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liberacao de ferro que ocorre durante o cozimento dos alimentos. A utilizacao de utensilios de ferro na coccao dos alimentos aumenta significantemente a quantidade de ferro e manganes consumida. Guardar alimentos em panela de ferro aumenta consideravelmente o teor de ferro e manganes do alimento o que e ruim do ponto de vista do paladar do alimento e da saude. Formas de pizza de ferro sao interessantes, porque tornam a pizza mais quente e crocante do que as assadas em forma de aluminio, sem que o ferro migre da forma para a pizza.Iogurte, tomate e outros alimentos acidos e liquidos, quando preparados ou armazenados em panelas de ferro adquirem um teor elevado de ferro.O ferro que sai da panela e vai para os alimentos e utilizado pelo organismo como o ferro oriundo de alimentos vegetais.O uso da panela de ferro pode ser util para vegetarianos, mulheres em idade fertil que tenham um sangramento menstrual excessivo e criancas.Entretanto, embora a anemia devida a deficiencia do ferro seja conhecida por todos, o excesso de ferro que e menos divulgado e extremamente nocivo a saude. Diversos estudos associam o excesso de ferro ao aumento da frequencia de infarto do miocardio e derrames. Alem disso, e estimado que 1 em cada 200 pessoas apresente uma doenca genetica chamada Hemocromatose, que ocorre devido ao acumulo de taxas altas de ferro no organismo, causando problemas serios no figado, no coracao e no sistema endocrino como diabetes, impotencia e hipotireoidismo.Varios fatores influenciam na maior liberacao de ferro da panela para o alimento: quanto mais acido o alimento maior a liberacao de ferro. O tomate, por exemplo, libera uma grande quantidade de ferro da panela durante o cozimento. O teor de agua como o tempo de coccao dos alimentos exercem uma influencia direta no acrescimo de ferro ao alimento.Panelas de vidroAs panelas de vidro sao as unicas que nao transferem qualquer residuo para a comida, sendo ideais do ponto de vista da saude. Alem disso sao lindas e a transparencia permite ver o processo de elaboracao dos alimentos. A facilidade da limpeza e outro ponto positivo. Os pontos negativos sao o preco e fragilidade do material. Pecas de cristal antigas, como por exemplo, tacas de vinho, sao feitas a partir de uma materia prima que contem 24 a 32% de oxido de chumbo. Bebidas alcoolicas mantidas nesses recipientes de vidro cristal contendo chumbo apresentam a concentracao de chumbo aumentada ao longo do tempo. Atualmente, as tacas de cristal nao contem mais chumbo.O vidro tem a seu favor tambem o fato de ser um material totalmente reciclavel ou seja, seria a panela mais ecologicamente correta.Panelas de cobreAs panelas de cobre, embora muito bonitas e de transmissao rapida e homogenea do calor, sao mais uteis como objetos decorativos na cozinha, porque a quantidade de cobre que migra para o alimento, especialmente para os mais acidos, pode causar uma intoxicacao. O excesso de cobre, mesmo em pequenas quantidades, pode produzir nauseas, vomitos e diarreia. Ja a ingestao continua de quantidades maiores de cobre pode causar dano renal, alteracoes osteoarticulares, dores nas juntas e
broiler chickens. Avian Dis. 2000;44(2):449-53.5) BRITTIN, H.C., NOSSAMAN, C.E. Iron content of food cooked in iron utensils. Journal of the American Dietetic Association, Chicago, v.86, n.7, p.897-901, 1986.6) CHENG, Y.J., BRITTIN, H.C. Iron in food: effect of continued use of iron cookware. Journal of Food Science, Chicago, v.56, n.2, p.584-585, 1991.7) FIMREITE, N., HANSEN, O.O., PETTERSEN, H.C. Aluminium concentrations in selected foods prepared in aluminium cookware, and its implications for human health. Bulletin of Environmental Contamination and Toxicology, New York, v.58, n.1, p.1-7, 1997.8) GRAMICCIONI, L., INGRAO, G., MILANA, M.R., SANTARONI, P., TOMASSI, G. Aluminium levels in Italian diets and in selected foods from aluminium utensils. Food Additives and Contaminants, London, v.13, n.7, p.767-774, 1996.9) KULIGOWSKI, J., HALPERIN, K.M. Stainless steel cookware as a significant source of nickel, chromium, and iron. Archives of Environmental Contamination and Toxicology, New York, v.23, n.2, p.211-215, 199210) KUMAR, R., SRIVASTAVA, P.K., SRIVASTAVA, S.P. Leaching of heavy metals (Cr, Fe and Ni) from stainless steel utensils in food simulants and food materials. Bulletin of Environmental Contamination and Toxicology, New York, v.53, n.2, p.259-266, 1994.11) LUCKEY, T.D., VENUGOPAL, B. Metal toxity in mammals: physiologic and chemical basis for metal toxity. New York : Plenum Press, 1977. v.1
