In English, someone who is a “black sheep” is someone who is a rebel, an outsider, or just simply different. Depending on where you stand on that, they’re either someone boldly going where no one has gone before, or they’re an embarrassment or even pariah, or pretty much anywhere in between. When I sat down… Read More To Take One’s Own Path
Spending all my time eating pizzas on your behalf I’ve forgotten to present a little write-up on last weekend’s dinners. I’m not sure if it’s seasonal or something else, but last week and this we’ve gotten tons of last minute cancellations – not a good thing when you’re prepping food. Thankfully last week we were… Read More A Little Bit of This… A Little Bit of That…
I need a couple of folk who feel like going out one evening and hammering our way through the “dinner only” pizzerias along the now famed (infamed?) 92 bus pizza trek. Picking up where I left off in Caballito at one of the more unpalatable entries, I’ve continued trekking, sometimes solo and sometimes accompanied, through… Read More 92 Bus, Stops 24 – 27
For months when I first came to South America I kept thinking that the menus in Peruvian restaurants had a misspelling. Not in their English translations, which, let’s face it, are ubiquitous, but in the Spanish. Everyone was offering up lomo saltado, “leapt (or leaped) beef”. I was sure they were using the wrong verb… Read More Leaping Beef
“The Carrot has a somewhat obscure history, surrounded by doubt and enigma and it is difficult to pin down when domestication took place. The wide distribution of Wild Carrot, the absence of carrot root remains in archaeological excavations and lack of documentary evidence do not enable us to determine precisely where and when carrot domestication… Read More Of Carrots & Radicchio
Picking up on a past project of searching out seafood mixed grills and here, it just seems time to get back to that – especially since I said a year ago I’d get back to it in a month. Plus I’m kind of taking a mini-break from the 92 pizza project, or at least slowing… Read More More Shrimps on the Barbie
“What matters most are the simple pleasures so abundant that we can all enjoy them…Happiness doesn’t lie in the objects we gather around us. To find it, all we need to do is open our eyes.” – Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince If a new Peruvian restaurant opens in Buenos Aires and Henry and… Read More The Little Prince
A month ago on this crazy trek I left off in Caballito, just past Parque Centenario, with deep debates on the merits of tasting the pizza from a second branch of a chain that I’d already tried. The final decision mine, I opted to just mention it, number it, and move on, sans nibbling. The… Read More 92 Bus, Stops 20 – 23