Meet MEAT

After having enjoyed a sumptuous asado at an over-touristy ranch this afternoon, we feel the time has come to sing joy to the Argentinian meat. Not in the least because we will attempt to join the Argentinians in a meat-free Friday as part of the Easter (semana santa) celebrations and will thus have to go without our daily dose for at least 24 hours... Today´s asado should have at least raised our hemoglobine levels to the point where we will be able to bridge that gap and STILL have the blood banks standing in line when we get back. (Too bad we will be going into a malaria area about 3 weeks before the end of our trip, but hey, the intention is there!)

All the guidebooks (or rather, gad baks - please refer to this link for proper pronunciation http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eKFjWR7X5dU) will tell you that the meat here is the best in the world. And... it´s true. Try one and the next time you are driving through the countryside, the cows in the fields start taking on a strangely steak-shaped form. We have been converted and are now among the true believers.

To top it all off, the steaks are prepared on giant parillas (this afternoon, the parilla equalled a HERAS-hek, better not try that at home... nor in your back yard), allowing everyone to let his inner alpha male take over. If it weren´t for the strong inclination of Argentinian women over 40 for weekly visits to their plastic surgeon, Argentinian men would be the happiest in the world. Now, they can´t even bring their chinas close to the grill because they would risk a face-meltdown (...) 

And last but certainly not least, since this blog is all about the tan and the tango, you´ll be happy to learn that we got our first tan in Cabo Polonio. In between the rainfall, windstorms and the taking care of the daily necessities (such as getting water from our own well and making a fire while not accidentally setting the house on fire at the same time), there was still time for plenty of sun and even some swimming - for some of us that is. We immediately became friends with all the dogs roaming around, especially SJP will always have a special place in our hearts. The other fellow occupants of the Cabo - the lobos and the turkeys (see below) - were a bit less welcoming, but they definitely made for an interesting and somewhat smelly crowd.

As far as the tango is concerned, this remains work in progress with yesterday our first lesson in Buenos Aires and even a small dance in the milonga itself (which normally is reserved for those who actually know how to dance really well). For a nice piece of contemporary tango, check out Gotan Project (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b-7nJ4V57Ww). Blonde fact of the day: although having known the group for almost 5 years, it took exactly 5 years minus three days for Jori to figure out that it is actually tango inverted. It took Lisette 5 years minus three days to realise that she actually already knew the group.


Besos!

Our little house on the prairie

 with Janna!

 Oh yes, there was also a horse. She/He was baptised Bella

"sta op en loop"

Ambachtelijke pannenkoeken van Lisette!

Doing reconnaissance.. With thanks to LP for the link

 Jumpstyle (never mind it is soooo 2009)

 Mind you, this is not SJP, who was very adept at ducking our camera

 Back in BA, new hostel, Casa Esmeralda in Palermo gHollywood

- Lisette: Mooooh

- Jori: Tok-tok

- Dodo: watskeburt? (was ist los?)