The suckling pig from Bairrada came, it arrived already cold, there were even those who liked it, but freshly roasted, still crumbly, it’s always better; and, from the top of a fifth floor in Chiado, where people from the country and the court gather at dinner with friends once a year, at least, someone decided that, next time, the best thing would be to kill and roast the piglet right there, on the top of a fifth floor in Chiado, overlooking the São Carlos Theater and the sound of The Troubadour, by Verdi! It was going to be epic!
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