ter surgido na Espanha e ate mesmo na Africa do Sul.O Significado do Bem Casado: O Bem-Casado e considerado uma das principais marcas do matrimonio, este delicioso docinho representa a uniao selada pela cumplicidade e respeito mutuo, significa que o casal pode se tornar um so, e que mesmo sendo duas pessoas diferentes, estao agora unidas pelo amor e para sempre.A Lenda Do Bem Casado:Diz a lenda que para se ter muita sorte nesta uniao, devera ser distribuido um bem-casado a cada convidado e, que todo aquele que saborear um bem-casado, estara sendo abencoado com a mesma sorte e felicidade. Basta fazer um pedido, antes de dar a primeira mordida.Tipos de Bem Casados:- Bem Casados: Como o proprio nome diz e destinado a essa data especial, o casamento, dando boa sorte aos casais e convidados.- Bem Nascidos: Destinado a nascimentos e batizados, para dar boas-vindas ao bebe desejando-lhe vida feliz e saudavel- Bem Vividos: Destinado a aniversarios e bodas, comemorando assim os anos vividos, uniao feliz e amor eterno.- Bem Sucedidos: Destinado a eventos e empresas, celebra o sucesso, a prosperidade e fortuna.Bem vividosBem sucedido
que me oferta; nao e senao um mero sofisma afirmar que nao se pode, com tais meios, alcancar mais de uma so coisa e que consequentemente essa unica coisa seria a melhor e que essa melhor coisa seria a angustia."17 de outubro"O fato de nada ter aprendido de utilidade e - coisa que lhe esta intimamente unida - que me tenha deixado enfraquecer fisicamente, esse fato pode ocultar uma intencao. Nao desejaria ser desviado, desviado pela satisfacao de viver que sente um homem sadio e util. Como se a enfermidade e a angustia nao desviassem tanto quanto isso, ao menor!Teria a possibilidade de arredondar esse pensamento e termina-lo de varios modos favoravelmente a mim, porem nao me atrevo e nao creio - ao menor hoje e durante o maior numero de dias que venham - nao creio em qualquer solucao que me possa favorecer."18 de outubro"Tempo eterno da meninice. Outra vez um chamado da vida.E totalmente concebivel que a maravilha da vida esteja difundida em torno de qualquer um e isso sempre na plenitude, porem velada, na intimidade, muito distante.Chamemo-la com a palavra adequada, pelo seu nome real, ai ela vem. Nisso reside a essencia da magia que nao cria, porem invoca."
Tenho saudades de todas as pessoas que eu amo. Em algumas horas verei meus amigos, em apenas alguns dias verei minha amada e meus pais, meu irmao e minha sobrinha, e quem sabe verei outros amigos que ha tempos nao vejo, mas quanta falta me fazem!Penso neles a todo momento, eu os amo mais que tudo. 24 de janeiro"Os obices que eu sinto quando falo, evidentemente incriveis para outros, veem do fato de que meu pensamento ou melhor o conteudo de minha consciencia e completamente nebuloso, ainda que nele repouse sossegado e contente comigo mesmo, enquanto uma conversacao humana requer minucia, consistencia e um encadear-se continuo. Todas essas coisas que nao existem de modo algum em mim. Ninguem ficara de boa vontade nas nuvens comigo e mesmo que o fizesse eu nao poderia apesar disso espalhar a bruma para fora de minha cabeca, entre dois seres humanos ela dilui e nao e nada."25 de fevereiro"Depois de varios dias de dor de cabeca constante, por fim me sinto um pouco mais livre e confiante. Se eu fosse outro, que me contempla de fora e ve o curso de minha vida, diria certamente que tudo isto deve terminar em nada, consumir-se em uma duvida incessante que apenas posso inventar mortificacoes. Mas em meu carater de parte interessada, continuo esperando." Ainda Sou...excesso, sentido, essencia, mascara, ideia, ser, sempre. Passado, fuga, vida... Ilusao, escassa, verdade (?). Todo, complexo, conjunto, papel, numero, po. Eu ainda nao sou Nada. Bright city.Loud city.And I'm sitting here,empty. 