a recepção do hotel ficava no segundo andar. Papai e mamãe ahcaram que era pertinho e resolveram subir de escada ao inves de pegar o elevador. Resultado: subiram 97 degraus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aviso na porta do elevador, que eles só leram a primeira parte.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Já eram quatro da tarde quando fomos almoçar. Eu resolvi pedir um risotto&amp;nbsp;a la fiorentina. Que arrependimento! Sair do Brasil para comer arroz com carne moída. Juro! Não acreditei quando veio. Que decepção!&amp;nbsp;Até&amp;nbsp;o arroz era igual o nosso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HhxzvEJ_w8Y/TdQjv_uByQI/AAAAAAAABpI/bvdkzBAFb5I/s1600/Risoto+a+la+Fiorentina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HhxzvEJ_w8Y/TdQjv_uByQI/AAAAAAAABpI/bvdkzBAFb5I/s320/Risoto+a+la+Fiorentina.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Risotto a la Fiorentine&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;No&amp;nbsp;dia seguinte, comi uma foccacia com presunto de parma cru, mozzarela de&amp;nbsp;bufula e pesto. Maravilhoso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Caminhamos o dia todo pela cidade, que por sinal, é encantadora. Eu compreu um camafeu para mim. Lindo! As jóias daqui são cada uma mais linda que a outra. Nunca vi tanta loja e fábrica de couro, nem no sul nem na Argentina. É couro para tudo em quanto é lado. Ah, e muiiiiito brasileiro. O engraçado é que eles têm negócios ali. Devem estar regularizados. Impressionante!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Nossa, na França banheiro público é de graça. Na Itália são carissimos. Não existe banheiro público, nem se você for tomar cafezinho no boteco da esquina. Só pagando para entrar no museu, 5 euros. Mas valeu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Como diz o papai: "foi uma mijada com um resultado cultural excelente"!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aKb7Lvn5MF8/TdQjr56uRsI/AAAAAAAABpA/0H9LIXKCPhg/s1600/Mais+sorvetes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aKb7Lvn5MF8/TdQjr56uRsI/AAAAAAAABpA/0H9LIXKCPhg/s400/Mais+sorvetes.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Sorveteria em Florença&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Fomos jantar na &lt;a href="http://www.casatrattoria.com/ristoranti.asp?id=4"&gt;Trattoria Al Trebbio&lt;/a&gt;. Super recomendada. Estava uma delícia. Tomamos um&amp;nbsp;vinho, que já nem me lembro mais de qual. Temos tomado vinho direto. É mais barato que refrigerante e água. E quem conhece minha família por parte de pai, sabe que alguns vinhos costumam "pegar" a cabeça. Até hoje nenhum "pegou" o papai. Ele está nadando de braçada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;
﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sKR4WOIxmas/TdQjtZmjvcI/AAAAAAAABpE/0yhvr6qbL8s/s1600/Raviole+de+gorgonzola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sKR4WOIxmas/TdQjtZmjvcI/AAAAAAAABpE/0yhvr6qbL8s/s400/Raviole+de+gorgonzola.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Ravioli gratinati alla&amp;nbsp;gorgonzola&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eNymXoZE4oY/TdQjxR5x07I/AAAAAAAABpM/CJYc3YelkJk/s1600/Spagueti+al+vongole.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eNymXoZE4oY/TdQjxR5x07I/AAAAAAAABpM/CJYc3YelkJk/s400/Spagueti+al+vongole.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spaghetti alle vongole&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Eu e a mamãe pedimos um cantucci com vinho santo, sobremesa típica Toscana. Cantucci é um biscoito de amêndoas bem seco. Fica perfeito quando molhado nesse vinho de sobremesa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sR28JiB7-WY/TdQjbdxZUwI/AAAAAAAABo4/9EVTIWv2QxE/s1600/Cantuci+e+Vin+Santo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sR28JiB7-WY/TdQjbdxZUwI/AAAAAAAABo4/9EVTIWv2QxE/s400/Cantuci+e+Vin+Santo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cantucci con el vin santo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Desistimos de ir a Pisa por motivos de horários dos trens&amp;nbsp;e fomos rumo à Comacchio, cidades dos meus antepassados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176068888295492328-850784100368600664?l=barbaraccamposbh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DQhEveJr1UA/TdGalOZug-I/AAAAAAAABoc/40sBl2l2yGw/s1600/DSC01458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DQhEveJr1UA/TdGalOZug-I/AAAAAAAABoc/40sBl2l2yGw/s320/DSC01458.