<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803</id><updated>2012-02-02T14:11:46.068-02:00</updated><category term='u'/><title type='text'>Comendo com os Olhos!</title><subtitle type='html'>A idéia é falar de alimentação e nutrição de forma descontraída, com informações baseadas em pesquisas sérias. Parece contraditório? Confuso? Não se preocupe. É só ler, aprender e se divertir! 
Afinal, a gente sempre se identifica com alguma história...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-2147628393648428870</id><published>2012-02-02T13:43:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T14:11:46.078-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Café com ou sem cafeína?
Não é a primeira vez que eu falo sobre café aqui. Já divaguei sobre cafeteria , já sugeri acompanhamentos para o café, já contei causos e até fiz poesia! Toda essa dedicação porque eu adoro café! Não só pelo sabor, efeito estimulante, aroma enebriante, mas também por ter uma importância histórica, social e cultural, sendo apreciado no mundo inteiro.Mas mesmo diante de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2147628393648428870/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=2147628393648428870' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/2147628393648428870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/2147628393648428870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2012/02/cafe-com-ou-sem-cafeina-nao-e-primeira.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WYiu8DQ9mKo/Tyqu6JsiBuI/AAAAAAAACTI/yQLajYcKZ4Q/s72-c/caf%C3%A9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-4811913315935808471</id><published>2012-01-19T13:19:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T15:07:15.304-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Desfiar peito de frango é moleza!

Acha que estou blefando? Não estou. Basta cozinhá-lo por 20 min na panela de pressão. A carne solta inteira da carcaça e fica super macia. É só puxar com o garfo e ela vai desfiando facinho, facinho.
E não esqueça! A água do cozimento pode servir para fazer uma canja, uma sopa, para cozinhar o arroz do risoto de frango ou servir como um ótimo caldo de carne para</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4811913315935808471/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=4811913315935808471' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4811913315935808471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4811913315935808471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/desfiar-peito-de-frango-e-moleza-acha.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMAWxkQ88zE/TxhNR5-q3qI/AAAAAAAACTA/UK0egMy9E08/s72-c/P190112_14.40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-6479262249794083438</id><published>2012-01-02T17:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T17:29:57.044-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='u'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Você acha difícil fazer feijão? Dá uma lida aqui!

Eu cozinho desde criança. Fazia bolo, macarrão, salada de fruta, farofa de tatuí e toda sorte de comidinhas que uma criança pode fazer sem se machucar. A medida que fui crescendo, aprendi a assar carnes, fazer arroz, risoto, salpicão, ensopados, saladas... Mas toda vez que queria fazer feijão, minha mãe e avó tomavam a frente e faziam primeiro. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6479262249794083438/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=6479262249794083438' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/6479262249794083438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/6479262249794083438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/voce-acha-dificil-fazer-feijao-da-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P0AQm3j6Skc/TwIFoz3cOOI/AAAAAAAACSw/m75dQhXMAaI/s72-c/sopa-de-feijao3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-1186630953310357966</id><published>2011-05-18T17:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T18:28:53.721-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dia de folga para o pão
Eu não sei vocês, mas eu, por mais que goste de pão, às vezes sinto vontade de comer algo diferente no café da manhã ou no lanche. Por isso, Inspirada na proximidade das festas juninas, darei umas sugestões gostosas e nutritivas para quem gosta de variar.
Para quem quer deixar o pão para outro dia, minha sugestão é comer aipim cozido com manteiga ou margarina _ vai da </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1186630953310357966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=1186630953310357966' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1186630953310357966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1186630953310357966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2011/05/dia-de-folga-para-o-pao-eu-nao-sei.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hcCfDEyht7E/TdQ1BiNAPvI/AAAAAAAACDQ/nUpZDzB-U_0/s72-c/inhame-cozido.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-6267877970070324450</id><published>2011-02-08T14:28:00.010-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T18:12:57.800-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Para combinar: Kümmel e  hortelã
Sei que ando sumida por aqui. Além das horas investidas nos livros e artigos para entender melhor como se dão as questões da Educação Nutricional para poder escrever textos interessantes e contribuir de maneira mais consistente_ adoro essa palavra_, tenho também me embrenhado nos caminhos da crítica cinematográfica, minha outra paixão.Dito isso, aproveito o meu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6267877970070324450/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=6267877970070324450' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/6267877970070324450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/6267877970070324450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2011/02/para-combinar-kummel-e-hortela-sei-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/TVFv80A5-pI/AAAAAAAACA0/4WyR0DZy--E/s72-c/Kuemmel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-3957741857538181014</id><published>2010-10-30T13:11:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T13:11:18.645-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Ciência das coisas
 É verdade. Como disse uma amiga minha, ando sumida por aqui. Assim como dois corpos não ocupam o mesmo lugar no espaço, não se pode fazer um omelete sem quebrar os ovos. Pelo menos até agora ninguém provou o contrário e criou uma revolução de ideias sobre corpos e ovos, mas a ciência está sempre como um equilíbrio dinâmico entre o que se conhece e o que está prestes a se </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3957741857538181014/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=3957741857538181014' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3957741857538181014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3957741857538181014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/10/ciencia-das-coisas-e-verdade.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/TMw1fA8SpsI/AAAAAAAABuc/wfhqUCc8h18/s72-c/galinha-e-o-ovo-nova.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-8480892465194849241</id><published>2010-10-24T21:44:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T19:27:44.064-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>


A Alma E A MatériaMarisa MonteComposição: Carlinhos Brown, Marisa Monte, Arnaldo Antunes  Procuro nas coisas vagas
Ciência!
Eu movo dezenas de músculos
Para sorrir...
Nos poros a contrair
Nas pétalas do jasmim
Com a brisa que vem roçar
Da outra margem do mar...
Procuro na paisagem
Cadência!
Os átomos coreografam
A grama do chão...
Na pele braile prá ler
Na superfície de mim
Milímetros de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8480892465194849241/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=8480892465194849241' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8480892465194849241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8480892465194849241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/10/alma-e-materia-marisa-monte-diadolin.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-8337284927687176570</id><published>2010-10-13T12:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T12:52:40.394-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8337284927687176570/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=8337284927687176570' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8337284927687176570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8337284927687176570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-8371631384548367313</id><published>2010-09-03T19:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T19:12:56.644-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sejamos doces
e coloridos
como pirulitos.

Dançando o arco-íris
da essência de baunilha
da magia.
E pirulitar-se, coloridos!