29 de outubro"No curso de uma das noites seguintes, terminei apesar de tudo por participar realmente do jogo, anotando os resultados alcancados por minha mae. Desse fato nao adveio nenhuma aproximacao e se houve disso qualquer sinal, logo foi desfeito pelo aborrecimento, pelo cansaco, pela lamentacao do tempo perdido. Teria acontecido sempre assim. Esta zona fronteira, colocada entre a solidao e a comunidade, apenas a ultrapassei muito raras vezes, estabeleci-me nela mais solidademente do que na verdadeira solidao. Como e linda e viva, comparada a isso, a ilha de Robinson!" Sou impura e imperfeita.Translucida e incolor.O que e meu nao tem dono nunca teve.Aquilo que por mim passa, ha de ter passado antes e vira a passar depois.Sem ter, sem ser.Mas sei, algo fica(esse algo sim e meu).O resto apenas caminha...Restos que caminham paralelamentetao pertos embora quase imperceptiveis,quase inconscientes...distantes...Passe pureza!Passe perfeicao!Longe. Surge a alvoradafolhas a voare o inverno do meu tempo comecaa brotar, a minar(Cartola) Homem a sete palmos de distancia. One thing that I will never understand about Brazil is the way that ATMs work here.ATMs here seem to be like Brazilians public servants: both the sucess of your transaction and the answer you get depend on their (its) current mood.Some facts about the caixa eletronico here :1) Brazil is the only place where I have seen an ATM announce that it has run out of money. True story.2) Brazilian ATMs, strangely, announce which bills they have available to give out your money. For instance, you walk up to a machine, and you want to take out R$30. The ATM screen shows
Available Bills: R$20 and R$50. You have to go elsewhere for your R$30. Goodbye.3) ATMs, from the same bank, even in the same physical location, may work differently depending on the moment. For instance, the first time you try your card it might say hey, this shit isn't working, sorry for the inconvenience. And then a minute later, when you try again in the exact same machine, everything will be fine. One second, one machine will warn you, the maximum transaction is R$400. Then the machine next to it will give you different information: the maximum transaction is actually R$600. It's like the machine just tells you what it f***ing feels like saying.You want money? Better have the time to try your card in all four machines. Good luck, you'll need it.4) Any traveller coming to Brazil with a credit card/ key card should be warned : don't expect to be able to take out money when you feel like it. You will be able to pay for most things with credit card, generally without a lower limit like we have in Australia. But if you do find an ATM that actually accepts your card, take advantage of this. And: have all kinds of change available when you go into a shop - salespeople often shamelessly say, sorry, got no change, when you try to break a larger bill. One time I wanted to purchase a R$35 top in a large-chain clothing store, and went to pay with a R$50 bill. The saleswoman was horrified at my proposition, "nao tem troco", she snarled, there's no change. I paid by card, thinking to myself, but, this is a clothing store. Shouldn't this be one place where people regularly spend amounts of money similar to me? 5) ATMs here generally have a closing time. You usually can't go to an ATM between the hours of 10PM and 6AM or so here. I have been told this is to inhibit flash kidnappings. Anyway, you can't get money out at 3AM after your night out to pay for your Macca's meal here, like you can in Australia, no, no.6) You have to slide your card in-and-out, in-and-out, in-and-out, during the transaction. It does not stay, effortlessly in the machine, as it does in Australia. Another method, I assume, to make it harder for theft. Good, I guess, at least you won't forget your card in the ATM...Speaking of methods-for-inhibiting-crime (it seems to have turned itself into a bit of a theme here), Brazil is constantly evolving ways to stay one step ahead of its criminals. Guillaume scolded me one time recently for accepting money with a pink marking on it. Apparently, if an ATM is (don't ask me how) is exploded by thieves to access the money, the machine releases a pink ink onto the bills so that they can be recognized as stolen money and therefore not used. Pretty smart. I'm sure it would make things slightly easier to have a Brazilian bank account with a Brazilian bank card. That, though, requires opening a bank
account, which will make you want to commit suicide is not so easy.Two remarks may sum up today's entry: 1) when I go to the ATM here, I basically assume that I will have no success, and 2) Brazilians seemed to have nipped that flash-kidnapping problem in the bud, at least.
