Food is memory. My memories of places are informed by the taste of the sweet things I ate there. Chocolate in Argentina First there was Bariloche. We crossed the border from Chile here; it was our very first stop in Argentina. There was a street called the Street of Chocolate Dreams; a chocolate department store; … Continue reading »
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I Remember Buenos Aires
In another life, had this life taken a different route, I am pretty sure I would have ended up living in Buenos Aires. I was living in Chile when I used to find excuses to board a bus across the border, all the way to BA. I fell in love with the city the first … Continue reading »