-- 
Anna Anjos
Ilustradora
www.annaanjos.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8371631384548367313/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=8371631384548367313' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8371631384548367313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8371631384548367313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/09/sejamos-doces-e-coloridos-como.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-8999567652993954318</id><published>2010-08-05T17:26:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T10:37:37.905-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
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Comer está fora de moda
Se moda é um tendência de consumo, no sentido de gastar dinheiro com roupas, acessórios e coisas que nos fazem parecer com alguma referência estética do momento, não acham estranho falarmos em dietas da moda?Roupas e sapatos nós compramos para estarmos na moda, se não nos agradam depois que a moda </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8999567652993954318/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=8999567652993954318' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8999567652993954318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8999567652993954318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/08/comer-esta-fora-de-moda-se-moda-e-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/TFseb7NYYwI/AAAAAAAABp4/3VYaZ7P9T3M/s72-c/bolsa+uva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-3286430767342556671</id><published>2010-06-21T13:56:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T14:22:55.554-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Não seria glúten?Problemas na divulgação da ciência... rs</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3286430767342556671/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=3286430767342556671' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3286430767342556671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3286430767342556671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/06/nao-seria-gluten-problemas-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/TB-Z9RlgO7I/AAAAAAAABpc/dyyecT_SRDM/s72-c/p%C3%A3o+com+bunda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-4970520196677962324</id><published>2010-06-11T11:34:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T11:35:08.307-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O conhecimento não é uma árvore com ramos saberosos crescendo e se isolando. O conhecimento são ideias rizomáticas, raízes saborosas que se entrelaçam. São mandiocas, inhames, batatas doces... Vamos fritá-las e comê-las!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4970520196677962324/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=4970520196677962324' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4970520196677962324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4970520196677962324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-conhecimento-nao-e-uma-arvore-com.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-5363543061557983015</id><published>2010-06-06T15:38:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T16:40:12.062-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Este texto CONTÉM GLÚTEN.   Enquanto os médicos não descobrem o que acontece dentro de mim_ e não é no sentido poético da coisa_ vou seguindo as recomendações das minhas duas nutricionista (é, eu tenho duas!). Minha alimentação super restrita foi a única coisa que me fez voltar a me sentir saudável e a fazer minhas atividades do dia-a-dia.  Dentre os alimentos que foram retirados temporariamente </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5363543061557983015/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=5363543061557983015' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/5363543061557983015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/5363543061557983015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/06/este-texto-contem-gluten.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/TAvvRejCABI/AAAAAAAABpM/ox25lqHsALY/s72-c/gluten-free.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-4687041541915191869</id><published>2010-06-05T22:51:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T14:35:11.975-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Além do Rótulo: projeto vira realidade em mercado de Brasília. 




Daqui por diante, o serviço será gradualmente aperfeiçoado e estendido para todo os mercados do Brasil!Fico extremamente feliz de trabalhar na construção do conteúdo de Nutrição do Além do Rótulo!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4687041541915191869/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=4687041541915191869' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4687041541915191869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4687041541915191869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/06/alem-do-rotulo-projeto-vira-realidade.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-1548585028247601956</id><published>2010-06-02T11:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T13:01:45.198-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Difícil ser paciente.   Ontem na aula, discutíamos sobre a comunicação entre profissional de saúde e paciente/população. Não é fácil.    As pessoas são muitos diferentes. Nós construímos ao longo da vida conhecimentos particulares sobre saúde que se originam da forma como fomos criados, do ambiente em que vivemos, daquilo que estudamos, da profissão que temos... Então, quando nos deparamos com um</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1548585028247601956/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=1548585028247601956' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1548585028247601956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1548585028247601956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/06/dificil-ser-paciente.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/TAZxC0rHrOI/AAAAAAAABos/NOWP_EDzW6Y/s72-c/dieta+rel%C3%B3gio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-3583358281565155770</id><published>2010-05-10T10:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T10:09:22.808-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feijoada à  Minha Moda             (Vinicius de  Moraes)                                        Amiga Helena Sangirardi            Conforme um dia prometi            Onde, confesso que esqueci            E embora — perdoe — tão tarde                           (Melhor do que nunca!) este poeta            Segundo manda a boa ética            Envia-lhe a receita (poética)            De sua feijoada </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3583358281565155770/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=3583358281565155770' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3583358281565155770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3583358281565155770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/05/feijoada-minha-moda-vinicius-de-moraes.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/S-gFTRaVQFI/AAAAAAAABn8/HgvHND31xCU/s72-c/feijoada-9071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-5499947872600706387</id><published>2010-04-28T19:37:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T21:57:17.909-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> "A nossa relação com a comida expressa  nossa relação com a vida."Disse, hoje, a profa. Inês Rugani (UERJ) no  Colóquio Educação, Alimentação e Cultura na UFRJ.  E quando não há comida?




 Fome de tudo(Nação Zumbi)   Sem fastioCom fome de tudo Passando por cima de tudo e de todosA fome universal sempre querendo tudoE com o tempo inteiro a seu favorUm pulo nessa imensidão de famintosSem leite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5499947872600706387/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=5499947872600706387' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/5499947872600706387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/5499947872600706387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/04/nossa-relacao-com-comida-expressa-nossa.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-8485865840148438852</id><published>2010-04-20T19:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T19:18:39.335-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	 A lâmina   O que é o dorso de uma faca senão uma linha reta, um apontamento seguro, definido e, porque não, monótono? É um fio sem fio, pois não corta, não expõe as fraquezas dos argumentos seguros, não fere convicções, nem ameaça a integridade das ideias sedimentadas.  Os caminhos retos estabilizam o horizonte como um painel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8485865840148438852/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=8485865840148438852' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8485865840148438852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8485865840148438852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/04/lamina-o-que-e-o-dorso-de-uma-faca.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/S84nnDq653I/AAAAAAAABnM/levtuMxW6tw/s72-c/Biscoito-Quebra-Cabeca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-1403160205781503407</id><published>2010-03-26T16:15:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T16:27:21.999-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Clipe "This Too Shall Pass", do Ok Go. 




