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Argentine Feriado (Holiday) el Bicentennario con Familia

Haha I feel silly talking about my north american food exchange without ever having talked about my Argentine food exchange. I came back from Iguazu on tuesday the 25th. Right away Cristina and I scrambled to turn in her Visa application (it has to be completely filled out in under 20 minutes or it times out.... its VERY difficult) As soon as we finished- the doorbell rang. Cristina had invited her family over for locro- a traditional Argentine gaucho stew meant to be eaten with family. They were lovely all of them, very comfortable to talk to, friendly, curious. and to top it all off- the locro (a traditionally VERY meaty dish) was made in a vegetarian style. For me becuase "la nena no le gusta carne" It was really very sweet. Hanging out with the family I learned the word fanfarron (fanfare) and ratoncito (toothfairy). Oh! And i spoke only Spanish the entire day. I think spending the Bicentennario with an Argentine family really was the way to go. : )

Also, despite my camera being broken- they wanted a group picture. This is what resulted:

Ok fine.... a post.... only because tonight was such a success

So, of course every good student should cook a traditional american (norteamerican) meal for their host family. An exchange you know. So tonight we had a very VERY typical american meal in my opinion:

TACOS.



After much debate over how tacos exist, Cristina let me put the ingredients on the table rather than have the tacos pre-prepared. When we started eating she quickly understood why. Cristina regaled my guacamole, but we did have a moment when she exclaimed "or you can use mayonesa!" Oh argentines will you ever learn! I also taught my Argentine host mom new SPANISH words. jajaja.. This is a TACO and this is a BURRITO.




I also showed her pictures of chipotle to show her what gluttons north americans are. The only thing I'm lamenting is mentioning sour cream..... she has no idea what it is and is determined to find out... by making it.

Dear Omi (who reads this blog)

I will probably not be able to post as frequently on account of the likelihood of my not being able to finish the semester. Sorry for the inconvenience.

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Bazooka

...makes no more sense in Castellano than in Hebrew or English.

Con Paciencia... como la uva

No tengo paciencia con la uva! Uvas are grapes, and here they have seeds. It is an EFFORT to eat them and as my host mom says... it requires patience. Pero vale la pena (it's worth it). Argentines in general are very patient. We were taught the very first week about "Argentine time" which is approximately a half an hour after any aforementioned time. We had to learn to simply be patient and go with the flow... or be perpetually frusterated. When wondering about the source of this attitude- I think grapes. The simplest things require patience here, living without it would simply not work.