While Sipping a Café Con Leche

CAFE HAVANNA, BUENOS AIRES, OCTOBER 20

Moto-texter Av. Corrientes

A few observations jotted down last night:

–It is better when alone to take a long walk than a long dinner.

–It is impossible to find nut butters here. Either peanut butter is banned, or it is a controlled substance only available by prescription.

–Going to an open supermarket is the best way to feel a part of things. There are no frozen meals, though, and it doesn’t appear that vegetables are high on the shopping list.  Dulce de Leche (caramel sauce) is available in about twenty-five brands. The checkout lines snake through the store and it seems that everyone already has someone in line to whom they deliver a forgotten item. The register lines are narrow and with the crowd pushing in, it would kill a claustrophobe.

–My friend Sharon told me that the ice cream was the best in the world, even better than Italy. I am not usually an ice cream man, but the Chocolate with Almonds with a scoop of Dulce de Leche helado (ice cream) is the best dessert ever. Helado is even better than Gelato. I make one meal a day of Helado. This seems to me to be the cornerstone of a nutritious diet.