Observando a Fìsica, aprendendo e se divertindo com a combinação com a música! Ótimo!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1403160205781503407/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=1403160205781503407' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1403160205781503407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1403160205781503407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/03/e-o-clipe-this-too-shall-pass-do-ok-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-2819213917423865824</id><published>2010-03-03T16:25:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T17:02:26.742-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O que comer em dias de gripe e resfriado?- Café da manhã:Chá de hortelãlaranja ou goiabaPão integral+presunto ou queijo.-Almoço:Arrozfeijãocarnesalada com algum vegetal verde-escuro (como brócolis), um vegetal alaranjado (como cenoura) e um vermelho (como tomate).Azeitesuco de laranja ou caju-Lanche da tarde:Limonadapão integralmel e canela-Jantar:sopa de legumes e carne +alho cru amassado e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2819213917423865824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=2819213917423865824' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/2819213917423865824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/2819213917423865824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-que-comer-em-dias-de-gripe-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/S47AB86Tg2I/AAAAAAAABlw/07P01NYecqU/s72-c/gripe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-7667469390322320574</id><published>2010-03-01T09:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T09:51:25.649-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Abobrinhas, não(Itamar Assumpção)Cansei de ouvir abobrinhasvou consultar escarolasprefiro escutar salsinhaspedir consolo às papoulase às carambolaspedir um help ao repolhoindagar umas espigasaprender com pés de alhoouvir dicas das urtigase dessas tulipasum toque pro miosótisum palpite do alpisteuma luz da flor de lótuspedir alento ao ciprestee pra dama da noitepedir conselho à serralhasugestão </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7667469390322320574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=7667469390322320574' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7667469390322320574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7667469390322320574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/03/abobrinhas-nao-itamar-assumpcao-cansei.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-7025248574631778818</id><published>2010-02-23T15:42:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T19:21:14.713-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Festa Química! (Chemical Party)




Clipe divertido explicando porque gases nobres não se ligam e porque o potássio e a água tendem a reações explosivas.     Very funny clip explaining why noble gases do not bond ;-) and why  Potassium and Water lead to explosive reactions.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7025248574631778818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=7025248574631778818' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7025248574631778818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7025248574631778818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-8898930101875120594</id><published>2010-01-11T19:42:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T19:51:03.818-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dissecando a vida.Eu era tão racional que dediquei três anos da minha vida dissecando cérebros de ratos na tentativa de entender como as coisas funcionam. Pensava que observando a porção microscópica da questão, lá estaria, em meio a moléculas elementares, um dicionário ilustrado ensinando a viver. Como alguém racional pode ser tão ingênuo a ponto de achar que pode entender tudo assim? Ou seria </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8898930101875120594/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=8898930101875120594' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8898930101875120594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8898930101875120594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/01/dissecando-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/S0udOSUzZ8I/AAAAAAAABkA/AMoANoE_2Eo/s72-c/neuronio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-398335712806799217</id><published>2010-01-03T19:46:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:51:58.972-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;  v\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} o\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} p\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} .shape {behavior:url(#default#VML);} v\:textbox {display:none;}  &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !ppt]--&gt; &lt;!--.sld 	{left:0px !important; 	width:6.0in !important; 	height:4.5in !important; 	font-size:103% !important;} --&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;      Concreto hieroglifado na rotina seca-esfumaçada</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/398335712806799217/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=398335712806799217' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/398335712806799217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/398335712806799217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2010/01/v-behaviorurldefaultvml-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/S0EQdOffEpI/AAAAAAAABjs/bYM5n6_VZ3g/s72-c/02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-1558292902085979807</id><published>2009-12-20T18:24:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T18:35:09.084-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Destaca-te desse caldeirão fervente. Salta aos olhos dos que te oprimem! Beba a seiva elaborada de promessas e cuspa seus fiapos intransigentes. Seja claro em seus intentos. Ligeiro, sobe, alonga-se sobre o dorso da sua própria fibra. Seja o atalho, a liberdade e o amor!&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;  v\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} o\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} p\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1558292902085979807/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=1558292902085979807' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1558292902085979807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1558292902085979807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/12/v-behaviorurldefaultvml-o_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/Sy6IG3-aujI/AAAAAAAABjk/9ok-VOUjYTw/s72-c/03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-3357294590571869275</id><published>2009-12-14T13:20:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T18:39:40.456-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  &lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;  v\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} o\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} p\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} .shape {behavior:url(#default#VML);} v\:textbox {display:none;}  &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !ppt]--&gt; &lt;!--.sld 	{left:0px !important; 	width:6.0in !important; 	height:4.5in !important; 	font-size:103% !important;} --&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;    &lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;  v\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3357294590571869275/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=3357294590571869275' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3357294590571869275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3357294590571869275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/12/v-behaviorurldefaultvml-o_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SyZYq55MiiI/AAAAAAAABjc/fvUYluEjUq8/s72-c/nome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-5974226868364866329</id><published>2009-12-11T10:51:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T10:59:13.045-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;  v\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} o\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} p\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} .shape {behavior:url(#default#VML);} v\:textbox {display:none;}  &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !ppt]--&gt; &lt;!--.sld 	{left:0px !important; 	width:6.0in !important; 	height:4.5in !important; 	font-size:103% !important;} --&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;                                        Via migratória</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5974226868364866329/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=5974226868364866329' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/5974226868364866329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/5974226868364866329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/12/v-behaviorurldefaultvml-o_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SyJBQYL0stI/AAAAAAAABjM/5rVw2KKL7G4/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-4762265049680650941</id><published>2009-12-10T11:15:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T11:21:47.580-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;  v\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} o\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} p\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} .shape {behavior:url(#default#VML);} v\:textbox {display:none;}  &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !ppt]--&gt; &lt;!--.sld 	{left:0px !important; 	width:6.0in !important; 	height:4.5in !important; 	font-size:103% !important;} --&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;    Gérmina: Esse coração pesado de pesar será mais </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4762265049680650941/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=4762265049680650941' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4762265049680650941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4762265049680650941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/12/v-behaviorurldefaultvml-o_3938.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SyD09gGLWFI/AAAAAAAABjE/Q8oFjS7EJMA/s72-c/OgAAANVDLSXLMh711FUuRyUqmplqY03EAbRejvveWuTlgvCa3aO0EtOj9BUwtwt0dOr3xjfVb72e2hk4elNdzwRfyRQAm1T1UPLyCVYe_JP5lmusDxAnv84LBXIi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-1772803810799707305</id><published>2009-12-10T11:09:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T11:22:19.771-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;  v\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} o\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} p\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} .shape {behavior:url(#default#VML);} v\:textbox {display:none;}  &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !ppt]--&gt; &lt;!--.sld 	{left:0px !important; 	width:6.0in !important; 	height:4.5in !important; 	font-size:103% !important;} --&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;    Pinna: O que houve nesses pavilhões auriculares </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1772803810799707305/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=1772803810799707305' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1772803810799707305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1772803810799707305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/12/v-behaviorurldefaultvml-o_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SyDzMNCI1fI/AAAAAAAABi8/TFZDtxo_J2A/s72-c/OgAAAKHw68YiPU73ZOcJ6bRFxRXKdSGrb6nP6ynhkVCrSz_U4vyfP1qJtOesKTdhmotKfvfMbbvW6XH2JpgAlM9IhPcAm1T1UB-Osn1jM583WpKDtCp8EIpvYWGD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-4053043982482007149</id><published>2009-11-27T18:54:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T19:14:43.965-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>                                      Se a vida passa e te engole, ofereça petiscos.</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SxBA5iclJXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/WMGzKNUFr-U/s72-c/Guloso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-6767567736804925531</id><published>2009-11-24T18:49:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T18:54:30.275-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Eu gosto dos que têm fomeE morrem de vontadeDos que secam de desejoDos que ardem..."