Sunday, March 9, 2008

Matambre a la pizza

For lunch I had grilled chicken covered in blue cheese sauce with fried potato puffs. For dinner I had matambre a la pizza, fried and grilled a piece of fatty meat with thick mozzarella pizza topping. Although I might be heartbroken when I leave but if I stay I would probably die of a heart attack. It didn’t help that I had to eat the whole plate of matambre for two by myself because I had no one to share it with. One of the benefits of being a stranger in a foreign land is that sometimes I’m a very memorable person. The waiter at the restaurant for example remembered me from a visit few weeks ago. He’s a very good humored older guy. I went by myself the last time. He kept asking where my boyfriend was. He was pleased that all the single women were sitting at his section. When I showed up again along tonight he gave me a very frustrated, incredulous look, shook his head, pointed at the empty chair across the table and said “Un novio!”

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