A 15 minute walk from my classes in El Centro is the picturesque waterfront barrio of Puerto Madero and not far from it is this avenida lined with yellow box-parrilladas with oh-so-fragrant charcoal smoke tumbling out the windows. It’s a place where men of both working and business class grab a fistful of napkins and roll up their…
Ok yes, I miss the dark, gloomy, shiny Irish pubs of Boston. A lot. I miss stools and flat screen TV´s with sports on constantly. And I miss whiskey. So when I saw a sign which read “Sullivan´s” hanging from a not-too-shabby-looking little place in Palermo Viejo, I absolutely had to go in and ask…
I had spent just about 5 days in B.A. and I had still not had the privilege of stuffing a piece of cow bigger than my face down my throat as I had heard one is accustomed to doing in B. A. I was distracted by empanada shops and pay-by-weight home-made food fast joints in El Centro,…
I don´t think I will ever get tired of the tasty little fried, salty numnums that come with just about every beer in B.A. This is a Quilmes (B.A.´s Sam, although it’s way too light and watery for me…) with fried salty cylindrical chips and peanuts.
Lovingly referred to as “The Meat Place” by the TEFL students I´ve met here, no doubt to distinguish it from “The Vegetarian Place” which is the good-food-cheap place closest to the program´s building, is great for browsing and trying out new typical home-made dishes. The woman who runs it is super friendly and serves everything…
A steaming, comforting bowl of lentils and chorizo prepared by my roommate and the first real home-made meal I´ve had so far. Simple but perfect. Home-made dulce de leche del campo which my roommate brought for me from her farm in the North. Velvety smooth, sinfully thick, and almost sickeningly sweet, with a beautiful dark…
Empanada de carne + Empanada de questo y cebolla + 1L de Stella from Pizzeria Angélico My first day in Buenos Aires was spent unpacking, setting up my room, running back and forth from the Disco to buy perchas, champú, convertidores, etc. As I know nobody in this city, as my roommates were gone for the weekend, as my sudden departure from…
My transition from Boston to B.A. I felt the need to document this meal. It was pretty horrendous. After learning the morning before my move to Buenos Aires that I would actually have to fly out….in 5 hours because of the impending doom of this Hurricane named Irene, after hastily packing my life into 3…
Boston…I will miss you. And this is probably the combo I will miss the most. Citizen’s Public House’s house-made Beef Jerky and a glass of Makers Mark on the rox. Citizen’s has some of the best food in Boston but I unfortunately never had my camera there to capture them, mostly because I never PLANNED to go there, I…
Walking past Pasta Beach every work-day of the summer, I held an impression of this place being an extremely douchey, “mixed-Mediterranean,” Euro restaurant where senile businessmen brought their soon-to-be partners to impress them. I changed my opinion drastically when my boss-ess brought me here on the last day at the office and I actually got to…
That Best Bite 