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Delfim Netto
Delfim Netto, colunista de Masculino, é um dos homens que mais entende de Brasil. Aqui, num papo rápido, inusitado e surpreendente.

Duas coisas que mais ama e as duas que mais odeia como cidadão brasileiro.
As que mais amo são: a nossa capacidade de adaptação e a nossa persistência. Eu não odeio nada, apenas lamento que tenhamos sido incapazes até agora de organizar o nosso sistema político.

Qual a receita para se manter firme e forte no meio político nacional?
Trabalhar!

Já fez terapia?
Eu já salvei um psiquiatra...

O que faz você rir?
Rir não, sorrir: a vida

Se sua vida fosse um livro, qual seria o título?
Um Jurássico otimista!
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ADOREI A NOVIDAHDE
HOT
AND
FRESH
Uma nova colônia masculina da Dior acaba de sair na França: a Dior Homme Sport, que tem como fundamento uma coisa culinária, inspirada numa balinha de pimenta vermelha.

"A idéia original era copiar a sensação de comer balas", explica o perfumista François Demachy, criador da fragrância. "Paradoxalmente existe o fato de que elas são apimentadas, quentes, mas dão uma sensação de frescor".

Entre os elementos usados em sua composição estão gengibre, notas de limão siciliano, mexerica, grapefruit e pimentas, além de madeira de sândalo e lavanda.

