Feria report, with tomatoes with real tomato taste
There are times when you go to the feria obligado, you go because you have to, because when you open the fridge there is more space than stuff, and when dinnertime comes, you think, “I could eat rice...
View ArticleAlto En, Exploring Chilean Memes, Nutrition and the Fiestas Patrias (Tiki...
One thing I love about Chile is how readily artists, graphic designers and other creative types take anything that’s happening in news, or in the world, and immediately incorporate it into memes,...
View ArticleThe Joy of a Springtime Feria Haul, now with fennel!
For those of us who shop at the feria, as opposed to the supermarket (though I do supplement there occasionally), one of the greatest joys is the arrival of new fruit and veg after the...
View ArticleSlicing and Dicing in Chile. Or You Know, Peeling. Tomatoes, of all things.
“Always peel away from you.” That was the advice my mother gave me in the kitchen when she was giving me tasks like peeling potatoes, or apples. It seemed so effortless to just glide the blade along...
View ArticleI’ve got a purseful of ginger and cilantro, an embarrassment of riches/feria...
After a truly mind-bending trip to Aysén, the far, lost south of Chile (yes, again, yes, I am that lucky), on the Carretera Austral, way down to Chile Chico, where burgeoning fruit trees literally line...
View ArticleHow to learn to love a new flavor, experiences with boldo tea
Before living in Latin America, I could probably count the number of times I’d drunk tea on purpose on my two hands. Sure, there were the back-from-India chai preparations in the 80s and 90s, but the...
View ArticleIn Which Our Protagonist Makes the Most Out of Coconut
What’s in a coconut? Several things conspired to make this event happen. First, a friend recently was complaining that you can’t get fresh coconut in Santiago. Not true, I cried! And then set out to...
View ArticleNew-to-me Santiago Feria Report
Oh, the feria. If there’s a constant in my life, and you are also in my life, you know I live by the feria. Cheaper fruit and veg, no long lines, and truthfully, it’s just one of the joys for me of...
View ArticleThe woman who saved my artichoke
A different kind of feria report. As some of you may know, as I’ve mentioned it here, and in real life, I’m dealing with what I have referred to as a “stomach snafu.” It seems to be histamine...
View ArticleEmpanada hands and sausage fingers, language and food (para variar)
Which ones are your feet? “My feet look like meat-filled pastries,” said C, as she looked up at her legs, which were up on the wall as she laid on the bed, an L-shape familiar to many cyclists and...
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