I'm staring at my plate in anticipation. There's a short tower of rice, a stack of shredded collard greens, a mound of toasted crumbs, and all the piles are separated by deep-fried bananas. It's a lot of food, yet the big white dish looks naked. Finally, the waiter reappears with a squat brown crock... More >>>
Feijoada crossed lines of race and class to become Brazil's national dish.