A campanha global do Dior Homme Sport é estrelada pelo ator Jude Law, exceto nos EUA e na Inglaterra onde o modelo Jon Passavant assume a posição. 11.08.2008 (SA)
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HO^JE AVISOU
QUEH JANTAR FOHRA
TAH BOM WIFE
VAMOS AO
DOM
VAMOS COMEMORAR
VINTE E CINCO ANOS DE CASAHDOS
O^BA
HOJE TEM FESTA
WIFE MERECE
ME ATUHRA A VINTE E CINCO ANOS
E DETAHLHE
SEM RECLAMAR
RECLAMOU
APANHOU
DIZ NO PRIH NAP
TAH TUHDO NO PAPEL
WIFE
SIGA O ROTEIRO
E EHLA TEM SEGUIHDO
HENRY
ERON
REAL PEOPLE
REAL TIME
I go to Peru several times a year not only to work on my knitwear, shoe, and belt collections, but to eat amazing food, see the vibrant and charming city of Lima, and visit with many fantastic people. This is a short trip for me. It is usually several weeks, but as we are nearing fashion week, I had to come down to try and do some face-to-face persuading and encouraging.
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Brazilian bikinis are still my favorites, especially now that the big trend there is the larger bottom (I must say, I was never a fan of the tiny ones.) Shopping for them in New York, however, has always been a challenge—I've even resorted to having them shipped to me. Rosa Chá is at the top of my list and every time I go home, I always stop in to see what designer Amir Slama is doing. Luckily, I won't have to have them sent from Brazil anymore, because he opened his first NYC store last weekend. Rosa Chá, 460 Broadway, NYC, (212) 777-0117.
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AQUIH POR PEKIN DUCK
Jade Barbosa chora na classificação para a final
Custo do frete aumenta até 150% no ano
Valor pago pelos exportadores para o transporte marítimo está no nível mais alto da história, puxado pelos reajustes do petróleo
Além do aumento de gastos, vendas externas enfrentam gargalos de infra-estrutura e câmbio adverso; importações também ficam mais caras
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VOCE^ PODE SENTIR A VIDA
BY
ALTEC LANSING
E DECK
A China certamente deu um show na abertura como nenhum país seria capaz, com suas alegorias, sua arte, seu bom gosto, sua criatividade.
É curioso ver como os atletas dedicam horas de todos os seus dias a um esporte para ganhar uma medalha -e se for de ouro, então, é a glória total.
E Lula, que não ia perder essa por nada, já está lá, e vai se sentir o rei da cocada preta a qualquer medalha ganha pelo Brasil, como se cada vitória fosse obra de seu governo, ou melhor: dele, pessoalmente. Será que o país vai tão bem que não precisa do seu presidente no país, para tratar de outros problemas?
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E O PRESIDENTE
GORDOS
NUNCA VIH MAIS GORDOS
SINAL DE QUE O PASTO
TAH BA~O
COMO DIZ MAMA~E
Crisp, Refreshing and Greek
Eight Rosés of Merit
By HOWARD G. GOLDBERG
Rosés, déclassé for years, are wildly popular today, and East End versions play easily into this international trend.
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VIVE LA FRANCE
LE TIRE BOUCHON
A CASA DO VINHO
FAZER VINTE VEZES
RECOMEÇAR A OBRA
POLI LA
CONTANTEMENTE
POLI LA
SEM DESCANSO
DEIXA O VERDE
DE JARDINEIRO
SONHOS
E
ALEGRIAS
O HOMEM QUE SE VENDE
RECEBE SEMPRE MAIS DO QUE VAHLE
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TELEFUNKEN
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JABUTICABAS
The Jabuticaba (also called Brazilian Grape Tree, Jaboticaba, Jabotica, Guaperu, Guapuru, Hivapuru, Sabará and Ybapuru) is a fruit-bearing tree native to Brazil. The fruit is purplish black, with a white pulp; it can be eaten raw or be used to make jellies and drinks (plain juice or wine).
The fruit tree (named jabuticabeira in Portuguese) has red leaves when young, turning green posteriorly. Its flowers are white and grow directly from its trunk. The jabuticaba (Myrciaria cauliflora (Mart.) O.Berg. [Myrtaceae]) is a small tree native to the Minas Gerais region near Rio de Janeiro in southern Brazil grown for the purple, grape-like fruits it produces. Traditionally, an astringent decoction of the sun-dried skins has been used as a treatment for hemoptysis, asthma, diarrhea, and gargled for chronic inflammation of the tonsils. The fruit is 3-4 cm in diameter with one to four large seeds, borne directly on the main trunks and branches of the plant, lending a distinctive appearance to the fruiting tree. It has a thick, purple, astringent skin that covers a sweet, white, gelatinous flesh. Common in Brazilian markets, jaboticabas are largely eaten fresh; their popularity has been likened to that of grapes in the US. Fresh fruit may begin to ferment 3 to 4 days after harvest, so they are often used to make jams, tarts, strong wines, and liqueurs. Several potent antioxidant and anti-inflammatory anti-cancer compounds have been isolated from the fruit.[1]
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BOILLABAISSE
Bouillabaisse (Occitan: bolhabaissa) is a traditional Provençal fish stew originating from the port city of Marseille. The French and English form bouillabaisse comes from the Provençal Occitan word bolhabaissa [ˌbujaˈbajsɔ], a compound that consists of the two verbs bolhir (to boil) and abaissar (to lower (heat)).