(Senhas-Adriana Calcanhotto)http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c0LW62roCl8&amp;NR=1</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6767567736804925531/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-8213998679001986318</id><published>2009-10-26T12:54:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T16:16:12.801-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 		A:link { so-language: zxx } 		A:visited { so-language: zxx } 	--&gt; 	 Frutos da minha infância  Ontem enquanto chupava uma laranja seleta depois do almoço, lembrei da minha infância. No pomar do quintal da minha vó tinha muita fruta. Eu achava estranha a laranja-da-terra porque só servia pra fazer doce. E vovó fazia, além de doce de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8213998679001986318/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=8213998679001986318' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8213998679001986318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8213998679001986318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/10/frutos-da-minha-infancia-ontem-enquanto_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/Suc4ysrHhTI/AAAAAAAAAS0/MwKjuP5c8RQ/s72-c/comendomelancia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-198567277199900632</id><published>2009-10-23T16:56:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T17:55:22.544-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--Nós, equilibristas.  Todos que me conhecem sabem que sou magra, sempre fui. Mesmo com os excessos alimentares da adolescência, o máximo que ganhei de peso a mais que tenho hoje foram 4 kg. Sem as comilâncias desnecessárias, voltei ao peso que tenho até hoje. E sim, existe uma tendência na minha família ao corpo esbelto. Mas, se eu e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/198567277199900632/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=198567277199900632' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/198567277199900632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/198567277199900632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/10/page-margin-2cm-p-margin-bottom-0_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SuH86J3wNUI/AAAAAAAAASM/y2r2512kaoA/s72-c/equilibrista.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-975896996173384970</id><published>2009-10-17T15:31:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T15:47:15.813-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sou amante do chocolate e do café. E tenho uma história de amor mal resolvida com um sorvete italiano. Pena que ando meio sem apetite...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/975896996173384970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=975896996173384970' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/975896996173384970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/975896996173384970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/10/sou-amante-do-chocolate-e-do-cafe.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/StoRI3I5M0I/AAAAAAAAASE/7SV1VGc9JYc/s72-c/desanimo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-6761764146701454379</id><published>2009-10-17T15:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T15:30:07.519-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Momento pára-choque de caminhão.O amor é como uma viagem de ônibus para a Bahia: antes de chegar no acarajé, tem muita parada pra fazer lanchinho no caminho.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6761764146701454379/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=6761764146701454379' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/6761764146701454379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/6761764146701454379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/10/momento-para-choque-de-caminhao.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/StoND-mnTZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/_MjLvSVg-KI/s72-c/curtas55-frases-caminhao-g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-4839212692570859784</id><published>2009-10-10T11:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T11:56:11.802-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	-Vida aleatória: como tudo terminou na barca de 22:30.  A ideia ontem era assistir ao espetáculo de circo que está em cartaz no forte de Copacabana, se São Pedro não tivesse resolvido esvaziar sua piscina olímpica para limpeza e manutenção. Deve ter ficado empolgado com essa história de 2016. A cidade ganhou mesmo de lavada! E foi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4839212692570859784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=4839212692570859784' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4839212692570859784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4839212692570859784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/10/page-margin-2cm-p-margin-bottom-0.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/StCgXXhAzDI/AAAAAAAAARc/gCxIki-13vg/s72-c/geleia_da_cagaita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-8116337581361585183</id><published>2009-09-23T13:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T13:06:10.267-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> BlogBlogs.Com.Br </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8116337581361585183/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=8116337581361585183' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8116337581361585183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8116337581361585183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/09/blogblogs.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-8731359278662271374</id><published>2009-09-09T16:00:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:38:59.820-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } Paladar de viajante.   Uma das melhores coisas de viajar é comer! Novas paisagens, novos sabores. Eu sou daquelas que olha a lista gastronômica local antes da viagem para ter uma noção do que vou degustar e onde encontrar os quitutes. Neste último feriado fui a Paraty, famosa cidade histórica do estado do Rio, fazendo divisa com Sampa. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8731359278662271374/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=8731359278662271374' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8731359278662271374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8731359278662271374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/09/page-margin-2cm-p-margin-bottom-0.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/Sqf8Sp15YTI/AAAAAAAAAPw/rudNHEFzLrs/s72-c/DSC00836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-7706547965372712927</id><published>2009-08-24T12:59:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T15:42:52.847-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--O segredo.  Lendo uma entrevista com o ator Anderson Muller descobri que ele já teve 116kg distribuídos nos seus 1,75m de altura e conseguiu perder 28 kg, permanecendo em forma até hoje (vide  foto). Ele descreveu sua peregrinação entre tratamentos para emagrecimento mal-sucedidos, conseguindo a perda de peso desejada e manutenção </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7706547965372712927/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=7706547965372712927' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7706547965372712927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7706547965372712927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/08/page-margin-2cm-p-margin-bottom-0.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SpK6CPFazEI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8xtczuF0oPQ/s72-c/antes+e+depois.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-7581711135762489446</id><published>2009-08-19T15:52:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:04:55.398-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt;Comer com os olhos emagrece?   Há que possa me olhar numa cafeteria fotografando meu próprio lanche e pensar: “Que coisa mais cafona ficar tirando foto de tudo...” Bom, eu não tiro foto de tudo, gosto especialmente de paisagens e comida. Poderia até dizer que sofro de um voyerismo crônica quando se trata de alimentos. Não sei se </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7581711135762489446/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=7581711135762489446' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7581711135762489446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7581711135762489446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/08/comer-com-os-olhos-emagrece-ha-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SoxLu8uagMI/AAAAAAAAAPE/3cdlODJ6ZUQ/s72-c/bolo_chocolate1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-2793031453456867972</id><published>2009-08-10T16:13:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:44:17.109-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	-O curioso caso da laranja-esponja   Eu já vi todo tipo de desculpa ou justificativa pra alguém comer algo que não deve sem ser recriminado. Alguns me olham numa mesa de bar e dizem “olha, eu só como batata frita no fim de semana”. Ou numa festa: “só tô comendo brigadeiro</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2793031453456867972/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=2793031453456867972' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/2793031453456867972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/2793031453456867972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-curioso-caso-da-laranja-esponja-eu-ja.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SoNTpUtTH0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/4AiBlofo000/s72-c/Laranja-na-feijoada-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-8008704165628355652</id><published>2009-08-10T16:13:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:24:20.861-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt;Nota sobre prazer de comer 2 Se fosse me atribuir um pecado, inventaria uma categoria nova: a degustação luxuriosa. Seria como “fazer sexo sem o objetivo de procriação” aplicada ao ato de comer, porque meu paladar é promíscuo e aventureiro por natureza.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8008704165628355652/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=8008704165628355652' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8008704165628355652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8008704165628355652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/08/nota-sobre-prazer-de-comer-2-se-fosse.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SoBzlV6CaBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/llu6SVSBzn8/s72-c/degusta%C3%A7%C3%A3o+luxuriosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-610169436193554439</id><published>2009-07-30T11:49:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:53:38.327-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Felicidade na vida é planejar o seu dia em função das refeições que você vai fazer."*Pérola da minha amiga Carol.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/610169436193554439/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=610169436193554439' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/610169436193554439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/610169436193554439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/07/felicidade-na-vida-e-planejar-o-seu-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SnGzvK6pb3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/YliawS-klik/s72-c/felicidade_gaefke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-2287898958414539687</id><published>2009-06-25T19:12:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T19:45:59.215-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--Neurônios Wars: a picanha contra-ataca. Hipotálamo, palavra estranha para dar nome a uma estrutura na parte central do nosso cérebro que controla a nossa fome, o dito controle de saciedade. Você já comeu o suficiente? Ele manda sinal pra você parar. Comeu menos do que precisa? Ele sinaliza pra que você continue comendo até que ele </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2287898958414539687/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=2287898958414539687' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/2287898958414539687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/2287898958414539687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/06/page-margin-2cm-p-margin-bottom-0_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SkP9L518m7I/AAAAAAAAAN8/1XaJyHLD9vU/s72-c/azeite-de-oliva-temperado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-2082651256463090284</id><published>2009-06-02T12:20:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:34:00.238-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A dieta do adelgaçamentoNão se anime tanto. Eu não criei uma dieta nova, revolucionária e milagrosa que faz você perder 10 kg até a festa que você precisa ir no fim de semana. Tão pouco esta dieta é baseada em proteínas,  exclui os pobres carboidratos, segue as fases da lua, obriga você a se entupir de sopa, barras de cereal, shakes ou sugere que você se alimente da mesma forma que Jesus Cristo. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2082651256463090284/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=2082651256463090284' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/2082651256463090284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/2082651256463090284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/06/dieta-do-adelgacamento-nao-se-animem.