My friend is an Argentinian local, but from another province. Thus, she knew the restaurant staples here which is exactly what I wanted to experience. For lunch, we went to El Gato Negro where I experienced typical Argentinian cuisine. To my surprise, the menu was heavily influenced by Italians. My friend Solange (whom I already love for having the name of Beyonce's sister) explained to me the importance Spanish, Italian, and French colonization/migration had on the culture in this city. I was enthralled. For lunch she ordered baked potatoes and chicken with a white sauce. The flavors were amazing and her drink was a Coke Zero (made with cane sugar, not the fructose garbage they serve in the USA). As for me, I was craving salmon. Once you get acquainted with me, you'll know my two favorite meats are salmon and chicken. Some may call it boring, but I love the possible combinations. A side of veggies accompanied my meal and I was sedated into culinary heaven. By that point, Buenos Aires had wined and dined me like the perfect gentleman. The day was not over, yet; the city had other plans for me.
The next point in our date, was a popular shopping center here. It was gorgeous and the exterior resembled a train station. Clever, the designers. Thankfully, Solange knew how to ride the metro (called subte here). We hitched a ride and, five stops later, our carriage landed in Avenida Corrientes. Buenos Aires thought that the way to my heart would be a good shopping day, but the real reason the city won me over were due to the beautiful murals outside the mall. Porteros (what they call the people of Buenos Aires) were honoring the popular singer, Carlos Gardel. He was known for many artistic contributions in the world of cinema and music, but most notably, was the biggest influencer to Argentina's famous tango dancing. Wall art was created in his honor along with a grand statue right across the mall.
I think that the city enchanted me from the moment I landed. I'm thrilled to be here for the next two months, although I do fear my eventual departure. I love this place and I look forward to every single day to see what this city has to offer. What a charmer, this city. I suppose that's why Buenos Aires is known as the Paris of South America. I'll admit, I've been properly courted by this gorgeous place.
Is it too early to go steady?
