Street Flava!

Stumbled across this street band after visiting a potential Tango class venue, the Estudio la Esquina. The band had a prime spot on the heavily touristed Avenida de la Florida, which is lined with clothing stores and which has a small army of street vendors running down its center like a thick filling of dulce de leche. Dulce de leche is also POR TODOS PARTES, in cookies, cakes, ice cream, and probably lining people's pockets, but I haven't tried any yet. Soon enough, caramello.

Have been spending evenings in our neighborhood of Palermo. Plenty of bars, restaurants and nightlife. So far, we haven't had a bad meal, but I keep getting stymied by SA spanish switcheroos. For instance, my Cuban maestras taught me that strawberries were fresas and peanuts, cacahuates, but here I discover they are frutillas and p-nuts are mani, or garrisomethings. Whatsup?!

I've gotten used to asking people to slow down and repeat, because I am a lost and bewildered gringa, but I hope to catch up soon. Didn't have this problem in Peru earlier in the year, but I guess it's like comparing Vancouver English and NYC English. This is the Manzana Grande, after all.