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SiVD00ks2vI/AAAAAAAAAN0/E-q69v0U9JM/s72-c/emagrecer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-4947256062206658363</id><published>2009-06-01T11:29:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:55:46.534-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	-Financier: um ilustre desconhecido. Não me recordo da primeira vez que comi um financier. Posso garantir que foi numa das cafeterias que costumo frequentar. Ele veio no pires acompanhando o café que eu pedi. Eu sei que olhei pro bolinho e até achei meio sem graça. Mas foi só provar para me apaixonar perdidamente. Eu não sabia explicar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4947256062206658363/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=4947256062206658363' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4947256062206658363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4947256062206658363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/06/page-margin-2cm-p-margin-bottom-0.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SiPmepGYsPI/AAAAAAAAANs/_USX2k6oOfA/s72-c/financier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-3868447058998441784</id><published>2009-05-27T17:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:19:28.317-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify } 	--A recompensa de comerSegundo a neurociência, os prazeres estão relacionados ao sistema de recompensa do cérebro. Ele funciona mais ou menos assim: (1) você vivencia a expectativa de comer um pedaço de bolo, por exemplo. Sente o cheirinho dele saindo do forno, lembra do sabor que ele tem (ou imagina), estabelece </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3868447058998441784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=3868447058998441784' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3868447058998441784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3868447058998441784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/05/page-margin-2cm-p-margin-bottom-0cm.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/Sh2gJyWuIoI/AAAAAAAAANI/O4mx1q2q3sA/s72-c/mar+de+salm%C3%A3o+carl+warner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-5596178683653761232</id><published>2009-05-25T11:10:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T11:16:27.250-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O amor é como café: ninguém gosta que seja morno. Mas tem uma temperatura certa. Menos quente não tem gosto e quente demais, amarga e queima.Melhor mesmo que seja gourmet!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5596178683653761232/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=5596178683653761232' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/5596178683653761232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/5596178683653761232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-amor-e-como-cafe-ninguem-gosta-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/ShqoEIKsSMI/AAAAAAAAANA/AegmS1lfjVU/s72-c/caf%C3%A9+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-3749458067838179259</id><published>2009-05-14T11:58:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T21:03:27.065-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sou uma célula.Sou uma célula com suas organelas produzindo energia para a vida. E como célula evoluída que sou, interajo com outras. Afinal, o que seria de mim sozinha, flutuando por aí neste interstício inóspito? Seria fagocitada, provavelmente! As unidades vivas que permanecem próximas tocam minha membrana e formam ligações estáveis pelas quais trocamos sinais químicos filosóficos sobre nossa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3749458067838179259/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=3749458067838179259' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3749458067838179259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3749458067838179259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/05/sou-uma-celula.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/Sg4CUmzEZdI/AAAAAAAAAM4/pN--kfBSZbo/s72-c/Celulas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-4847048530450817686</id><published>2009-05-14T11:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:05:09.352-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Teoria da aglomeração.Segundo a termodinâmica, quando os corpos se aglomeram ocorre troca de energia e uma tendência ao equilíbrio térmico. Uma irmandade de calor. Quanto mais juntinhos, mais quentinho fica, essa é a lógica. Se pensarmos em elétrons, isso faz sentido. Eles não pensam, eles são partículas de energia à disposição do ambiente, do cosmos. Mas quanto a nós, seres humanos evoluídos, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4847048530450817686/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=4847048530450817686' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4847048530450817686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4847048530450817686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/05/teoria-da-aglomeracao.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SgwySAytDjI/AAAAAAAAAMo/FIoC9-hLGLM/s72-c/boliche-balneario-camboriu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-6639658971639501305</id><published>2009-05-13T12:40:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:46:47.888-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0   21      &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */ @font-face 	{font-family:Wingdings; 	panose-1:5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; 	mso-font-charset:2; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:0 268435456 0 0 -2147483648 0;}  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6639658971639501305/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=6639658971639501305' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/6639658971639501305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/6639658971639501305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/05/normal-0-21-historia-do-figo-hoje.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SgrqVQk2-pI/AAAAAAAAAMg/W6go_AwxtuU/s72-c/figo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-1067522245369167410</id><published>2009-05-13T11:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:04:16.332-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nota sobre prazer de comerEstava eu, noutro dia, falando sobre o prazer de degustar, sentindo a textura dos alimentos, as nuances de sabores, divagando na maionese como de hábito. Então, ouço um par de sujeitos homens dizerem “Prazer é quando a comida é suficiente pra manter a boca cheia”. Simples e tosco assim. Vida que segue...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1067522245369167410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=1067522245369167410' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1067522245369167410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1067522245369167410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/05/nota-sobre-prazer-de-comer-estava-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SgrTRZ1GfXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/uNyuQhR1zao/s72-c/boca+cheia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-343441747095427513</id><published>2009-05-06T09:00:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T08:58:13.053-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A morte do besouro.Taíssa conversa sobre a vida, as dúvidas... O sol de fim de tarde passa através da mureta vazada da varanda. Taíssa olha pro lado. Ela vê um besouro enorme de armadura negra. O bicho pouco se mexe. Como uma cuia, expõe o ventre ao céu. Taíssa se compadece. Larga sobre a mureta os restos da laranja lima chupada. Caminha até o besouro e resolve desvirá-lo e expô-lo ao sol. De pé,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/343441747095427513/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=343441747095427513' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/343441747095427513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/343441747095427513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/05/normal-0-21-taissa-conversa-sobre-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SggSf92qecI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ikH5VYY1bEY/s72-c/besouro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-768325529377022599</id><published>2009-03-19T18:12:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:34:55.396-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0   21      &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} h1 	{mso-style-next:Normal; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/768325529377022599/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=768325529377022599' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/768325529377022599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/768325529377022599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/03/normal-0-21-ativista-da-ciencia-assisti.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/ScK1gfC7iHI/AAAAAAAAALw/9Y3kyCiIhTw/s72-c/cientista.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-7214121886391981636</id><published>2009-03-15T17:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:00:06.064-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fome de presençaConcordo com a Clarisse Lispector quando ela diz que a fome de presença é a mais insuportável. A barriga não “ronca”, a pressão não baixa, mas fica um igual vazio. Falta um recheio açucarado, uma pimenta, um sal... Imagina se for a presença de alguém que você não conhece ainda... Você nunca se sacia, nunca se encerra a sua jornada de degustador do mundo. Se há uma dinâmica caótica</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7214121886391981636/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=7214121886391981636' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7214121886391981636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7214121886391981636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/03/fome-de-presenca-concordo-com-clarisse.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/Sb1sLMj_uvI/AAAAAAAAALo/z0Ar56sw4O4/s72-c/reflexo+red.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-1572756230840452092</id><published>2009-03-10T19:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:51:16.393-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0   21      &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p.MsoBodyText, li.MsoBodyText, div.MsoBodyText 	{margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1572756230840452092/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=1572756230840452092' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1572756230840452092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1572756230840452092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/03/normal-0-21-da-agua-para-agua.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SbbvNvt2qrI/AAAAAAAAALg/o1ZyEYZQjPM/s72-c/%C3%A1gua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-224310053697745078</id><published>2009-02-17T16:28:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:41:35.769-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Entre o trigo e o milho há um mar de glúten.     Contém glúten. Não contém glúten. Aposto que todos já leram isso numa embalagem de alimento. Além de não ser tolerado pelo sistema digestório de algumas pessoas (celíacos), o que é que os alimentos com glúten (trigo, aveia, centeio e cevada) fazem que os outros (arroz, milho, batata e mandioca) não fazem?   Bem, se essa conversa for parar na </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/224310053697745078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=224310053697745078' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/224310053697745078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/224310053697745078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/02/entre-o-trigo-e-o-milho-ha-um-mar-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SZsRf_PdGiI/AAAAAAAAALY/dKiXAwYKsug/s72-c/nhoqueft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-3156742940404820887</id><published>2009-02-11T10:54:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:02:39.218-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pensar emagrece?  Não importa se eu estou sozinha ou se há gente andando pela casa. Se há baralho ou o mais completo silêncio da madrugada. Se eu estiver concentrada, é como se o mundo estivesse deixado de existir. Uma redoma invisível e com isolamento acústico me protege de qualquer coisa que possa atrair a minha atenção. Isso é curioso, porque eu costumo me distrair com certa facilidade, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3156742940404820887/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=3156742940404820887' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3156742940404820887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3156742940404820887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2009/02/pensar-emagrece-nao-importa-se-eu-estou.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SZLMWibEgVI/AAAAAAAAALQ/P3PuKEAUm98/s72-c/miolo+amendoim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-7038065582378358306</id><published>2008-12-04T19:05:00.015-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T17:50:29.487-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mercadão: submundo dos alimentos entorpecentes.

