The shells, soft, imported. Same for the seasoning packet, both brought by one of the many guests making the southward journey to, and for, xenotropia.
I was washing the dishes this morning, thinking of a phone call and a term of endearment that was used on me by the burgeoning rockstar and friend on the other end of the line. Then She (the only capital s She in my life) came in the kitchen and I said, in house Portuguese,
"What's that phrase 'meu bem'?"
"That's a term that only old couples call each other."
"But", I asked, switching temporarily to English "does it really mean 'my good?'
"Of course not. You just say, meu bem, like 'Hello, meu bem. Adeleide always calls for my brother by saying 'Hey bem.' Its cheesy."
"Right, but the word is bem, like in 'tudo bem,' " I asked, making sure I had the right word.
"That's a term that only old couples call each other."
"But", I asked, switching temporarily to English "does it really mean 'my good?'
"Of course not. You just say, meu bem, like 'Hello, meu bem. Adeleide always calls for my brother by saying 'Hey bem.' Its cheesy."
"Right, but the word is bem, like in 'tudo bem,' " I asked, making sure I had the right word.
"Of course."
"So it's like 'honey' in English. When you call someone honey you don't mean acutal honey."
"Yes, its exactly like that"
"Well sure, you don't mean they are a product of bees, but honey still means something. You don't call someone 'my evil.' You use the word because its a good word"
"Right."
"So it's like 'honey' in English. When you call someone honey you don't mean acutal honey."
"Yes, its exactly like that"
"Well sure, you don't mean they are a product of bees, but honey still means something. You don't call someone 'my evil.' You use the word because its a good word"
"Right."
And she left the kitchen.
It's just another morning in Xenotropica, where we nail stars daily to the cloudy sky.
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