Closed Door Dining

Our left luggage was in the room, waiting for us.  We unpacked, organized, and took off for a dinner at Casa Saltshaker.  Buenos Aires has a tradition of what they call “closed door” restaurants; these can be nightly or irregular events where a chef cooks at his home, someone else’s home, or an undisclosed location Read More

Chasing Waterfalls

Two days in Iguazu, nothing about the (silly lyrics but extremely catchy) TLC song…   SS got up as if it was a workday: 6:30!  Just over an hour later we were in a cab to EAP, one of two BA airports (their waterfront is an expressway, an airport and another expressway…).  It was a Read More

Exercise Caution

Um…maybe you should see someone about that?   Again with the clouds and remnants of rain.  But I’ve wised up.  SS said I’d be sorry to not bring a jacket but by early afternoon it was 23 although hotter with the humidity and it stayed hot and lovely right until evening.  I would say the Read More

Day of the Dead

Fall.  Last of the jacaranda. What a spectacular gorgeous day.  Clear blue sky.  And so darn hot!  I had to sunscreen my head to avoid burning in those pesky spots where the hair has stopped reproducing… We took a lovely walk towards Recoleta, past the botanical gardens and zoo, to the Evita museum.  It was Read More

Iron Chef Battle: El Baqueano vs. Mocoto

  That’s the high end restaurant.  Seriously. Ten course dinner at El Baqueano.  You say it like it’s written.  But first, the cab ride.  It was way, way, way far away, in San Telmo, the other side of the centre, and although there are wide boulevards and most of the city is on a one-way Read More

A Day at the Opera

The Papal flag outnumbers the Argentinian flag about two to one right now   Old meets new.  It’s a motif…   Obelisco, the “iconic eyesore.”  Next on Gregor’s list for English Bay? The one on the left is dreaming In a land that’s never heard of HVAC comes the dream of AC for everyone.  It Read More

Our Promise: Not to have our first meal at a parrilla

  Hatted maneki-neko Day one: Despite a decent arrival time, the luggage and customs and finding our driver then a 55 minute drive to the hotel took up a chunk of the afternoon.  Our hotel is nestled on a narrow street, just 12 rooms on three floors, but the neighbourhood is particularly vibrant, not a Read More

AC92 YVR to EZE via SCL J Class

The blorbs are an online award for creative blog post titles.  We’re aiming high.   The start of a very long and mediocre dinner service     The Toronto departure was late; if the departure board was accurate, we were the last flight to leave the gate, the last flight to get de-iced and, very Read More

AC148 YVR to YYZ J Class

Missing a connection at gate 50   SS ensconced   Front of from back of the Airbus   Meal: beef or chicken or salmon or pasta   Top Chef finalist   Appetizing…   Layover     Last.  Like John Daly on the leaderboard. Of course up front on AC isn’t good enough for some Canadians.  Read More

It’s All Over Now

  I realize London may be a great metropolis, but it’s not very nice to people.  We’re not friendly.  Not that we’re rude, like the Parisians with their theatrical and frankly risible haughtiness; nor do we have New Yorker’s shouty impatience. Londoners are just permanently petulant, irritated.  I think we wake up taking offense.  All Read More

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