Construído entre 1926 e 1932, o Mercado Municipal de SP foi inaugurado 1 ano depois para corresponder às expectativas da população paulistana de ter um mercado à altura daquela gigantesca cidade. Margeando o rio Tamanduateí, por onde vinham os produtos de chácaras e sítios, o Mercadão virou referência de boas compras na época. Hoje ele destaca-se </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7038065582378358306/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=7038065582378358306' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7038065582378358306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7038065582378358306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/12/mercado-submundo-dos-alimentos_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SThGRdOmN4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7z9Xt6R5XO8/s72-c/mercado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-2131434305388074933</id><published>2008-12-04T18:57:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T19:38:47.324-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2131434305388074933/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=2131434305388074933' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/2131434305388074933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/2131434305388074933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SThFf6XCK6I/AAAAAAAAAJg/zKQ0wqtmPyw/s72-c/mercado_municipal2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-1384551364399795332</id><published>2008-11-13T17:49:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:59:47.301-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chama o Fernando!_ Eu não vou sair daqui! Foi a primeira coisa que eu ouvi ao entrar no banheiro apertado do restaurante.Estávamos de saída e resolvi, bem... aliviar a tensão da bexiga por precaução. Nunca se sabe. Trânsito, atrasos, filas no banheiro do shopping. Eu só não imaginava que, de uma das cabines do dito recinto, eu avistaria uma cabeça (a moça era alta, ou a porta baixa, sei lá!) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1384551364399795332/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=1384551364399795332' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1384551364399795332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1384551364399795332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/11/chama-o-fernando-eu-no-vou-sair-daqui.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SRyFzx3koSI/AAAAAAAAAHo/_066CCqqHyo/s72-c/sanitario_publico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-6346299897509124502</id><published>2008-10-28T18:07:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:15:13.940-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt; 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    Normal   0   21      &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p.MsoBodyText, li.MsoBodyText, div.MsoBodyText 	{margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4201437705776886629/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=4201437705776886629' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4201437705776886629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4201437705776886629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/10/normal-0-21-normal-0-21-mestre-miyagi.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SOpOrs5NyiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/57833Pfl5MI/s72-c/Mestre+Miyagi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-8057020805493858334</id><published>2008-09-22T19:15:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T01:23:47.825-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 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Afinal, quem nunca preparou_ ou, pelo menos, ajudou a cortar a cebola_ o famoso molho à campanha que funciona como o intermediário perfeito entre a carne e a farofa do churrasco? É bem verdade que esses dois nomes são ditos como sinônimos, mas andei me informando e parece que o molho à campanha é</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1297626150035938440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=1297626150035938440' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1297626150035938440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1297626150035938440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/07/vinagrete-chique-uma-das-preparaes-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SI9c5A1QzXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ajb6PNyI71U/s72-c/Vinagrete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-1380280949108209248</id><published>2008-07-21T12:48:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:50:29.652-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Que gosto tem?Que gosto amargo tem as dúvidas e todas as incertezas da vida. Parece que impregna a boca, incomoda. É como comer o pedaço errado do peixe. A amargura vem de surpresa, quando não esperamos lidar com os imprevistos. Aliás, eles têm esse nome justamente porque não sabemos quando vão chegar. Visitantes indesejados, mas que, por vezes, nos trazem um novo olhar sobre coisas inertes que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1380280949108209248/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=1380280949108209248' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1380280949108209248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1380280949108209248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/07/normal-0-21-que-gosto-tem-que-gosto.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SISwEeY03iI/AAAAAAAAAD8/k7vfYKM4NZg/s72-c/duvida-cruel-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-8244204203294961725</id><published>2008-07-15T11:19:00.016-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:50:29.847-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aventuras no Ártico.Que fome!As festas do Caco são maneiras, mas nunca tem "necas" pra comer. Ok, tinha aquele amendoim na mesa da sala, mas tá ali desde a faculdade. Ainda não tinha bebido o suficiente pra encarar uma viagem no tempo_ no tempo em que o amendoim era vivo. Vai que dava uma "siquisira"... Quando eu cheguei, vi umas azeitonas na cozinha que nosso amigo Ogro fez o favor de engolir </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8244204203294961725/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=8244204203294961725' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8244204203294961725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8244204203294961725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/07/que-fome-as-festas-do-caco-so-maneiros.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SHzIeOcdl-I/AAAAAAAAADs/1nuP8v9JhJ4/s72-c/popeye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-2893794302572807675</id><published>2008-06-28T18:37:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:50:30.008-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>De onde viemos? Para onde vamos?Todos têm uma idéia do destino final dos alimentos que comemos: vira adubo. E a origem? Já pararam pra pensar nisso? Aquela história "de onde viemos e para onde vamos", os alimentos também têm. Eles também cultivam suas filosofias e misticismos...Poucos param pra pensar o que é a baunilha, por exemplo. Seria um fruto, uma casca, a folha de uma planta exótica, uma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2893794302572807675/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=2893794302572807675' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/2893794302572807675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/2893794302572807675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/06/de-onde-viemos-e-para-onde-vamos-todos.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SGa0-koANzI/AAAAAAAAADk/sq3hxV3k_AQ/s72-c/baunilha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-7291008679881506561</id><published>2008-06-19T15:34:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:50:30.157-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lugar nenhum.Que lugar estranho é uma rodoviária. De dia ou de noite a estranheza é a mesma. Muitas pessoas, de muitos lugares com diferentes destinos.  Uma sopa  de destinos  destemperada, insípida. Seria isso o que nos torna tão desamparados no meio dessa multidão toda?Essa idéia me ocorreu quando vasculhava a bombonière da rodoviária no último feriado. Eu só queria comprar uma garrafa d'água, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7291008679881506561/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=7291008679881506561' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7291008679881506561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7291008679881506561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/06/lugar-nenhum.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SFqrwJjgv1I/AAAAAAAAADc/CSsSJFpFyrs/s72-c/espera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-3280825587662472415</id><published>2008-06-01T12:42:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:50:30.396-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Depois das 4h.      