Bouillabaisse is a fish stock containing different kinds of cooked fish and shellfish and vegetables, flavored with a variety of herbs and spices such as garlic, orange peel, basil, bay leaf, fennel and saffron. There are at least three kinds of fish in a traditional bouillabaisse, typically scorpionfish (fr: rascasse); sea robin (fr: grondin); and European conger (fr: congre); and it can also include gilt-head bream (fr: dorade); turbot; monkfish (fr: lotte or baudroie); mullet; or silver hake (fr: merlan) It also usually includes shellfish and other seafood such as sea urchins (fr: oursins), mussels (fr: moules); small crabs (fr: etrilles); spider crab (fr: araignées de mer) or octopus. More expensive versions may add langoustine. Vegetables such as leeks, onions, tomatoes, celery and potatoes are boiled together with the broth and served with the fish. The broth is traditionally served with a rouille, a mayonnaise made of olive oil, garlic, saffron and cayenne pepper on grilled slices of bread. In Marseille, the broth is served first in a bowl containing the bread and rouille, with the seafood and vegetables served separately in another bowl or on a platter.
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THE ORIGINALS
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Páre de reclamar. O problema é seu
Funeral do Anarquista
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SE LAHVA A BUNDA
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QUEREMOS CHAMPAGNE ROSE^
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I MEAN
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OUT OF SPACE
TOO LATE
ANDY CALDWEEL
GINA REENE
SO MANY DAYS
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ANGEL
FISH
Angelfish may refer to:
Several groups of fish:
Freshwater angelfish, tropical cichlids of the genus Pterophyllum.
Marine angelfish of the family Pomacanthidae.
Angel sharks of the family Squatinidae.
Rhinobatos hynnicephalus, a species of guitarfish.
Atlantic spadefish (Chaetodipterus faber)
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MONKFISH
Monkfish is the English name of a number of types of fish in the northwest Atlantic, most notably the species of the anglerfish genus Lophius and the angelshark genus Squatina. The term is also occasionally used for a European sea monster more often called a sea monk.
Monkfish is the most common English name for the genus Lophius in the northwest Atlantic but goosefish is used as the equivalent term on the eastern coast of North America. Lophius has three long filaments sprouting from the middle of the head; these are the detached and modified three first spines of the anterior dorsal fin. As in most anglerfish species, the longest filament is the first, which terminates in an irregular growth of flesh, the esca. This modified fin ray is movable in all directions. This esca is used as a lure to attract other fishes, which monkfish then typically swallow whole. Experiments have shown, however, that whether the prey has been attracted to the lure or not is not strictly relevant, as the action of the jaws is an automatic reflex triggered by contact with the esca.
It grows to a length of more than 5 ft; specimens of 3 ft are common.
Two species Lophius piscatorius and Lophius budegassa are found in north-western Europe and referred to as monkfish, with L. piscatorius by far the most common species around the British Isles and of major fishery interest. In Europe and North America, the texture of the tail meat of fish of the genus Lophius, is sometimes compared to lobster tail and has been alluded to as the "poor man's lobster."[1] According to Seafood Watch, monkfish is currently on the list of fish that American consumers who are sustainability minded should avoid.
A second group of fish also known as monkfish are members of the genus Squatina, in the angel shark family Squatinidae. These are of somewhat similar shape to the anglerfish, but completely unrelated; as they are elasmobranchs. These fish are only of minor significance for human consumption, though they are endangered because they are caught as bycatch by trawlers.
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HO^JE TEREMOS
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SE EH BOM PRUH DANIEL
SERAH BOM PRAH MIM TAMBEM
To continue the journey of the salted cod from last week, once it is finished then we cook with it. The skin is removed and the the cod is soaked in cold water to rehydrate it and remove some of the salt. Then it is slowly poach until tender. We emulsify the cod with some of the poaching water and olive olive oil. It is served in a glass, then covered with light and creamy mashed potatoes. The last element is to top it with potato ribbons made from smoked potato bouillon and gellan gum. These ribbons are seasoned with olive oil and Ossetra caviar.
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Les fraises Sarah Bernhardt d’Escoffier chez Benoit Paris « Rendre hommage au plus grand cuisiner français du 19e, c’est un devoir de mémoire » nous raconte Eric Azoug, le chef du restaurant Benoit. Cet été les clients du restaurant pourront découvrir un dessert d’Auguste Escoffier : « Les fraises Sarah Bernhardt ». Inspiré par la célèbre comédienne, ce dessert est une petite merveille de douceur et de fraîcheur... Les fraises sont mises à macérer dans le curaçao, elles sont ensuite dressées en timbale au moment de servir, sur un socle de mousse glacée au curaçao et accompagnées d’un sorbet à l'ananas. www.benoit-paris.com