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Munidos para a enfrentar a fila do Vaticano&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;1º dia - Roma estava muito quente. Não estávamos esperando esse calor todo não. Principalmente porque fomos ao Vaticano e a fila estava quilométrica. Nem a fila para sobir a torre&amp;nbsp;Eiffel no verãozão fica tão comprida. Então resolvemos voltar um pouco e&amp;nbsp;nos munir de água e chápeu.&amp;nbsp;Visitamos museu do Vaticano: a sala dos mapas e a Capela Sisitna. Realmente lina e imperdível!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g5UAtmS05u8/TdGZeRDjeiI/AAAAAAAABoU/ejsZriWdCzs/s1600/DSC01471.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g5UAtmS05u8/TdGZeRDjeiI/AAAAAAAABoU/ejsZriWdCzs/s320/DSC01471.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um dos mapas da sala dos mapas&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Finalmente fomos almoçar perto do Vaticano. Acreditem ou não, mas fomos enganados na porta de um restaurante pelo dono. Entramos&amp;nbsp;e&amp;nbsp;quando percebemos o golpe, resolvemos pagar a água e ir embora. O dono chegou já gritando com a garçonete que recebia nosso dinheiro e começou a gritar com a gente e de todo o italiano que ele berrava entendi&amp;nbsp;ele nos mandando tomar no cu para quem quisesse ouvir. Isso é glamour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Fomos ver o Palácio Santo Ângelo a beira do Rio Tevere. Mas o cansaço e o preço nos impediram de subir até o topo. Caminhamos até a Piazza Navona,&amp;nbsp;que tem três fontes e a&amp;nbsp;Embaixada do Brasil.&amp;nbsp;Tomamos sorvetes maravilhosos.&amp;nbsp;Aproveitando o nosso Roma Pass, pegamos um busão até a "termini". Fomos mais expremidos do que sardinha enlatada. Pelo que vi todos os outros ônibus estavão do mesmo jeito. Que inferno! O transporte público em Roma é uma droga! Só tem duas linhas de metrô e os ônibus são desse jeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;2º dia - Realmente isso é Itália. Glamour zero! Um café da manhã que nem era para ser comentado aqui, era para ser trivial... Bom, hoje a porta estava estragada. Emprovisaram e fizeram uma "escadinha" pela janela para entrada e saída de hóspedes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xs3d1_mZb-Y/TdGaHVDebnI/AAAAAAAABoY/oA5p_qdOBeU/s1600/DSC01490.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xs3d1_mZb-Y/TdGaHVDebnI/AAAAAAAABoY/oA5p_qdOBeU/s320/DSC01490.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Papai saindo da sala dépois do café da manhã&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Visitamos o coliseu.&amp;nbsp;O que posso dizer: uma das 7 maravilhas do mundo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TuzlwuWEJI4/TdGcretj_WI/AAAAAAAABog/y2zXR0UXLl0/s1600/DSC01491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TuzlwuWEJI4/TdGcretj_WI/AAAAAAAABog/y2zXR0UXLl0/s400/DSC01491.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0KJyQpB7QYM/TdGdbCS-b1I/AAAAAAAABos/wBxXr9NKhv8/s1600/Sorvetes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0KJyQpB7QYM/TdGdbCS-b1I/AAAAAAAABos/wBxXr9NKhv8/s320/Sorvetes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma vitrine de sorvetes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Fato engraçado: Fizemos amizade com umas argentinas na fila de entrada quando elas me pediram para dar uma olhada na câmera fotográfica delas. Eu não soube resolver o problema e recomendei que levassem à uma assistência técnica. Entramos no Coliseo separadas e já quase na saída nos encontramos novamente. Adivinhem! Não é que ela encontraram assistência técnica japonesa (turistas japoneses) dentro do coliseo! rsrsrsrs Consertaram a câmera dela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Fomos à Piazza Bologna, linda e grande. Fomos a Fontana de Trevi. E a outros lugares que já não me lembro mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7pFTd-x3KcM/TdGdZbZtKqI/AAAAAAAABoo/gAi-a7gHxHE/s1600/pizza+funghi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7pFTd-x3KcM/TdGdZbZtKqI/AAAAAAAABoo/gAi-a7gHxHE/s400/pizza+funghi.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma das pizzas que comemos em Roma&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-znaIF6cS5P0/TdGfToIK-6I/AAAAAAAABow/7HE-aDC93c8/s1600/Carro+parque+em+roma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-znaIF6cS5P0/TdGfToIK-6I/AAAAAAAABow/7HE-aDC93c8/s320/Carro+parque+em+roma.