This past weekend, some new friends of ours (yay!) invited us to explore another side of Sampa we have not experienced yet: Bela Vista (northeast from us in Morumbi, across the Pinheiros River).
There, we discovered the most delightful farmers market: Jardim Secreto Fair. It was unlike anything we’ve experienced yet. Gritty, raw, noncommercialized (though ironically the majority of the vendors we talked to spoke English…more so than anywhere else yet). Within the first few minutes of our arrival, the local booth’s bartender offered us the opportunity to participate in..how shall I say…some herb which may or may not be popular in Colorado. Only a few minutes after that invitation, we were drinking delicious whiskey and tea concoctions. After introductions to some mutual friends and a bit of live music enjoyment, we were off to explore the booths: soaps and candies and clothes and home decor and trinkets oh my! Little beer shops–think paleteros–punctuated every few stalls. One of our favorite places was this delicious little peanut butter shop that had peanut butter brownies called Pe.Nutt.
After the market, we walked a few (some might add the adjective here of shady) graffiti-lined-blocks down to a highly-rated-but-off-the-grid restaurant called Cla Destino Gastrobar. There we sat outside and shared delicious bottled local beers, burgers (vegetariano e carne), and batatas rusticos. At some point, the waiter came around with housemade flavored cachaças. This probably coincides with when we decided to hit up a local speakeasy/art gallery/bar nearby somehow associated with our current restaurant’s owners.
And that, my friends, is where our night ended. Below an art gallery of red-threaded–penises (peni?) and superimposed-grooms-into-brides (!), we drank handcrafted cocktails. That is, until midnight, at which point we were kindly reminded of close time: so the local restaurant owners could come in and drink together.
How do I get invited to that party?!