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A Piece of My Mind
September 19, 2012

Food for Thought

Author Affiliations

A Piece of My Mind Section Editor: Roxanne K. Young, Associate Senior Editor.

Author Affiliation: Division of General Pediatrics, Department of Medicine, Boston Children's Hospital, Boston, Massachusetts (jennifer.cheng@childrens.harvard.edu).

JAMA. 2012;308(11):1101-1102. doi:10.1001/jama.2012.7198

When it comes to access to good food, I count myself among the very fortunate. I was raised in São Paulo, Brazil, and my earliest memories feature Saturday-morning jaunts to our local farmers' market where my mother and I would fill our bags with fragrant herbs and flowers. Ma would always let me pick out a treat to munch on as she placed orders for cases of fresh eggs and produce to be delivered to our home in the afternoon. Invariably, I would ask for a freshly baked pão de queijo, literally “bread of cheese,” but not like any other bread I have ever tasted—crispy on the outside, pillowy soft and slightly chewy with sharp cheese melted on the inside. I think “morsels of heaven” would be a more fitting name; I could have eaten a half-dozen of these at a time, but my mother would only let me have one, so I would eat ever so slowly and savor every bite.

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