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Passeio pelo grande parque em Roma&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Resumo de Roma:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Nunca vi tanto turista junto na minha vida. Nem&amp;nbsp;conseguimos tirar fotos boas de tantos turistas em volta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Roma é linda, pena que os italianos moram nela.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;A comida italiana é maravilhosa, mesmo comprando um pão um queijo e alguns frios na padaria, já se faz uma "senhora" refeição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;O serviço em restaurantes é péssimo. É um absurdo cobrarem 12% de taxa de serviço!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Ah, já ia me esquecendo! Fomos assaltados no hotel. A mamãe não só já tinha feito a reserva, como já tinha pago tudo. Ao fazer o check-out........ um "assolto" do governo. É mole?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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1ª&amp;nbsp;noite - Fomos comer um típico crêpe frânces. Não são esses enjoativos que encontramos nos carrinhos perto de pontos turísticos não! &lt;strong&gt;Crêperie de Pontivy&lt;/strong&gt; - 29, avenue du Maine,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;ao pé da Torre de Montparnasse. Os crepes são enormes. A dica é pedir um crepe salgado e um doce para duas pessoas e dividir. Os crêpes doces são maravilhosos!&lt;br /&gt;
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2º dia - Fomos até a LeNôtre, uma das escolas de confeitaria mais famosas do mundo. Aproveitamos que minha amiga francesissima tinha tirado o dia para passar com a gente, porque eu sabia que era em outra cidade e o caminho um pouco confuso. Foi tão confuso que o que era para fazermos em 1 hora... saimos da estação de trem às 11:00 e chegamos às 15:00. Visitamos metade da França! rsrsrs brincadeirinha. Mas que andamos para caramba de metrô, trem, a pé e ônibus, uff...&lt;br /&gt;
Energia gasta... tinhamos que repôr! Fomos jantar no restaurante &lt;strong&gt;Les Batignolles&lt;/strong&gt; que fica na esquina da rue des dames e da rue des batignolles. É o restaurante melhor custo benefício que eu conheço em Paris. O cardápio super requintado com "formule" a 18 euros (entrada+prato ou prato+sobremesa). Um espetáculo!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sECXE_e9rHU/Tc7unSBleBI/AAAAAAAABoM/7JdR-xXvm4c/s1600/Pratos+Les+Batignolles.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sECXE_e9rHU/Tc7unSBleBI/AAAAAAAABoM/7JdR-xXvm4c/s400/Pratos+Les+Batignolles.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pratos do restaurante Les Batignolles&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3º dia - Fui até a Gregoire Ferrandi, escola de cozinha na qual desejo estudar desde o ano passado, conversar com a coordenadora. Fiz minha inscrição no curso de cozinha e fiz reserva para almoçarmos no restaurante no dia seguinte. A noite fomos jantar com alguns amigos num restaurante algeriano um belo cuscuz. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Sgvm2-NxX0/Tc7uMvO2o2I/AAAAAAAABoA/_2zFb3JLt-8/s1600/Ch%25C3%25A1+de+hortel%25C3%25A3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Sgvm2-NxX0/Tc7uMvO2o2I/AAAAAAAABoA/_2zFb3JLt-8/s320/Ch%25C3%25A1+de+hortel%25C3%25A3.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Garçom do restaurante algeriano servindo&amp;nbsp;um maravilhoso&amp;nbsp;chá de menta&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;4º dia - Ai... o almoço na escola. Definitivamente quem vai a Paris tinha que ir comer nesse&lt;strong&gt; restaurante escola da Gregoire Ferrandi, na Câmara de Comércio de Paris&lt;/strong&gt;, metrô St Placide. Paga-se 25 euros e bebidas a parte, mas a bebida foi super barata, tomamos aperitivos e água e a conta para&amp;nbsp;3 pessoas deu 80 euros. No menu vem o amuse bouche (um raviole numa tacinha), que todos ganham igual. Depois 3 sequências de pratos com duas opções cada: o primeiro&amp;nbsp;de ave sempre com foie gras, o segundo&amp;nbsp;de peixe (maigre ou rouget), o terceiro&amp;nbsp;de carne (porco ou cordeiro). Sobremesas diversas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rTtiuI038dE/Tc7uGdK89qI/AAAAAAAABn8/gK5NP1mSAoA/s1600/Ave+Gregoire+Ferrandi.