In my book, Bolivia earns some serious points just for the name of one of its national dishes, pique a lo macho. My Spanish is pretty rusty, but I think the (very) rough translation is something like “snacks like the macho” or “pickings of the manly man.” I’m pretty sure that the name comes from […]
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I was pretty excited when a rare purveyor of relatively obscure ethnic food showed up in Midtown East. Usually, Midtown East is a sterile land of Starbucks, Dunkin’ Donuts, Starbucks, lame corner delis, Starbucks, nondescript pizza-by-the-slice, and Starbucks (affectionately known to locals as “Fivebucks”). But then a Chilean restaurant called Barros Luco came to town. […] Read More >> |
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Uruguay is probably the world’s greatest country that I don’t really remember going to. Once upon a time, I was a young, broke, dumb, patient lad traveling through South America on a ridiculously small budget. I hitchhiked most of the way from Santiago to Tierra del Fuego, was nearly left for dead on the frozen […] Read More >> |
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There is absolutely no reason why I started with Ecuador, other than the fact that my girlfriend had already made lunch plans with an Ecuadorian friend of hers today. Since I’m lazy, I thought I’d let somebody else (luckily, a real Ecuadorian) do the food-hunting for me. Our lovely friend Andrea called her father, who […] Read More >> |
