Have you tried everything in Braga?

This blood-and-pork porridge gets a splash of vinegar on top — copy the locals, it actually works.

A custard dessert made silky with rendered bacon fat and sweetened with port — don't ask, just eat it.

Follow office workers at 12:30 PM to unsigned doorways serving €7-10 ementa do dia lunches.

Sit outside Café Vianna on Praça da República regardless of the weather — it's a year-round local sport.

Walk slow laps of Avenida Central from 6-8 PM alongside every generation of Braga out doing the same thing.

The azulejo-lined baroque garden empties of tourists and fills with locals eating lunch from takeaway boxes.

Mention 'Braga reza, Coimbra estuda, Lisboa diverte-se, e Porto trabalha' and watch a local nod with dry pride.

Catholic tradition still runs the kitchen here — bacalhau appears on nearly every Friday lunch board without fail.

"Bom dia" (bohm DEE-ah) before noon isn't optional here — skip it and the counter goes noticeably cooler.

Watch the fish sellers greet regulars by name on the upper floor of the city's two-storey covered market.

Watch Os Arsenalistas play in a stadium carved into a granite hillside with both ends open to the rock.

Minho farmers set up the most unfiltered market in town — arrive early, bring cash, skip the small talk.