Tonight we had a party for Ken's birthday. More on that later, but for now, you should know, a guy from Buenos Aires told me that my empanadas, i.e., the empanadas I made, reminded him of his grandma's.
His. Grandma's.
Really, does it get any better than that?
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Ultra Fine Food is a bunch of stories and pictures about food, including all the weird and (mostly) delicious fruits we've discovered so far in South America. There are adventures in making North American foods in South America and South American foods in North America. There are secret restaurants and cheap street eats and baked goods galore.
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Nice - and not surprising. Though it would have been a better story if you had made empanada balls, and said dude had told you they reminded him of his g-ma's balls.
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