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This post is brought by you by my love to my language. ESPAÑOL FOR THE WIN, BIATCHES.
Aw, I didn't win anything in the Laifchurnal Aguards (the Spanish version of the LJ awards). ;___; Not surprising, considering that I never post in Spanish, and like, seven people in my flist speak the language XD I should probably join more comms in Spanish, folks over there seem awfully nice and fandom seems to be very united.
In other news, I really dig that show, Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations. Street food says so much about a culture and its people, and it's fascinating to see the real country, whichever it might be. Anthony Bourdain is alway awesome because he'll eat ANYTHING. And I do mean ANYTHING and he'll still like it. Anyway, I've seen the episode he did in Mexico, and it was so awesome to see him eating real tacos and lonches and I once saw him eating menudo - and with the worst parts of the cow, too; heart and lung and stuff, which most mexicans wouldn't touch in a million years (including me. menudo meat makes me queasy, but I love the broth). The guy's also very political, which I like. He and his crew were caught in Beirut when the war broke out, and apparently, they spent several days hidding in a hotel, and they kept recording.
I have frozen coachala in my freezer, 'cause my grandma cooked it for father's day. Oh man, I love coachala, it's one of the strangest, least known Mexican dishes - I've met about three other people in my life that also know it. Hehe, we ran out of valentina sauce (kinda like tabasco, but better, because no Mexican that respects him/herself will eat tabasco) and we waited until an uncle went and bought a bottle because it just doesn't taste the same without it.
And this brings me to the subject of 'mexican' drinks. It's so odd, I mean - no one in the right mind in here would buy tequila with the worm, it's unheard of. The best brand would be either 'cazadores' or 'jimadores' and I should know, I live an hour away from Tequila, the place all of the good tequila in the world is made. That, and margaritas confuse the hell out of me. I've had one margarita in my life. They're expensive and hardly any one has them. Instead, we have 'micheladas', which is beer with lemon (I refuse to call it lime), chile and salt. It's pretty good and cheap, I don't know why they're so unknown with our northern neighbors.
And since this entry has been pretty Spanish content-heavy, it's only fair that I finish it with a rec:
I finished reading El Beso de la Mujer Araña (The spider woman's kiss)by Manuel Puig about a week ago, and loved it to death. It's very tragic but very real, told almost entirely in dialogue about Valentín and Molina, two cellmates and the bond that develops between tham as they try and keep hope alive. It was just lovely. The 'accent' put me off at first a bit, but I got the hang of it by the end. For example, déjame is pronounced dejame in Argentina, and therefore, instead of being an esdrújula word it's a grave one and it can't be accentuated. It's just cultural differences, it doesn't mean either one of them is wrong. ANYWAY, read it, it's wonderful.
In other news, I really dig that show, Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations. Street food says so much about a culture and its people, and it's fascinating to see the real country, whichever it might be. Anthony Bourdain is alway awesome because he'll eat ANYTHING. And I do mean ANYTHING and he'll still like it. Anyway, I've seen the episode he did in Mexico, and it was so awesome to see him eating real tacos and lonches and I once saw him eating menudo - and with the worst parts of the cow, too; heart and lung and stuff, which most mexicans wouldn't touch in a million years (including me. menudo meat makes me queasy, but I love the broth). The guy's also very political, which I like. He and his crew were caught in Beirut when the war broke out, and apparently, they spent several days hidding in a hotel, and they kept recording.
I have frozen coachala in my freezer, 'cause my grandma cooked it for father's day. Oh man, I love coachala, it's one of the strangest, least known Mexican dishes - I've met about three other people in my life that also know it. Hehe, we ran out of valentina sauce (kinda like tabasco, but better, because no Mexican that respects him/herself will eat tabasco) and we waited until an uncle went and bought a bottle because it just doesn't taste the same without it.
And this brings me to the subject of 'mexican' drinks. It's so odd, I mean - no one in the right mind in here would buy tequila with the worm, it's unheard of. The best brand would be either 'cazadores' or 'jimadores' and I should know, I live an hour away from Tequila, the place all of the good tequila in the world is made. That, and margaritas confuse the hell out of me. I've had one margarita in my life. They're expensive and hardly any one has them. Instead, we have 'micheladas', which is beer with lemon (I refuse to call it lime), chile and salt. It's pretty good and cheap, I don't know why they're so unknown with our northern neighbors.
And since this entry has been pretty Spanish content-heavy, it's only fair that I finish it with a rec:
I finished reading El Beso de la Mujer Araña (The spider woman's kiss)by Manuel Puig about a week ago, and loved it to death. It's very tragic but very real, told almost entirely in dialogue about Valentín and Molina, two cellmates and the bond that develops between tham as they try and keep hope alive. It was just lovely. The 'accent' put me off at first a bit, but I got the hang of it by the end. For example, déjame is pronounced dejame in Argentina, and therefore, instead of being an esdrújula word it's a grave one and it can't be accentuated. It's just cultural differences, it doesn't mean either one of them is wrong. ANYWAY, read it, it's wonderful.