The 3 P.M. Brunch With the 4 A.M. Vibe By BEN DETRICKNOV. 16, 2011 Continue reading the main story Share This Page Share Tweet Pin Email More Save Photo An enthusiastic reveler parties to a performance by Roxy Cottontail, a promoter, at Eat Yo Brunch at Yotel on 10th Avenue, where the $35 brunch allows patrons to eat and drink for two hours. Credit Deidre Schoo for The New York Times BRUNCH, an occasion for flapjacks, Bloody Marys and meandering conversation, is traditionally the most sluggish of meals. But a smorgasbord of clubby New York restaurants have transformed lazy midday gatherings into orgies of overindulgence with blaring music, jiggling go-go dancers and bar tabs that mushroom into five figures. No, boozy brunches aren’t new. Inspired by the daytime debauchery on Pampelonne Beach in St.-Tropez, where jet-setters arrive by Ferrari and yacht, early iterations began at Le Bilboquet on the Upper East Side in the early ’90s, and spread to meatpacking district flashpoints like Bagatelle and Merkato 55 in 2008. But more recently, these brunches have been supersized, moving from smaller lounges to brassy nightclubs like Lavo and Ajna. The party blog Guest of a Guest has taken to calling it the “Battle of the Brunches.” “Not everyone gets to run to the beach or jump on a plane,” said Noah Tepperberg, an owner of Lavo in Midtown, which started its brunch party a year ago. “If you want to leave your house on the weekend, brunch fills that void.” On a recent Saturday, Mr. Tepperberg stood in Lavo’s basement kitchen, surrounded by meat slicers and employees readying confectionary “poison apples” for a Halloween party for a pre-split Kim Kardashian. Upstairs, patrons in costumes danced atop tables and chairs, bobbing to the carnival syncopation of Jay-Z and Kanye West’s “Paris.” Confetti and blasts of fog filled the air. Continue reading the main story Related Coverage slideshow The Brunch Party Takes Over Clubs NOV. 16, 2011 Advertisement Continue reading the main story It was 3 p.m. “People walk in and say, ‘I can’t believe this is going on right now,’ ” Mr. Tepperberg said. The brunch bacchanalia shows no sign of running dry. The Mondrian SoHo is starting Scene Sundays this month at its Imperial No. Nine restaurant. In Las Vegas, the original Lavo started a Champagne brunch a few weeks ago. Similar affairs have bubbled up in Boston, Los Angeles and Washington. For those looking to replicate the formula, here’s a guide to some of New York’s frothiest. Day and Night Ajna Bar (25 Little West 12th Street, dayandnightnyc.com); Saturday, noon to 6 p.m. This extravagant French-themed party landed in October at Ajna Bar in the meatpacking district, after dousing the Hamptons, Art Basel in Miami and the Oak Room in the Plaza Hotel with rosé. Beneath an industrial skylight and fluttering flags from the United Kingdom, France and Israel, well-heeled patrons pumped their fists and posed for purse-lipped Facebook photos, racking up huge tabs every Saturday. “I understand there’s a lot of people out there going through hard times,” said Daniel Koch, the promoter who helped start the Day and Night parties at Merkato 55. “But what you want to do with your money is your business.” SIGNAL TO DANCE ON TABLES “If you’ve been sprayed with Champagne, make some noise!” a hype man will shout between piercing dance tracks from Robyn, Calvin Harris and Oasis. Dancers in orange bathing suits will emerge; pipes will blast jets of fog. In a dangerously drunken take on a bar mitzvah ritual, a man spooning dessert out of a giant bowl will be seated on a chair and lifted high into the air by his cronies. BRUNCH SET Club-savvy guests seem piped in from Miami, Monaco and Merrill Lynch. “I’m from the South, so drinking during the day is not new to me,” said a woman who wore a Diane Von Furstenberg dress but not the necessary wristband to enter the V.I.P. area. Outside, near a black Aston Martin coupe, a young man wearing paint on his face and sunglasses delved into socioeconomics. “We’re the 1 percent,” he said to a woman, matter of factly. THE BUFFET The Nutella-stuffed croissants ($12) cater to Europeans, while a gimmicky $2,500 ostrich egg omelet (with foie gras, lobster, truffle, caviar and a magnum of Dom Perignon) is for aspiring Marie Antoinettes. Champagne bottles start at $500; packages with several bottles of liquor and mixers for mojitos or bellinis are $1,000. The check can be sobering. “You didn’t look at the price of the Dom bottle!” a man barked into his iPhone, to a friend who apparently ditched before paying. “It’s $700!” STILL-HOT ACCESSORY Slatted “shutter shades” live on at Day and Night. DID THE D.J. PLAY “WELCOME TO ST.-TROPEZ”? Yes. Lavo Champagne Brunch Lavo (39 East 58th Street, lavony.com); Saturday, 2 to 6:30 p.m. Smog guns. Confetti cannons. Piñatas. Masked masseuses. Dancers in Daisy Duke shorts (some on stilts, obviously). Since last November, this Italian restaurant has roiled with the energy and pageantry of Mardi Gras. At the recent Halloween party, Slick Rick, an old-school rapper with an eye patch and glinting ropes of jewelry, lethargically performed several ’80s hits. Some of the younger “Black Swans” in attendance were unsure of his identity. “Is he big in London?” asked an Australian woman wearing a top hat. SIGNAL TO DANCE ON TABLES Caffeinated anthems like Pitbull’s “Hey Baby” and Roscoe Dash’s “All the Way Turnt Up” are accentuated by processions of bouncers carrying women above them in tubs, like Cleopatra on a palanquin. Polenta pancakes taking up precious square footage? Just kick them aside with your stilettos. Newsletter