is to run a closed door restaurant in Buenos Aires with a fellow foodie lover.
Every place I have gone to in the past 10 months (Cocina Sunae, Paladar, La Cocina Discreta, Casa Felix, NOLA, iLatina) has been so inspiring. Each evening been an absolutely wonderful experience with my dining companion full of deep conversation and appreciation for food prepared with love and dedication. I don’t do math, but a winning combo for me = a couple/team of friends cooking for a small number of people in an actual home with a fixed menu and Argentine wines.
Recently I headed to NOLA for dinner with a friend. I was so charmed by Chef Liza and her courageous decision to come down here and make it happen for herself. Part of the experience here is sitting at a communal table, which can be weird if you are sandwiched next to people you don’t hit it off with, but hey, after you’re 3 courses in (read: 3 glasses of wine), you’re all best friends and heading off to bars afterwards to continue chatting.
This snapshot scored a place as my new iPhone lock screen background.
Delightfully surprised to get some pecan pie in Buenos Aires.
I also returned to iLatina…but this time for brunch! I have to say I was a bit turned off by the hordes of Americans wearing sneakers and yelling at each other in English, but this marks the first time I’ve had a 6 course brunch including some white wine and coconut lemonade. PS social media lovers, they have an Instagram: @ilatinabue
Highlight: arepas (traditional Colombian corn cake topped with goat cheese) with a lip-smacking good guacamole and salsa with a fried plantain chip.
End of the meal: Colombian coffee infused with cardamom and cinnamon. Kind of tasted like tea.
Currently slogging through midterms but emerging from my lair for food in varios lugares.
Nothing like a little DDL to make the pain of studying for an impossibly difficult midterm dull a little bit.
Actual pizza at Siamo nel Forno. By actual pizza I mean Italian pizza, which differs from Argentine pizza in that it has about 80% less cheese and dough but more flavor. Less is more, people.
The seasons are changing here in BA–it gets dark around 5 PM and the temperature peaks at around 70 degrees at noon but when I wake up it’s only about 50…
Happy Sunday evening!