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rTtiuI038dE/Tc7uGdK89qI/AAAAAAAABn8/gK5NP1mSAoA/s320/Ave+Gregoire+Ferrandi.png" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Entradas de aves com foie gras&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8lbcIZbRGvw/Tc7t-xP2EpI/AAAAAAAABn4/XQsDBHOMiTg/s1600/Maigre.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8lbcIZbRGvw/Tc7t-xP2EpI/AAAAAAAABn4/XQsDBHOMiTg/s320/Maigre.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Maigre com linguine de vongole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mes4QgOUTX0/Tc7uoyEcV-I/AAAAAAAABoQ/7H8sJ5jPMLA/s1600/Rouget.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mes4QgOUTX0/Tc7uoyEcV-I/AAAAAAAABoQ/7H8sJ5jPMLA/s320/Rouget.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rouget com legumes jovens&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UPtU9kZWzso/Tc7uNbFFIzI/AAAAAAAABoE/q4a-aWOZwZk/s1600/Cordeiro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UPtU9kZWzso/Tc7uNbFFIzI/AAAAAAAABoE/q4a-aWOZwZk/s320/Cordeiro.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Costeleta de cordeiro &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r1fr--0IvWM/Tc7uT70UrHI/AAAAAAAABoI/N7m-9tVlx80/s1600/Porco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r1fr--0IvWM/Tc7uT70UrHI/AAAAAAAABoI/N7m-9tVlx80/s320/Porco.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Porco com batatas&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Agradecemos dona Aélia e dona Clélia pelas maravilhas que nos deram de Páscoa. Eu sou apaixonda com frutas cristalizadas. Raramente tenho a chance de comer. É o tipo da coisa que a gente só come quando ganha de presente. Mas dessa vez, quando olhei para essa maravilha abaixo&amp;nbsp;e disse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Nossa, figo! Adoro figo!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Participamos pela 2ª vez do Mercado das Artes que aconteceu nos dias 07 e 08 de abril, no Conservatório de Música da UFMG.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, agora aceitamos &lt;strong&gt;cartão de crédito&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176068888295492328-2346574199469852146?l=barbaraccamposbh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Para quem quer fazer um curso de gastronomia na França e tem menos de 26 anos aconselho esse curso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
O processo seletivo é composto de 3 etapas: análise dos documentos;&amp;nbsp;prova de francês, inglês e conhecimentos básicos da cozinha francesa; e entrevista. Chequei até a segunda etapa e não passei na prova de conhecimentos básicos de cozinha francesa. Divulgarei abaixo algumas anotações que fiz logo depois da prova para quem se&amp;nbsp;interesse em&amp;nbsp;fazer esse curso. A prova era composta de 20 questões. Cada resposta certa vale 1 ponto, cada errada perde 1 ponto. Todas as questões tinham várias opções de resposta e você tem que assinalar a(s) correta(s). Coloco aqui o que lembrei. Em azul algumas restpostas.&lt;br /&gt;
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1- O que siginifica Pac – &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;politique agricole commune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2- O que siginifica AOP – &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;appellation d’origine protégée&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
3- O que siginifica IGP –&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; indication géographique protégée&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
4- Variedades&amp;nbsp;de morangos -&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;mara des bois, pink panda, vivas rosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
5- Variedade de&amp;nbsp;batatas: &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;BF15, la binjte, la belle de fontenay, la ratte, la roseval, la hidaho ou russet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
6- Como ficou conhecida popularmente batata na França : &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;parmentier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
7- Relação de chefs franceses com os nomes dos restaurantes &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;(eram 7 nomes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
8- Sazonalidade de frutas e legumes (primavera, verão e inverno) – &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;(eram 11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