Não devia ter tomado café hoje. Ainda mais expresso depois das 4h da tarde. Se ao menos tivesse uma festa pra ir... Acorda! Hoje é segunda-feira! Tenho que acordar cedo amanhã...Acho que vou tomar um chá de camomila. Não, tá muito quente hoje. Noite abafada em pleno outono... Já sei: suco de maracujá! Onde vou arranjar maracujá às 10:30 da noite? Sem chance d’eu sair pra </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3280825587662472415/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=3280825587662472415' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3280825587662472415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3280825587662472415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/06/depois-das-4h.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SELENxGPh8I/AAAAAAAAADU/J0houpxoCMU/s72-c/produtividade_na_insonia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-7755995615814651092</id><published>2008-05-21T18:26:00.015-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:50:30.598-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TPM   Após 1 ano de treinamento árduo e 2 anos de trabalho escravo nos corredores e subsolo sinistros do CCS, oferecendo cada milímetro da minha alma ao projeto, cheguei a tão temida e aguardada TPM (tensão pré-mestrado_ defesa). No meu caso, este curioso processo se dividiu em três fases: de congelamento, de transição e de descompressão.   Logo após entregar as cópias da dissertação para os </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7755995615814651092/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=7755995615814651092' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7755995615814651092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7755995615814651092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/05/tpm-aps-1-ano-de-treinamento-rduo-e-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SDSU18mAYuI/AAAAAAAAADM/efYAVG6z_9U/s72-c/grito+homer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-1917616203750153154</id><published>2008-05-06T11:35:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:50:30.837-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A chave    _ Cara, eu tenho umas neuras estranhas...  _ Existe neura normal? Hehe. Me fala, o que é?  _ Quando pego o elevador daqui do prédio... Sabe aquele vão entre a cabine e a porta? Sempre me adianto e pego logo a chave, deixo na mão, sabe? Facilita, tu já chega e abre logo a porta...  _ Sei, mas e daí?  _ Toda vez que vou sair do elevador com a chave na mão, eu imagino ela caindo naquele </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1917616203750153154/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=1917616203750153154' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1917616203750153154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1917616203750153154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/05/chave-cara-eu-tenho-umas-neuras_6824.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SCBwlsPsd7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/cCtvvb4EtcA/s72-c/porta+aberta+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-1026302074854367687</id><published>2008-04-27T15:14:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:50:30.992-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Conspiração    Agora me lembro! O dia já começou errado e nem reparei. Logo pela manhã, um amigo de Minas e meu irmão, que mora em SP, cancelaram a vinda ao Rio no feriado, ambos alegando só poderem vir no fim do mês. Talvez eles já estivessem em poder do inimigo. Podia ser um pedido de socorro codificado. O que fazer? Se contasse pra alguém, achariam que estava louca...    Sabe quando você anda </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1026302074854367687/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=1026302074854367687' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1026302074854367687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1026302074854367687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/04/conspirao-agora-me-lembro-o-dia-j.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SBTMCsPsd4I/AAAAAAAAACk/gFGioYuLVDE/s72-c/Lia+a+louca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-6329024434986482073</id><published>2008-04-18T10:02:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:50:31.146-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estômago: o filme.Quando inventei de assistir a esse filme com minhas amigas (nutricionistas) foi na intenção de unir cinema e alimentos numa só noite. E não estou falando de  sentar na sala escura pra comer pipoca. E sim, da oportunidade de ver na telona os alimentos em seu momento de arte cinematográfica!Após a sessão, não pude deixar de lembrar-me de "O banquete de Babeth", em que a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6329024434986482073/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=6329024434986482073' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/6329024434986482073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/6329024434986482073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/04/estmago-o-filme.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SAiiXARfImI/AAAAAAAAACE/pu_19qK_VMo/s72-c/est%C3%B4mago.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-8542515247377572121</id><published>2008-04-15T10:58:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:50:31.277-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Meu bel-prazer.    Dentro de um Café (digo o lugar, não a bebida), fica fácil imaginar porque gosto tanto de estar lá. Há um bem charmoso perto da minha casa, no centro de Niterói, ao alcance do meu apetite de saborear aquelas infernais iguarias cafenianas.   Noutro dia descobri (degustando, claro!) que fazem lá um waffle maravilhoso, tão bom quanto o que costumo comer no centro do Rio. Confesso </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8542515247377572121/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=8542515247377572121' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8542515247377572121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8542515247377572121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/04/meu-bel-prazer.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/SAS1UgRfIlI/AAAAAAAAAB8/wYKtOQqJqlY/s72-c/capuccino.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-3027279666835479744</id><published>2008-03-29T13:39:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:50:31.417-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Pegando uma cor...Você já comeu frango com açafrão, prato típico de Goiás? Eu ainda não tinha provado até achar a receita num livro meu de alimentação no Brasil. Num belo dia ensolarado em que eu estava transbordando disposição, resolvi comprar todo o arsenal e partir pra empreitada. Mas se acham que eu segui à risca tudo que estava escrito, estão muito enganados. A graça de uma receita nova é </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3027279666835479744/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=3027279666835479744' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3027279666835479744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3027279666835479744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/03/pegando-uma-cor.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/R-5w_i44VtI/AAAAAAAAABo/OaoXkaHXqtw/s72-c/a%C3%A7afr%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-4878241673559432498</id><published>2008-03-17T10:15:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:50:31.539-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Moela: ter ou não ter.Toda vez que alguém fica sabendo que sou nutricionista não resiste a fazer uma perguntinha cretina: quantas vezes você mastiga a comida antes de engolir? Cem vezes? Ahahahah... Geralmente eu me concedo o direito de não responder, mas resolvi abrir uma exceção e esclarecer logo isso de uma vez. Não, não vou dizer o número de dentadas que aplico sobre os alimentos que levo à </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4878241673559432498/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=4878241673559432498' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4878241673559432498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/4878241673559432498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/03/moela-ter-ou-no-ter.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/R95vm41DM_I/AAAAAAAAABg/jbe4l9aocAY/s72-c/galinha.g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-1396698036456106572</id><published>2008-03-11T14:46:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:36:24.206-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nota sobre picânciaEm 1912 foi criada a escala de Scoville, pelo farmacêutico Wilbur Scoville, com a nobre missão de comparar as pimentas e classificá-las de acordo com a capacidade de cada uma de queimar nossas papilas gustativas. A tal picância é atribuída à concentração de capsaicina, princípio ativo da pimenta.A capsaicina pura tem entre 15.000.000 a 16.000.000 de graus Scoville. A Bih </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1396698036456106572/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=1396698036456106572' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1396698036456106572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/1396698036456106572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/03/nota-sobre-picncia-em-1912-foi-criada.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-7089715162700901542</id><published>2008-03-10T11:41:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:50:31.868-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Amigos e CebolasO que amigos e cebolas têm em comum? Bem, pra começar gosto dos dois. Lógico que de formas diferentes. Não comeria meus amigos na salada ou faria um refogado com eles. Tão pouco convidaria uma cebola pra ir ao cinema. Digamos que é gostoso estar com os amigos e degustar cebolas. Principalmente se puder fazer os dois ao mesmo tempo...A cebola é um bulbo complicado e picante. