http://www.saltshaker.net/20050824/cyclone Casting a little flavor (and a few aspersions) on the world of food, drink, and life Sat, 11 Feb 2012 22:16:17 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 http://www.saltshaker.net/20050824/cyclone/comment-page-1#comment-210058 Day Trip – Saint Peter’s Burg Sat, 22 Jan 2011 16:22:08 +0000 http://www.saltshaker.net/20050824/cyclone#comment-210058 [...] five blocks before the skies let loose with a deluge and winds reminiscent of my encounter with a subtropical cyclone in Uruguay a few years ago. Bikes and other small objects are flying through the air, trees are [...] [...] five blocks before the skies let loose with a deluge and winds reminiscent of my encounter with a subtropical cyclone in Uruguay a few years ago. Bikes and other small objects are flying through the air, trees are [...]

]]> http://www.saltshaker.net/20050824/cyclone/comment-page-1#comment-522 SaltShaker » Blog Archive » Entering The Second Year Sun, 02 Jul 2006 14:13:17 +0000 http://www.saltshaker.net/20050824/cyclone#comment-522 [...] Buenos Aires - I recently “celebrated” the one year anniversary of this blog, and given that I launched into it as I began my adventures outside of New York, it’s no surprise that another birthday pops up. My arrival in Buenos Aires to, potentially at that point, live, was July 2, 2005, a grey, drizzly day punctuated only by the food experience of my first provoletta, and a mediocre one at that. Wow! A year here already, amazing how time flies, it sometimes feels like I’ve barely arrived, and other times like I’ve been here for quite a long time. I’ve learned a new language, explored a new culture (with much left on both counts to accomplish), I’ve been in a happy, live-in relationship for the entire time, I bought an apartment in a “foreign” country, opened a business, experienced a cyclone, been threatened by border guards in Bolivia… Not things I would have predicted a mere twelve months ago. [...] [...] Buenos Aires – I recently “celebrated” the one year anniversary of this blog, and given that I launched into it as I began my adventures outside of New York, it’s no surprise that another birthday pops up. My arrival in Buenos Aires to, potentially at that point, live, was July 2, 2005, a grey, drizzly day punctuated only by the food experience of my first provoletta, and a mediocre one at that. Wow! A year here already, amazing how time flies, it sometimes feels like I’ve barely arrived, and other times like I’ve been here for quite a long time. I’ve learned a new language, explored a new culture (with much left on both counts to accomplish), I’ve been in a happy, live-in relationship for the entire time, I bought an apartment in a “foreign” country, opened a business, experienced a cyclone, been threatened by border guards in Bolivia… Not things I would have predicted a mere twelve months ago. [...]

]]> http://www.saltshaker.net/20050824/cyclone/comment-page-1#comment-196 SaltShaker » Blog Archive » And, the Purple House Sun, 26 Feb 2006 12:29:59 +0000 http://www.saltshaker.net/20050824/cyclone#comment-196 [...] Montevideo - Back in the capitol and a nap to clear the head, with a plan to meet up later and head for what’s often considered one of, if not, the best, places in town to try classic Uruguayan cuisine, Le Perdiz. Unfortunately, the place also doesn’t take reservations, and is amazingly popular. Despite our hopes that the increasingly nasty weather (at that point only light rain, but lots of wind, and an announced “cyclone alert” - shades of my visit in August) would make it easier to garner a table, we were disappointed. The place was packed to the rafters with a minimum 40 minute waiting list and no real room to hang out inside left - which would have meant sort of hovering in the doorway or outside. Luckily, the cab hadn’t departed, so we hopped back in, and the driver very nicely offered to just add on the extra distance to the original bill rather than the “start” fee that cabs generally have. After a bit of dicussion we headed to La Casa Violeta, Rambla Armenia 3667 (the ramblas in Montevideo are the boardwalks that line the beaches along the Rio de la Plata). It’s a large, pretty restaurant, with a nice view, and packed with tourists. In fact, we got the last table, most of the dining room being covered with three respective parties of 25-30+ people, two of them loudly rattling away in mid-American English, the third in a mix of German and Spanish. Live tango music, singing and dancing was being rotated through various corners of the restaurant. A huge salad bar dominates the center of the room. [...] [...] Montevideo – Back in the capitol and a nap to clear the head, with a plan to meet up later and head for what’s often considered one of, if not, the best, places in town to try classic Uruguayan cuisine, Le Perdiz. Unfortunately, the place also doesn’t take reservations, and is amazingly popular. Despite our hopes that the increasingly nasty weather (at that point only light rain, but lots of wind, and an announced “cyclone alert” – shades of my visit in August) would make it easier to garner a table, we were disappointed. The place was packed to the rafters with a minimum 40 minute waiting list and no real room to hang out inside left – which would have meant sort of hovering in the doorway or outside. Luckily, the cab hadn’t departed, so we hopped back in, and the driver very nicely offered to just add on the extra distance to the original bill rather than the “start” fee that cabs generally have. After a bit of dicussion we headed to La Casa Violeta, Rambla Armenia 3667 (the ramblas in Montevideo are the boardwalks that line the beaches along the Rio de la Plata). It’s a large, pretty restaurant, with a nice view, and packed with tourists. In fact, we got the last table, most of the dining room being covered with three respective parties of 25-30+ people, two of them loudly rattling away in mid-American English, the third in a mix of German and Spanish. Live tango music, singing and dancing was being rotated through various corners of the restaurant. A huge salad bar dominates the center of the room. [...]

]]> http://www.saltshaker.net/20050824/cyclone/comment-page-1#comment-108 SaltShaker » Blog Archive » Back to the Town Time Forgot Thu, 22 Dec 2005 13:35:51 +0000 http://www.saltshaker.net/20050824/cyclone#comment-108 [...] So, yesterday morning found us off and floating across the river on the “high speed” (60 km/hour) ferry that takes the 55 km jaunt to this historic little town. There’s also a slow speed ferry for those who want to save some money (53 pesos each way versus 92 pesos each way), but it takes more than 3 hours to make the same trip! Last time when I visited with my friend Maureen we had iffy weather, it was winter time, and we got hit by a cyclone. It’s summertime, the weather was fantastic, and we had a delightful afternoon. It’s really a quite beautiful city, and we got to wander around, see the flowers and trees in bloom and leaf. The lighthouse was open, so we climbed to the top and took a few photos of the historic district. [...] [...] So, yesterday morning found us off and floating across the river on the “high speed” (60 km/hour) ferry that takes the 55 km jaunt to this historic little town. There’s also a slow speed ferry for those who want to save some money (53 pesos each way versus 92 pesos each way), but it takes more than 3 hours to make the same trip! Last time when I visited with my friend Maureen we had iffy weather, it was winter time, and we got hit by a cyclone. It’s summertime, the weather was fantastic, and we had a delightful afternoon. It’s really a quite beautiful city, and we got to wander around, see the flowers and trees in bloom and leaf. The lighthouse was open, so we climbed to the top and took a few photos of the historic district. [...]

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