9- Selecionar os produtos que vão no bechamel&lt;br /&gt;
10- Selecionar os produtos que vão na patê Brisée&lt;br /&gt;
11- O que é “russe”? &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Duas opções: Outil à decouper (errada) ou casserole (certa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
12- Quem inventou o poulet au pot?:&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; Henry IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
13- Marque os peixes de rio:&lt;br /&gt;
14- Marque os peixes de mar:&lt;br /&gt;
15- Marcar as chefs francesas atuais:&lt;br /&gt;
16- Vinho – marcar os de borgonha: &lt;br /&gt;
17- Carne – o que é “...” (as respostas eram relacionadas a parentesco com outros animais): Opções: cochon (porc domestique) ... &lt;br /&gt;
18- Relacionar os pratos com as regiões&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; (eram&amp;nbsp;6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
19- Marcar légumes de inverno esquecidos&lt;br /&gt;
20- Nome de quem canta os pratos na cozinha: &lt;br /&gt;
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A escola oferece também um curso para estrangeiros, mas bem mais caro. De qualquer forma é uma das melhores escolas de cozinha da França hoje!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176068888295492328-8741180022604411840?l=barbaraccamposbh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPlzcvTIESc/TVK1pXhJWRI/AAAAAAAABlA/lZyCbNqQ20A/s1600/Pirulitos+de+chocolate+decorados+safari+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPlzcvTIESc/TVK1pXhJWRI/AAAAAAAABlA/lZyCbNqQ20A/s320/Pirulitos+de+chocolate+decorados+safari+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Criamos também a linha de pirulitos de chocolate decorados para a Páscoa 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPlzcvTIESc/TVK15ONJcDI/AAAAAAAABlY/ubKF5U8IBRA/s1600/Pirulitos+P%25C3%25A1scoa+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPlzcvTIESc/TVK15ONJcDI/AAAAAAAABlY/ubKF5U8IBRA/s320/Pirulitos+P%25C3%25A1scoa+2011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Entre na nossa loja virtual e faça sua encomenda. Lembro a todos que encomendas de produtos de chocolate serão atendidas somente em Belo Horizonte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176068888295492328-8654600713459078630?l=barbaraccamposbh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Fiz em casa uma adaptação da entrada de foie gras servida&amp;nbsp;no Chez Robert. Uma fatia de foie gras acompanhada de figo seco, geléia de damasco, uvas, kiwi e um chutney de pêra. Em um pratinho menor envolvido por um guardanapo grande para não deixar esfriar, torradas cortadas em triângulo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPlzcvTIESc/TUQpVRnw3hI/AAAAAAAABkM/OAokEtfbsZc/s1600/foie+gras.jpg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPlzcvTIESc/TUQpVRnw3hI/AAAAAAAABkM/OAokEtfbsZc/s400/foie+gras.jpg.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPlzcvTIESc/TUQqktX_wlI/AAAAAAAABkQ/8Of5ou9GDZk/s1600/torradas+para+o+foie+gras.jpg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPlzcvTIESc/TUQqktX_wlI/AAAAAAAABkQ/8Of5ou9GDZk/s200/torradas+para+o+foie+gras.jpg.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPlzcvTIESc/TUQozsSRifI/AAAAAAAABkI/8H6qmHIK0uw/s1600/torradas+para+o+foie+gras+2.jpg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPlzcvTIESc/TUQozsSRifI/AAAAAAAABkI/8H6qmHIK0uw/s200/torradas+para+o+foie+gras+2.jpg.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Chutney, segundo o Le Grand Larrousse Gastronomique,&amp;nbsp; é um condimento agre-doce, feito de frutas ou de legumes (ou de uma mistura dos dois) cozidos no vinagre com açúcar e especiarias até a consistência de geléia. É tradicional da culinária indiana (palavra inglesa derivada de "l'hindoustani chatni", especiarias fortes) é na realidade uma especialidade britânica, que data da época colonial. Os chutneys podem ser preparados a partir de numerosas frutas (manga, coco, abacaxi, polpa de mexirica) mas também de diversos produtos ocidentais como cebola, melão, cereja, uva passas, maçã, etc. Alguns são reduzidos até purê, outros conservam alguns pedaços. Alguns são bem apimentados. Cozidos por 2 horas mais ou menos, são conservados como geléia.