For dinner tonight I tried two new empanadas - llama meat and goat cheese. Llama tastes a tad gamey like goat meat. Not sure how much I like it. I definitely don’t like goat meat but I did like the goat cheese empanadas. I think my body is starting to accept all types of weird cheeses. About 5 months ago I tried a piece of my roommate’s bleu cheese and it tasted like a care bear had sprinkled joy on my tongue. It was like discovering a new world. My eyes went wide and my mouth begged me to go to Trader Joe’s the next day to buy myself a huge block of this cheese. After 5 months I’m still very much in love with bleu cheese and my favorite pizza in Argentina has bleu cheese in it.
I went to Jose’s house with Glenda and for about 20 minutes his parent’s looked up the word for “corn on the cob” in castellano. They literally had 3 or 4 dictionaries out looking up the word. The reason they were looking up corn on the cob is because they had a bowl full of dried indian corn and they were explaining to me that it came from his father’s province. I think the word for it is Mazclea but I can’t remember. At the end of the night they gave me a stalk of corn on the cob as a gift. It was pretty fabulous and I thoroughly enjoyed Jose’s family because they were really hilarious. His mom was trying to sell me bra’s and perfume from a Mary Kay type of catalog. I told her that “mis tetas son pesadas” and we all had a good laugh about it.