One More Night in Buenos Aires
Well, today was officially the last full day in Buenos Aires (and as I type, I am taking my mid-day blogging break before heading out to dinner). Antother very interesting day amongst the portenos. It all started with a visit to MALBA, the Museum of Latin American Art in Buenos Aires. It was defintely enlightening, but I have come to the conclusion that modern art, no matter from what continent, is just not my cup of tea. I just don't see the value in a few pieces of jaggedly cut out blue construction paper pasted to white backgrounds and then, voila!, modern art. Even in the little Spanish I know, I could still hear people struggling to explain the pieces. For me, there's nothing to explain - you either like it or you don't.
Then we hit of Carrefour, the French version of WalMart in the heart of BA, to pick up wine and other goodies. I picked the wines that were sporting security tags - anything that's worthy of theft has to be of good vintage, right? And then today's oink fest at a local parilla, La Cabrera, where lunch first consisted of an appetizer tray of three kinds of salami. Actually is seems there were three whole salamis on the tray. Next came the main course, a rib eye steak that was probably about three pounds. Christine and I share this monster, as well as the accompanying 12 side dishes (yes, that's correct, 12 hot and cold side dishes which were included in the price of the main course). We also had a huge bowl of french fries, covered with caramalized onions, in addition. Total cost: $30. I really love eating in this city.
As our final tourist act, we had to make the requisite visit to Museo Evita - a museum dedicated to the legacy of Evita. The guided tour was just a touch propaganda, but it was rather interesting. Strangely enough, the tour group was comprised of Christine, me, another American, two Irish, and an Australian. I guess Argentinians just don't understand the Western fascination with Eva Peron, less so the sappy musical Evita. But heck, I'm sure tickets for the musuem raise funds for the Peronist cause.
Then I had to hit up Palermo Viejo for a round of ice cream. It was my third 1/4 kg serving of ice cream in the past 24 hours. The stuff is super addictive. The last decision - what to eat on my last evening in Buenos Aires. I'm leaning toward Italian right now...
Then we hit of Carrefour, the French version of WalMart in the heart of BA, to pick up wine and other goodies. I picked the wines that were sporting security tags - anything that's worthy of theft has to be of good vintage, right? And then today's oink fest at a local parilla, La Cabrera, where lunch first consisted of an appetizer tray of three kinds of salami. Actually is seems there were three whole salamis on the tray. Next came the main course, a rib eye steak that was probably about three pounds. Christine and I share this monster, as well as the accompanying 12 side dishes (yes, that's correct, 12 hot and cold side dishes which were included in the price of the main course). We also had a huge bowl of french fries, covered with caramalized onions, in addition. Total cost: $30. I really love eating in this city.
As our final tourist act, we had to make the requisite visit to Museo Evita - a museum dedicated to the legacy of Evita. The guided tour was just a touch propaganda, but it was rather interesting. Strangely enough, the tour group was comprised of Christine, me, another American, two Irish, and an Australian. I guess Argentinians just don't understand the Western fascination with Eva Peron, less so the sappy musical Evita. But heck, I'm sure tickets for the musuem raise funds for the Peronist cause.
Then I had to hit up Palermo Viejo for a round of ice cream. It was my third 1/4 kg serving of ice cream in the past 24 hours. The stuff is super addictive. The last decision - what to eat on my last evening in Buenos Aires. I'm leaning toward Italian right now...
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