Today was the first day of my new job. I got on the internet at 11am. At 11.30 they sent me my assignment. An article of about 1800 words about the petroleum industry in Brazil. After I had asked for him to give me an idea of how much time I could have, the employee who sent the text to me said 'faz tranquilo e bem revisado, ai nos medimos quanto tempo levou', do it calmly and edit it well so then we can see how long it took. At 2.30 the boss asked me, 'are you ready to hand it in yet?' I was halfway through. I replied that, no, I was only on the second page, and asked if I was translating too slowly. He said 'yes, lol.'Because apparently everything is less offensive with a lol on the end.After that, I rushed through the text. I eventually turned it in without editing properly because I was worried that I would waste too much time. That was stupid. Thirty minutes afterward I realised that I had mismatched columns in the PDF document - I had missed a paragraph. I told him that I knew it was unprofessional but that I had to fix it and resend the document. I fixed it in ten minutes. He had already sent the document to the client. I felt really stupid.I was speaking to him online throughout the day and he said that their translators produce on average 700 words per hour without translating software . I felt awful. The rate that I went at today was 300 per hour (and I don't have the software either). From my brain and internet research. I do not touch any automatic translators on the internet. I thought, wow,700 per hour, that sounds crazy - but hey, maybe I really am just slow.Anyway, I had a cry to myself about being dumb and then I had a look around on the internet and it seemed like I had at least a normal-good pace for technical translations. But that's relative, I know.It makes me wonder though, who the hell are these people who are doing the translations this fast? They must be native Portuguese speakers translating into English without doing much research on terminology and who think to themselves, hey, awesome translation, let's send it off, because they don't have a clue of how disjointed or artificial it sounds to a native English speaker. Texts like that cannot be of much quality.Just saying. I will get faster with practice and one I get more used to the different technical jargons. But I do still think a good translation takes time and a bit of reflection on the less-obvious things. I don't settle on a word-for-word translation. That's not what it is about at all.Look at me all-up-on-ma-high-horse! To be honest, clearly, I am not a professional translator, nor do I want to be. I have learnt Portuguese for less than a year and a half. What I want is to be a linguist. This is to sustain me while
I spend some more time here to improve my Portuguese. And I like the fact that you get to learn more of the language while working. Anyway, the pay is good, so I hope they keep me and are not dodgy. We'll see. Suck it.
Today I wanted to write about the phases I have been through here in Brazil.Clearly, after having spent 8 months here now, my headset is different to whenI stepped off of the plane in July last year. These are the stages I have beenthrough since arriving. I'm not sure if I could describe them as culture shock- I'm not sure they fit so neatly into that description, but these 'phases'have definitely morphed during my time here. They are kinds of 'filters'through which, for certain amounts of time, I viewed everything that washappening around me in Brazil.1) The I'm-Going-To-Die-HerePhase:OK, this phase could be said to have started in Australia while I wasplanning my trip. This is where I thought I was going to be attacked by streetbandits at any minute in Sao Paulo. The month before I arrived here, I was 100%convinced that I would die on the streets of Sao Paulo. I was 100% convincedthat I would be kidnapped. I dreamt about this more than a few times. I checkedmy insurance policy and my bank to see if they had coverage for kidnappings (they did, but advised me not to advertise the fact, hah). When I got out of the SaoPaulo airport I was shocked at the calmness of the carpark - perhaps nothingwould happen until we were on the road. From the backseat of the car duringthat ride, I looked fiercely at pedestrians around the car through the tightlyrolled-up car windows, guessing which one might turn out to stick a gun tomy head while we were waiting for the lights to change. After a successful tripto my new place, I felt slightly calmer. But I did spend the next four weeksclutching my purse and never taking out my mobile phone on the street and,perhaps, running from the bus stop to my house if it was late. I know it soundsstupid. After a while I realized, hey, nothing has happened, and started torelax. Shiva-Getting-Off-The-Plane sounds paranoid, right? Well, I had heard alot of horror stories about Sao Paulo, and had never been to South America. Addthat to me just being a worry-wort and this is what you get!2) The Why-Is-Everyone-So-Horny?Phase:While still experiencing my first phase, I spent a good month shocked byhow...how can I put this...horny (!) people are here. I would explain to my newBrazilian friends how the concept of ficar was so foreign to me. Ofcourse casual relationships exist in Australia and in other countries - but asfar as I know we don't approach them with the ease and detachment thatBrazilians normally do. I would explain, when Australians wanted to talk about ficandothey would not have the ease of resorting to one simple verb like Brazilians do- they would akwardly explain how they were kind-of seeing someone, having acasual, physical thing with someone, you know. Another shock was theshamelessness of strangers in the street here. Random men in the street shout gostosa!(this is hard to translate - think: delicious and sexy at the same time) or linda (beautiful) to women who they decide aredeserving. The other day, someone told me
