My new home on Uspallata sits on a quiet street near Parque Lezama and only a twenty minute walk from work. I have 4 very awesome roommates who come from Peru to Australia and we all speak spanish to eachother. It's a pretty spacious place with a comfortable living room and three terraces. Yes people, 3. And at the top of the third sits a lovely parilla all ready for asados. And you can't live in Argentina without having an asado, which is exactly why we had one last night! This is no ordinary cookout, my friends. The asado process takes various hours of preparing los carbones (coals) and getting them just right for the meat. And the only way to achieve the perfect asado is through the help of porteno experts, which is exactly why we invited our neighbors-Yogi and his roommate. After a few rounds of meat, sausage, and bread, our bellies were full and mostly everyone in a sedentary state. But those of you who know me very well know that my night is not complete without a little something more. So what was there left to do?? Salsa dance, of course!
Now I have to say that my favorite part of the evening (or morning) would have to be when two of my new roommates, Paola and Kira, joined me in dancing and singing our hearts out to my absolute favorite salsa song of all time, "Lloraras" by Oscar de Leon.
Life is good.