We walk down Malabia street in Palermo Soho several times a day. About a kilometre away from our apartment, at the corner of Malabia and Charcas is a Manger. A place that stops us in our tracks every time we walk by. On the Malabia side is a deli bursting at the seams with delicious
We heard about Buenos Aires Verde from one of the hubs’ veggie friends who spent some time in BA last year. Buenos Aires–the city of the parilla–is the not the most veggie-friendly (or health-nut friendly) city in the world. So, we were pretty excited to get a list of good, healthy, veggie options to try
I’ve had very, very good luck in my life with hole in the wall restaurants. And Don Niceto, a parilla not so far from our apartment, just adds to the long list of delicious food we’ve eaten in less than pretty locales. Don Niceto Don Niceto is not fancy. At all. But it has got
One of the most intriguing and peculiar elements about dining in Buenos Aires is the closed door restaurant, or puerta cerrada. More akin to a dinner party than a restaurant, talented chefs whip up wonderful set menus in the privacy of their home, and they are served around a communal table. Originally the domain of
The first time that I tried ceviche was in February 2009, as the second course of a set lunch in Peru’s old centre. And after just one bite, I was hooked. If you are unfamiliar with ceviche (or cebiche, depending on who you ask), it’s typically fresh, raw, fish marinated in lemon or lime juice.
One of the things that we miss in Buenos Aires is good Mexican food. This little factoid usually surprises most of our friends. Maybe it’s the general Argentine aversion to spicy food, maybe its the distance from Mexico, or maybe its something entirely different, but there just isn’t a lot of Mexican food around. There
Several weeks ago, I decided to sign up for the 7km UNICEF Carrera Por La Educacion that happened yesterday in Buenos Aires. Something about having a race on the horizon helps keep me on track. It was probably the best thing I could have done on a Sunday morning. This race, more than almost anything
The food blogger community is abuzz with Tourism Richmond’s recent announcement of the 365 Days of Dining Competition. And for good reason, it’s the opportunity of a lifetime for someone who loves food, loves to blog, and loves to explore. Hmm… sound like anyone you guys know? Possibly moi? Several people have encouraged me to
Last week, the hubs picked up a gigantic broccoli at our local Saturday fruit and veg market. Apparently, when he asked the woman for a broccoli that was ‘más pequeño’ (smaller) she just smiled at him and shook her head no. He’s got no idea whether something was lost in translation or whether she just
Up until about six months ago, the thought of buying any groceries without a list left me in a bit of a panic. I hate being wasteful (whether financially, in throwing out rotten food, or in time – spending hours in the shops thinking about what I was going to cook). I preferred to go
I interrupt my week of Antarctica posts to introduce you to an awesome breakfast I made a couple of days ago and have been eating steady since. Home made peaches and cream oatmeal. Remember peaches and cream oatmeal? That stuff is delicious. But it is also pretty sugary and full of ingredients I can’t pronounce.
Today is the third in a series of pre-programmed posts while I’m off in Antarctica. Antarctica! Yay! Today’s two blogs I like? Food blogs, or blogs that aren’t food blogs but have enough posts about food that I will lump them in with the food blogs because this is my blog and I am therefore
This is a pre-scheduled post. We are on our way to Antarctica this week and don’t have internet access! In fact, if our Drake Passage crossing goes (relatively) smoothly, we could be setting foot on Antarctica later this afternoon! If not today, then send happy thoughts to my tummy and hope that we get off
“When in Argentina” right? One of my favourite things about Argentine cuisine is empanadas. Like their distant neighbours – dumplings – empanadas are little parcels of deliciousness. When we were here three years ago, we had our favourite empanadas yet at La Casa de las Empanadas in Cafayate, and nothing has quite live up to
I’ve been lucky enough to cook in lots and lots (and lots) of kitchens. Kitchens in Edmonton, innumerable hostel kitchens around the world, the “kitchen” (i.e., the rice cooker) in my dorm in Hong Kong, the beautiful kitchen in our chateau in France, various kitchens in various apartments in Vancouver and Toronto, and for this