And at the end of it all, Argentinian Flag Day!
So, after a depressingly uneventful day, I finally got some work done. I went to Santiago Gatart's restaurant, The Standard.
There I got connections for meat stuff. Going to get to go to a slaughter house, hopefully. To see water buffalo get killed. This, I must confess, is my idea of a good time.
Afterwards, in this weird way that people who have just done me a great favor have, I was treated to a free meal.
Cheese Empanada, spicy beef croquetas, lamb ravioli, roast kid with raisins and pine nuts, and a sort of candied fig crepe thingy. All DELICIOUS.
And then I came home to the sound of firecrackers outside my window. It is Argentinian Flag Day. To which I say Huzzah!
Will write about the family I encountered at the restaurant on my MySpace (I know, I know...) Page.
There I got connections for meat stuff. Going to get to go to a slaughter house, hopefully. To see water buffalo get killed. This, I must confess, is my idea of a good time.
Afterwards, in this weird way that people who have just done me a great favor have, I was treated to a free meal.
Cheese Empanada, spicy beef croquetas, lamb ravioli, roast kid with raisins and pine nuts, and a sort of candied fig crepe thingy. All DELICIOUS.
And then I came home to the sound of firecrackers outside my window. It is Argentinian Flag Day. To which I say Huzzah!
Will write about the family I encountered at the restaurant on my MySpace (I know, I know...) Page.
posted by Julie Powell at 8:23 PM
2 Comments:
Oh god, you're going to make me join myspace just to find out what you're up to?
Cruel indeed.
hey girl,
glad you made it safely. there's no way I'm going to myspace, but I'll check in on you here. I'm loving Los Angeles - such a great change of pace from NYC, but I guess you know all about that..... woo hoo!
Be well!
-Roxanne
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