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7089715162700901542/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=7089715162700901542' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7089715162700901542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7089715162700901542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/03/amigos-e-cebolas-o-que-amigos-e-cebolas.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/R9Xkc41DM6I/AAAAAAAAAA4/q_B0QV2RVeQ/s72-c/cebola+roxa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-8301899635995202062</id><published>2008-03-05T12:33:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:50:32.192-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Quatro chocolícias e a conta!Parecia um domingo normal. Acordei por volta das 12h, estava na casa da Mari. Passamos as primeiras horas do nosso dia conversando e ouvindo música no Youtube. Bom, a parte em que cantamos “Vapor barato” junto com a Gal eu pulo.A idéia era almoçar e ir pro Arpoador ver uma apresentação de dança “sei lá do que”. Enfim, a idéia era ir pra praia num lindo dia de sol. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8301899635995202062/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=8301899635995202062' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8301899635995202062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8301899635995202062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2008/03/quatro-chocolcias-e-conta-parecia-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/R9Xu6Y1DM7I/AAAAAAAAABA/-lqR0pwzkG0/s72-c/dia+triste.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-3070792810698021368</id><published>2007-10-10T13:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:50:32.348-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> O Congresso e a MelanciaEstava eu no quarto do hotel, com vista pro Congresso Nacional, juntamente com minha colega de trabalho. Tínhamos a tarde livre: "Vamos passear!" Pois bem; eu não tinha levado tênis, nem sandália; só dois sapatos. Ela comprou um tênis pra ela e eu não achei nada de interessante pra comprar. Portanto, peguei o chinelo dela emprestado, e dana a andar! Passamos por alguns </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3070792810698021368/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=3070792810698021368' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3070792810698021368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/3070792810698021368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2007/10/o-congresso-e-melancia-estava-eu-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/Rwz8b3y45jI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ABbWOzD1AGI/s72-c/Eu,+a+melancia+e+o+Congresso+Nacional+jpeg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-5046229579550458669</id><published>2007-09-19T19:00:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:31:30.735-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FilmesPra quem gosta de:chocolate: Chocolate (Lasse Hallström; EUA/Reino Unido, 2000).vinhos: Sideways (Alexander Payne ; Estados Unidos/Hungria, 2004).pêra: Cidade dos Anjos (Brad Silberling, EUA, 1998)comida crua: Old Boy ( Park Chanwook; Coréia do Sul, 2003).torta de maçã: American Pie (Paul Weigtz; Estados Unidos, 1999).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5046229579550458669/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=5046229579550458669' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/5046229579550458669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/5046229579550458669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2007/09/filmes-pra-quem-gosta-de-chocolate.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-8213962726900014448</id><published>2007-09-12T10:27:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:50:32.858-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O Crime do BiscoitoQue atitude tomar diante de um pacote de biscoito recheado de chocolate desprotegido na geladeira do trabalho? Comer e alegar dono desconhecido, apesar de não ter movido uma palha sequer para descobrir o paradeiro da referida pessoa? Perguntar com uma voz quase inaudível na esperança de que ninguém responda e você possa se deliciar sem culpa? Ou anunciar que vai comer mesmo, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8213962726900014448/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=8213962726900014448' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8213962726900014448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8213962726900014448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2007/09/o-crime-do-biscoito-que-atitude-tomar.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/R9XwsI1DM8I/AAAAAAAAABI/-wMAJVHeJqQ/s72-c/geladeira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-8061330607365473818</id><published>2007-09-10T18:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T11:07:48.796-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fome no Engarrafamento Foi viajar? Não tem nada pra comer na bolsa? O seu ônibus tem ar condicionado e janelas bloqueadas? Não vai dar nem pra comprar biscoito "Grobo", por mais que os vendedores brotem comprovando a teoria da geração espontânea? Pegou um engarrafamento que promete consumir horas do seu precioso tempo? Soluções:Durma. Ainda não inventaram forma mais eficiente de economizar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8061330607365473818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=8061330607365473818' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8061330607365473818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/8061330607365473818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2007/09/dicas-de-viagem-foi-viajar-no-tem-nada.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-7096693994944550137</id><published>2007-09-05T19:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T11:08:12.538-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O Episódio da Caixa de BombomCerta vez uma amiga me contou que passou uma semana inteira sem conseguir dormir à tarde_ um hábito conservado em salmoura durante anos. Conversando com ela sobre meu trabalho, chegamos juntas à conclusão de que a grande vilã das tardes de sono dela foi uma caixa de bombons! Isso mesmo! Bombons apetitosos ao alcance das mãos podem tirar a concentração e o sono dos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7096693994944550137/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=7096693994944550137' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7096693994944550137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/7096693994944550137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2007/09/o-episdio-da-caixa-de-bombom-certa-vez.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-2584353826834041290</id><published>2007-08-28T15:41:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:50:33.016-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Só o Cacau SalvaSão 7h da manhã, acordo como qualquer outro dia “de-segunda-a-sexta” da semana. Está difícil de levantar. A cada 10 min o despertador me lembra que não posso mais adiar o inevitável. Então levanto. Meu corpo dói e meus olhos quase não abrem de tão inchados. Sinto um cansaço de noite mal dormida. Mas eu dormi bem! Não entendo.Na cozinha, encontro minha mãe já elétrica e falante. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2584353826834041290/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=2584353826834041290' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/2584353826834041290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/2584353826834041290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2007/08/s-o-cacau-salva-so-7h-da-manh-acordo.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ilct435Fc2U/R9XznY1DM9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/BH11yk88UL4/s72-c/bom+dia+pq.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357803.post-116136553935064590</id><published>2006-10-20T14:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T11:09:21.850-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Como sobreviver a um Show de Rock.Durma bem na noite anterior. Você vai precisar de energia na hora do empurra-empurra!Vá de bermuda, camisa larga ou camiseta. Cuidado com as cores escuras, elas aumentam a sensação de calor! Tá, eu sei que as camisas de banda mais maneiras são pretas, mas, enfim...Não deixe de fazer as refeições regularmente. A ansiedade em ver o show não justifica comer mal. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/feeds/116136553935064590/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357803&amp;postID=116136553935064590' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/116136553935064590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357803/posts/default/116136553935064590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comendocomosolhos.blogspot.com/2006/10/como-sobreviver-um-show-de-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>Mônica Lobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06370048280412306865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRspsGHHwpQ/Tbh71E3lgWI/AAAAAAAACCI/u7ZOzv92SYU/s220/DSC00697.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