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;Chutney de Pêra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;Michel Roux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;375grs de pêras, descascadas, sem semente, cortada em dados grandes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;60grs de maçãs, descascadas e picadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;125grs de&amp;nbsp;tomates bem maduros, descascados sem sementes, picados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;60grs de cebola picada finamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;60grs de uva-passas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;2 colheres de sopa de zests de laranja picada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;suco de 1&amp;nbsp;laranja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;150grs de açúcar mascavo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;1/4 de colher de chá de canela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;1/4 de colher de chá de noz moscada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;1/4 de colher de chá de pimenta da jamaica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;15grs de gengibre fresco picado finamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;150ml de vinagre de vinho branco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;pitada de açafrão em pó ou em pistilos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;Modo de Preparo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;Misturar todos os ingredientes exceto a pêra em uma panela e ferver em fogo baixo, mexendo de vez em quando. Cozinhar por uma hora, mexendo a cada 10 minutos, até a mistura tornar-se uma geléia. Adicionar as pêras e cozinhar por mais 40 minutos, mexendo a cada 10 minutos. Transferir o chutney para um&amp;nbsp; recipiente de 500ml, deixar esfriar completamente, e tapar. Guardar na geladeira por várias semanas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176068888295492328-7658214827036483661?l=barbaraccamposbh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Já atualizamos na nossa loja online os novos produtos que criamos para esse ano de 2011. São lembrancinhas personalizadas para todas as ocasiões: maternidade, batizado, nascimento, casamento, bodas, aniversário de 15 anos, primeira comunhão, chá de bebê, chá de fraldas, chá de panela... Tudo a preços excelentes. Atendemos em Belo Horizonte. Entrem e confiram! - &lt;a href="http://www.elo7.com.br/vaniacamposlembrancinhas/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vânia Campos Lembrancinhas em Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPlzcvTIESc/TTZBfkgNn1I/AAAAAAAABjE/DttcC7BL0oE/s1600/Lembrancinha+ch%25C3%25A1+de+panela+-+Latinhas+Mint+to+Be.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPlzcvTIESc/TTZBfkgNn1I/AAAAAAAABjE/DttcC7BL0oE/s320/Lembrancinha+ch%25C3%25A1+de+panela+-+Latinhas+Mint+to+Be.png" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Vejam o video de como usar o CV Ipad:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheguei a BH com milhões de novidades de Paris para os nossos chocolates de Natal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;Lembrancinhas natalinas, trufas, pães de mel, fudges, brownies, bombons nas mais variadas embalagens, cupcakes, bolos natalinos, panetone trufado....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Preços que variam de &lt;b&gt;R$ 1,70 a R$ 69,00&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quem quiser conferir click no link abaixo de nossa loja virtual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elo7.com.br/userProfile.do?command=showUserProfile&amp;amp;webCode=34A59"&gt;Vânia Campos&amp;nbsp;Lembrancinhas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ou fale direto conosco&lt;br /&gt;
(31) 3222-1343&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ah, agora pela loja pode-se comprar com&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CARTÃO DE CRÉDITO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;E... como todo ano, participe do nosso Sorteio de Natal&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;a ser realizado no dia 23/12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;A cada R$ 30,00 em compras ganhe um cupom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Prêmio: Cesta de Natal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176068888295492328-6857745662324037812?l=barbaraccamposbh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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