{"time": 1769798392475, "blocks": [{"data": {"text": "  Where has the pitanga gone?
During the 19th century, it was one of the favorite ice creams of the carioca population and also of Emperor Pedro II, who would go with the Empress to Rua Direita for their usual pitanga ice cream at the Hotel do Norte. The sign read: “Antonio Francioni, ice cream maker of Their Imperial Majesties.”

It was everywhere: Before Copacabana became a neighborhood, it was a restinga covered with pitanga trees where fishermen built little huts made of thatch. And not only that: the entire tree planting project in Ipanema was carried out with cashew trees, pitanga trees, and araçazeiro trees. Moreover, Largo do Machado was once called Largo das Pitangueiras. Like any perishable ingredient, the fruit has lost ground to others harvested on an industrial scale, but it remains an icon of our gastronomic identity.

At the Bazzar Institute, the tree planted by Sylvestre Scarano last century is in full season. Letícia picked the fruits, and Vera Saboya turned them into delicious jam. Since they are among us from October to January, we are starting — sweetly — the movement “For more pitanga on the table!” Who’s in?  "}, "type": "paragraph"}], "version": "2.18.0"}