I am currently goingthrough a phase, which some describe as the Regression/Isolation Phase ofCulture Shock. The Honeymoon Period is over, definitely over. No morehoneymoon, my friends, no, no. I am frustrated and can barely remember the lasttime that I wasnt. It is not so exaggerated to the point where I think thatAustralia is perfect again, definitely not. But I am experiencing all of theother symptoms. They say it lasts up to 6-8 weeks? Im on the 8thweek mark hopefully Ill pass through this soon. Hopefully getting my visastuff over and done with will give some relief, and I think I will quit mytranslating job and stick to teaching. The hours are bad, the pace is stressfulfor me, and I get depressed staying indoors all day (with the sounds ofconstruction blasting into my ears as I work). Teaching is fun, especially ingroups. Oh, look at me, allnarcissistic. It seems that this blog has turned into a blog of Shivas-Emotional-Drainagemore than a blog about my experience as a foreigner in Brazil. But... this is myexperience, as a foreigner, in Brazil. So, Im heading to Paraguayon Sunday to get my visa lets hope it actually goes okay (unlikely, likemost things here). About an hour ago I went to take photos for my visaapplication. I look like Saddam Hussein before his execution (as if thosephotos were real anyway, ha..ha..ha). An indication of what I went through toget this visa... Dont disappoint me, Paraguay... Im exhausted, exhausted.ESGOTADA I looked that Portuguese word up just now. Thats what I am. ForgetCarnival I havent even had time to think about that. Im crazy...Ive gonecrazy here... Ive gone crazy...
It would be a lie if I said I haven't been a *bit* stressed lately. Firstly, I was running around trying to get a reliable job, which is never easy, no matter what country you are in. Meanwhile, my boyfriend, Guillaume was trying to open a Brazilian bank account, which, my friends, appears to be its own full-time job. Then Guillaume moved into my place, which was also a bit of organising to deal with. Since then, I have been dealing with the stress of my new jobs (8 hours of translation and 2 hours ESL teaching per day) and scrambling to pay the rent. I am now currently trying to organize a trip to Argentina to get a tourist visa, which, of course, means more scrambling for money and time spent on organization. I will have to go during the time that Carnaval is on, because it is the only time Guillaume and I can get that much time off work before my student visa expires.I called the Brazilian Consulate in Argentina this morning, because after five days, they have not responded to my (very pertinent) questions about the tourist visa. (If they had sufficiently prepared their website and apparently-only-source-of-reference-to-the-public, then I wouldn't be asking, would I? I don't want to spend all the effort going to Argentina and then being rejected for lack of documents or incorrect number of staples, do I?) I assumed that I would be unsuccessful in my telephone call, because, like the Brazilian Embassy in Australia, on the Fale Conosco ('Speak to Us') section on their website, they simply list a few email addresses, and if you are lucky enough to spot the telephone number in tiny print somewhere on the page and manage calling, you will be greeted with an answering machine message saying 'Don't you dare ask us about visas, don't you dare!' or something similar.So, when I finally got through to a live person, on my third try, this is how it went:Mean Argentinian Man: Buenos dias.Me: (In Portuguese) Hi, may I speak in Portuguese? I am Australian and have some questions about a tourist visa.Mean Argentinian Man: PREGUNTAS SOLAMENTE POR EMAIL!!Me: (In Portuguese) Yes, I have already sent an email but nobody has replied.Mean Argentinian Man: REPREGUNTA! (Or something like that - I don't claim to speak Spanish - but anyway, I know he said, 'JUST ASK AGAIN!')Me: (In Portuguese) Okay, but while I am on the phone with you, couldn't you help me just briefly?Mean Argentinian Man: *Hangs up*I emailed them again. I am going to email them again and again and again, every day from now until I get a response.Why are people in consulate offices so useless? This is a worldwide problem. The Brazilian Embassy in Australia would only reply to me in Portuguese, on my third try at emailing them, when I was trying to get my student visa. That's cool, I'm a linguistics student, I speak Portuguese, and I get the whole 'being-proud-of-your-language' thing. But aren't people in consulate offices, like, very specifically supposed to be able