Dancing Samosas

The foods that I can't wait to eat when I get back to the U.S.:

1) Burritos: Black beans, rice, cheese, pico de gallo, sour cream on the side...qué rico...

2) Vegetarian Samosas: I'm actually kind of perplexed to why I am craving this because although I like samosas, they are not my favorite type of Indian food. But all of a sudden, today on the bus ride to Coinco, this immense craving for Indian food came over me, and all day, this mini-movie in my mind - in which samosas were dancing and taunting me to eat them - was playing on repeat. Over and over again. It was super cruel. 

3) Pizza: They have pizza here, but it's just not the same. Although me, Elaine, Tessa, Cass, and Katerina went to a pretty legit pizza restaurant called "Tiramisu" a few weeks ago, and the pizza was hella good. 

The foods that I know I will get sick of in Chile:

1) Empanadas: Ok, first of all, the most popular type of empanada - el pino - is the most random conglomeration and congregation of flavors ever. It's ground beef with onions (ok, it starts off not that random), but then they add in exactly one olive (not pitted of course), and a hard-boiled egg. It's ok, but the ground beef is so grounded that sometimes it just tastes like beef liquid. I'll eat it if it's handed to me, but I'm not going out of my way to order one. Hell na. 

2) Manjar: Manjar is a caramel-type spread, but less sticky, and it's hella good. With that being said, because I've had manjar so fucking much while I've been here, I know that I will start to get sick of it really soon. Although I did just buy a chocolate with manjar filling candy bar today, so it might take me a while to get sick of it.

3) Bread: Listen, I am the queen of bread. I love bread a lot. In fact, I love it so much, that when (ok, let's be real, IF) I get rich, I'm buying myself a whole island and calling it Panlandia. With that being said, Chileans have it so damn much. Even more, they eat white bread MUCH MORE than they eat pan integral, or whole wheat bread. And listen, I'm not ashamed to say that because of my hippie upbringing, I fucking love whole wheat bread. My soul cries with joy during the times that I've been able to eat some variation of wheat/grain bread. Unfortunately, those times have been few and far between.

So that's my kvetching session. I'll end this post though with a fun fact: Chileans love sushi. They fucking love it. It's the most random thing ever, but they go fucking loco for it. 

And thus ends my food post. And fuck, those samosas are still doing their stupid dance routine....