Anyway, the centerpiece of our weekend - the jewel in the Buenos Aires crown, if you will - was our trip to an Argentinian steakhouse Saturday night.
This is us on our way to La Dorita, the steakhouse. And yes, it gave us endless amusement that it sounded like "Dorito", the American tortilla chip:
This is in Argentinian dictionaries under felicidad ('happiness'). Glenn put the fork in so that you can get a size comparison of how big the steak was:
Beefworshipers:
Contemplating joy:
Joy:
After finishing the meal, we lost Glenn for about 15 minutes. Kris and I chatted and had coffee while he stared off into space, deep in a food coma:
On Friday, we ate at a place near our hotels.
Like Uruguay, Argentina is a land of empanadas:
Platter of meat and cheese. Luckily we didn't order main dishes because we couldn't even finish it:
Happy and full:
They had pretty good coffee and it came on these cute wooden coasters:
A sign advertising the typical Argentinian breakfast: a coffee and 3 little croissants (medialunas, which means half moons). that's 10 Argentenian pesos, not 10 dollars. 10 Argentinian pesos is a little less than $3 US:
They have big empanadas called calzones. Okay I guess they are just calzones but I prefer to think of them as big empanadas:
3 comments:
"They have big empanadas called calzones..." Hahaha... you are obsessed with empanadas. I am too! What were they called in Brazil? Pastels? (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pastel_(food))
i think nearly everything can be considered an empanada in one way or another.
coffee: liquid empanada without a crust, made of caffeine
airplane: very large steel empanada, with a filling of people and luggage
President Obama: intelligent human empanada of Kenyan descent.
I am obsessed! And yes, everything can be an empanada. I miss the ones in Brazil though!
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