Recipe for Caribe sandwich (Petit Colon)
1. use a thin bread, I think it's called Arabe here, but the texture is like a English muffin. If your store sells thinly sliced "english muffin" bread (or sourdough, maybe ok), then you're on the right track. Toast the bread.
2. One side: thinly sliced ham (jamon) and chese (queso) with a dab of mayonaise
3. other side: thinly sliced pineapple (arana) and tomato (I salt my tomatoes at this step)

Mmmm...Que rico!

Here are few photos of our new homestay house, casa de Cecilla. Here, the view from a connecting hallway in the flat that is open-air. Cecilla is a sociology student at UBA here and rents out rooms in her cozy Congresso flat to visitors studying Spanish. I love the style of her place. The view is awesome. Nothing like getting up at night to grab a gulp of water, and look out over the city rooftops, the clouds rolling, breaking over the city and its horizon.

A 2nd shot of that open-air hallway connecting the living rooms and the kitchen areas.

The view from our room at Cecilla's.

And, another view.

For the last few days of March at our old homestay, a friend of the Tiepleman's son Fernando visited the house and brought his dog. A sweet (English?) bulldog.

If it �s one thing I do NOT like about BsAs, and I like a lot of things about this town, it�s the dog crap. I�ll visited New York and seen how in the residential areas there is a lot of poop, but man, this city takes the cake. (Not a good image, I know, but then, I�m posting a pic of dog poop, so if you didn�t like this topic, why bother reading this far?) Today was the first day I landed my foot in some poop. The smell was overpowering and I had to hand wash my shoes. The problem with poop here is there is no neutral ground, like a park, to rub off the stuff. The parks themselves are full of poop and ...well, foul stuff, so going to the park to rub your shoe in grass only compounds the stench. I avoid the parks like the plague.

Today was our 11th anniversary. People freak out when we tell them that we�ve been married 11 years. We get compliments that we look like we�re in our late twenties, early thirties, etc. That�s nice. We went to, supposedly, the best Japanese restuarant in BsAs, called Yuuki (asobi). It was recommended to us by the teachers at Nichia Gakuin Japanese School. The magazine-book Time Out also pushed it as the best. I ordered the Teishoku meal, came with sushi, sashimi, miso, goma plus spinach, and ...mushi. Oh, and shio-saba. All very nice. The mastaa came over to Nana with the plate of sushi (nigirizushi) personally. It was a very quiet place, with no sign out front. We noticed one guy came in, waited a bit for his order, and left in desperation when he didn�t get his food immediately. We figured he was too used to getting quick Argentine service. Not here. But then, the mastaa personally prepares all the food. The guy was sitting at the sushi-bar. If he couldn�t see that the cook was working his hardest, he was a jerk. We also noticed Argentinians reading books, hanging out and slowly eating their sushi. Something you don�t see much�: people reading while waiting on or eating sushi.

A photo of the famous porteno rocker, Charly Garcia. His CDs, I mean. These are records from the 80s. I really like them. They have blazing guitars and angry keyboards that sum up the 80s for me, but in another language, in their own idiom of BsAs. Charly Garcia came recommended to me via Time Out and a guy who sold clothes at a posh place in Palermo. When I asked for the CDs at a record store on Corrientes, the owner was pleased I asked for them.