Argentines are Meat Snobs

four huge Argentines towering over one cute little Brasilian butcher arguing over standards and cuts of meat is a sight to behold. i chuckled to see my new friends who i´d thus far only known to be pretty laid back getting worked up.

they were right, though. they did know what they were talking about, and their efforts gave us a Christmas Eve feast. it was a bit Bob Cratchitt, with a bunch of random travelers all meeting in our little hostel to have Christmas dinner.

Everyone from Argentina, Brasil, Venezuela, and of course the Americans.

Valentin, Federico, Rach, me, Javier. i guess Argentines don´t cook with clothes on.

Rach and Lucas

The Meat

before dinner, we asked to give a Christmas prayer. everyone was cool with that, and so Rachel prayed and Valentin translated. one of the boys tried to tape it, because he said his mother would never believe that he prayed over dinner.

Lucas said, "You are eating our food, and we are praying your praise. It is the perfect mix of cultures."

the Merry Christmas, Feliz Natal, Feliz Navidad toast. the boys bought Rach and i our own alcohol free treats.