Drugstore Gaucho

Well it's true. They do. My food situation here leaves something to be desired. In a country known for its steak, wine and pasta, I still precious little of all three. I see pasta sometimes, but it is uniformly plain and re-heated via steam after its already been boiled. It's soggy, as I'm sure you can imagine. Recently, I was served a dessert that encapsulated so well my dining experience here that when I saw it, I said to myself, I must take a picture of that. I now present to you an exploration in two parts of what I eat routinely. This is a dessert. Actually, it is a combination of two desserts that I am sometimes served on separate occasions. It appeared from my initial scan that the cake had been placed inside the bowl and then the jello was poured on top before both were placed in the fridge. This photo shows you the anti-gravitational property the desert had acquired as a result, as well as house-mate Naír's realization that I might think something was wron...

The last few days have been action packed. Thursday was my second radio production class, one of my precious classes with Argentinos. My group was to record a script that we threw together the week before. It was sort of in the style of Lady's Man of Saturday Night Live fame. I played an visiting American who was having trouble expressing his feelings to a lady. I was advised to buy her a bikini. Also, a kid who a knew only distantly at this point in the story asked me what I was doing tomorrow. I told him that I was doing nothing cause that's all I ever got to do, and he asked me to join him and some peep to film something. Pending spanish skills, I was fuzzy on the details. There was a lot of downtime as we waited for the the studio to rotate through the other groups and so I got to know some of my classmates better. I met Michelle AKA Michi, yet another Ecuadorian. I found out she does Capoeira and was looking for a location here in BsAs. So we planned to go together on Frid...