miércoles, 4 de julio de 2007

My landlord, Axel

...is the singlemost animated fellow I've ever met. Having spent a year living in Ireland, he has absorbed the Irish brogue into his Argentine inflection, so he speaks with a hilariously unique accent. He gestures as though he were trying to churn the air into butter, and he's exceedingly friendly. He even invited me out to his friend's birthday party on Friday, where we closed the bar at 4:00. I've never known anyone else to hang out with one's own landlord, but hey, why not?

from an email:
"Hey Mason, how are you keeping it? [...] As I told on the other days, this weekend we make a party on saturday (because of my birthday and building inuguration) and on sunday a friend of Joe and me birthday party. Of course you are invited, just bring something to drink."

The Coco Late Photo Series

This twist on the alfajor includes toasted coconut. They're overwhelmingly tasty, but are a bit pricey at $0.43.


Coco Late chillaxin' at home.


Coco Late enjoys the outdoors.


An intimate moment with Coco Late.

Ridiculous Restaurant Names

FOLLOW THE COW


MUSEUM OF THE HAM

martes, 3 de julio de 2007

$4.90

Steak, salad, dessert, and a glass of wine.

lunes, 2 de julio de 2007

My Weird Keys

Maté

Traditional tea-like drink.
I don't know if it's caffeinated or cocanated or what, but it's very strong (note the ratio of 3 parts leaves to 1 part water). When the water is gone—there are only a few sips in the cup at a given moment—one simply pours in more hot water.

Calle Voltaire

A few blocks away from my place is a small cobblestoned street lined with orange and lemon trees.