Sign Up Continue reading the main story Open Thread Newsletter A look from across the New York Times at the forces that shape the dress codes we share, with Vanessa Friedman as your personal shopper. You agree to receive occasional updates and special offers for The New York Times's products and services. See Sample Privacy Policy Opt out or contact us anytime BRUNCH SET Share Champagne spritzers with willowy model types and inheritors of wealth. The scrum on an October afternoon included the son of a Mongolian dignitary, six scions of Mexican plutocracy wearing novelty somberos, and at least one supermodel. “She’s everywhere,” said Mr. Tepperberg, as the nymph, whose name he couldn’t remember, disappeared into the jungle of merriment. THE BUFFET With the emphasis on tabletop dancing, Italian trattoria offerings (margherita pizzas for $21, and lemon ricotta waffles for $19) are often abandoned underfoot and sprinkled with confetti. Proving alcohol reigns supreme here, ice buckets are carefully shielded with napkins. Bottle service rules: Moët Brut is $195 and liquor starts at $295. Balthazar and Nebuchadnezzar sizes surge toward the $10,000 mark. RISKY ROSé Alcohol and high-altitude dancing can be perilous: there was a brief hullabaloo in one corner when several women took a tumble. DID THE D.J. PLAY “WELCOME TO ST.-TROPEZ”? Yes. Eat Yo Brunch Yotel (570 10th Avenue, yotel.com); Sunday, 11 a.m. to 4 p.m. If spending thousands of dollars makes your stomach turn, this newish party at Yotel is more easily digested. This affably cartoonish affair, held at the space-age hotel in Hell’s Kitchen with the design aesthetics of a Pokémon, draws a gay-friendly crowd lured northward by Patrick Duffy, a promoter. “There’s a lot of pressure in night life,” Mr. Duffy said. “But I feel like Sunday is a comedown. It doesn’t have to be perfect.” SIGNAL TO DANCE ON TABLES These connoisseurs of brunch wear designer shoes too stylish for tromping atop omelets. With a D.J. spinning dance tracks from LeLe and Earth, Wind & Fire, guests sip bellinis at the bar or banter at long communal tables. The performers are looser. One afternoon, Roxy Cottontail, a pink-haired promoter, vamped around the sunken dining area with a microphone. “Don’t make kitty pounce,” she rapped, before climbing atop a table. BRUNCH SET Clusters of trim men wear leather motorcycle jackets or shroud themselves in patterned scarves. “It’s an eclectic, downtown vibe,” Ms. Cottontail said. “We have the most fabulous gays in New York City.” When a platinum-blond waiter in skintight jeans pranced in front of a wall decorated with pictures of sumo wrestlers riding Japanese carp, it seemed straight from an anime cell. THE BUFFET For an egalitarian $35, patrons receive unlimited grub — options include chilaquiles, halibut sliders and seaweed salad — and a two-hour window of boozing. “It’s not bougie,” said Mr. Duffy, who bounded across the room hugging guests and hand-delivering shots. “You could be a poor, starving artist or someone that doesn’t take a client for under $20 million.” COLOR CODE Wear purple if you hope to be camouflaged by the staff outfits, chairs and ceilings. DID THE D.J. PLAY “WELCOME TO ST.-TROPEZ”? No. Sunset Saturdays PH-D Rooftop Lounge at Dream Downtown (355 West 16th Street, dreamdowntown.com); Saturday, 5:30 to 10 p.m. Despite a happy hour time slot, this sunset party atop the Dream Downtown hotel is not for pre-gaming. After funneling in brunch crowds from elsewhere, 8 p.m. has the frenzied atmosphere and intoxication of 2 a.m. The offbeat timing may deter conventional weekend warriors. “No matter how cool the place, some people feel Friday and Saturday nights are for amateurs,” said Matt Strauss, a manager of PH-D. “We’re not for amateurs.” SIGNAL TO DANCE ON TABLES The D.J. rapid-fires through tracks from C+C Music Factory, LMFAO and Rick Ross, but booze-lubricated guests scramble on couches with little hesitation. Those grappling with bursts of existential angst after six hours of brunch can gaze pensively at the spectacular views of Midtown Manhattan. BRUNCH SET Attractive women and affluent men knot around tables; hotel guests gawk from the bar. On a recent Saturday, Mark Wahlberg danced with a few friends, and David Lee, a former New York Knick, enjoyed downtime provided by the N.B.A. lockout. “We saw an angle,” said Matt Assante, a promoter. “People spend more money than at nighttime.” THE BUFFET Brunch is thankfully over, but crispy calamari ($17) and guacamole ($12) could constitute a light dinner. A bottle of Veuve Clicquot is $475. Cîroc vodka is $450. Cocktails like the Cloud Nine (Beefeater gin, Campari, grapefruit) are $18; a Bud Light is $10. WINDING DOWN After the rigors of daylong gorging, relax with the help of an on-site masseuse. DID THE D.J. PLAY “WELCOME TO ST.-TROPEZ”? Obviously.

The 3 P.M. Brunch With the 4 A.M. Vibe By BEN DETRICK NOV. 16, 2011 Continue reading the main story Share This Page Share Tweet Pin Email More Save Photo An enthusiastic reveler parties to a performance by Roxy Cottontail, a promoter, at Eat Yo Brunch at Yotel on 10th Avenue, where the $35 brunch allows patrons to eat and drink for two hours. Credit Deidre Schoo for The New York Times BRUNCH, an occasion for flapjacks, Bloody Marys and meandering conversation, is traditionally the most sluggish of meals. But a smorgasbord of clubby New York restaurants have transformed lazy midday gatherings into orgies of overindulgence with blaring music, jiggling go-go dancers and bar tabs that mushroom into fiv

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