The South American Adventure, Part I

Buenos Aires is quite the gastonomical experience. Argintinean restaurants serve beef, and a lot of it. I`ve been having the bife de Lomo (Tenderloin Steak) pretty much everywhere we go. Some places, such as El Mirasol have been fantastic. Another parilla, La Cabrerra, was the site of a minor international incident. My bife de Lomo was excellent, but R´s meal tasted a little funny. We asked for something different, but there was a significant language gap between us and the waiter. As a result, we think that they thought we were horribly insulted and they responded by trying to placate us with plate after plate of free food (and a couple of drinks)! They even brought me an entirely new plate of steak. There was enough food to feed a medium sized family! We weren`t trying to be the ugly Americans, but it seems to have turned out that way. In any case, we left a big tip because the food was good and the service was fantastic, even if communicating with the waiter involved more hand gestures than we would have preferred.

Royal Without Cheese

I rarely (if ever) step into a McDonalds in New York, so I would never expect to intentionally go to a McDonalds half way around the world. However there is something special about one of the three(!) McDonalds locations in Buenos Aires´Abasto shopping center. It is the only Kosher McDonalds outside of Israel. The food tasted like... well... McDonalds, but the trip provided a good photo opportunity for R (until the security guard chased us away for taking pictures!).