Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Carne

MEAT 101: ASADOS

A nice Sunday afternoon tradition in BA is an asado, or cookout. At the beginning, it looks something like this.  The usual suspects: chorizo (not the spicy Spanish kind you are thinking of. The greasy, chunky sometimes with hunks of fat or cartilage, but otherwise delicious Argentine kind), asado (Slab o ribs, cut crosswise. Pictured here.), lomo (pork chop-ish), and morcilla (black pudding, which oozes viscous black  filling when you cut into it, and which I politely avoid).  And sometimes they'll sprinkle in a vegetable or bread on the side. Asado is also the name for the physical grill itself. There's something here called the meat sweats...

Lots of folks seem to have rooftop BBQs. Cutter can be seen here on the left in his blue Eddy Bauer fleece-- sidenote--which he bought with a giftcard from my mom. He hadn't remembered that I had bought an identical blue Eddy Bauer fleece, which I purchased with a gift card from my mom. So when he showed up in Belgium with it, and both of us only brought two sweaters, one of them being a blue Eddy Bauer fleece, we were really excited...

Sometimes dogs help cook at the asados. Not true. And I don't know who this guys is. Or this dog. But they look nice. And Cutter ate their meat.
MEAT 102: CHORIPAN 

Step 1: Follow the smokey pork smell to your favorite parrilla truck or other temporary mobile establishment. Say "dame un chori, por favor." Give them 10 pesos.  Normally you will see a large red sausage spilt in half, along with a bun, then crisped and smoked up just for you on the grill. It will be handed to you wrapped in paper, or at Parilla Mi Sueño (bbq of my dreams), you will receive it on a High School Muscial plate. (See stack, left.)

Sometimes cats help collect money at choripan stands. No they don't.

Procede to the condiments area. Here you will find open containers of red cabbage, l&t, onions in vinegar, chimicuri sauce, and a variety of non-refrigerated mayonaise-types. Say yes.

Say a blessing for all you are thankful for, especially the High School Musical plate which will catch the fallen condiments so you can stick them back in the sandwich with your fingers.

Not like this.

Like this. BBQ of my dreams....

2 comments:

  1. i plan to to append "of my dreams" to descriptions of all my food choices from here on out, thanks for the inspiration

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  2. You are so hilarious. Also, please send a sample of each pictured food in the mail, maybe double envelope for the grease. Mmmmm.

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