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Holy week, the time when my Vovo would make masa sovada, commonly known as Portuguese sweet bread, was a time
filled with the anticipation of tasting the warm, sweet, freshly baked bread
with the hope that it would be just as good as last years batch. After all the
mixing was complete, Vovo would swaddle the dough pans with special blankets
and cover them with warm moist towels. The covered dough rested on a
chair in her kitchen, where the temperature had to be warm enough for the dough
to rise, if the room was too cold, it would not rise.
The best part of the baking process was the aroma of the
sweet bread baking because then we knew it would not be long before we could
enjoy the best masa! Several batches of
the mouth-watering bread were always finished well before Easter Sunday, but Vovo
would not permit any sampling, after all, it was Holy week and we should be
fasting.
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| Dough prepared and ready for rising! |
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| The finished product! |
When Easter Sunday arrived, the family would all gather at
my Vovo’s house for a wonderful breakfast of colored eggs, cheeses, and of course her
delicious masa.
My family has carried down the tradition of making masa
sovada, which we will enjoy this Easter Sunday morning after Mass.




I can smell it.
ReplyDeleteLovely post about your Vovo! We had a Vovo in our family too! My mom was born in Brazil and is half Portuguese. I grew up hearing Portuguese spoken between my mom and her parents and family. It was so awesome!
ReplyDeleteThank you Jana. I can't wait to read more about your family!
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