But potentially the best thing about it was that we had the most gorgeous encounter with a baby alpaca there. Apparently its parents were taken away and it cried for 2 days (the owners took it to the vet thinking there was something wrong with it, but the vet said he was just sad.) Potentially the cutest thing alive, I called him (although we think it was actually a her), Ferdinand:
Given that I only ever write about food on here, why am I talking about Ferdinand? Well, I´m now in Cusco, Peru, where alpaca can be eaten in almost every restaurant here (guinea pig is also very popular, although very expensive!), so of course I had to try some!!!
The location of the crime was at Chez Maggy, a pizzeria on Gringo Alley. I had my first pisco sour in Peru (not as good as in Chile), and the alpaca was called in a pisco sauce with quinoa on the side. The pisco sauce was rather sweet, and the whole thing tasted a bit like char siu:
I dread to think whether I ate one of Ferdinand´s parents, but I comforted myself with the fact that I had ordered it, and it was tasty, rather than I had ordered it, and it wasn´t tasty. If that makes any sense.
Anyway, I await abusive emails from Team Lovin´It upon this news. I miss you all guys!!
2 comments:
Hi Connie,
I promise to check into your blog avidly and promise to post comments.
If I had known you had called him/her Ferdinand I would have made other suggestions at the time but obviously didn't so will let it go now.
You are obsessed with food, aren't you??
Enjoy yourself
Andy
Hi Andy!
He/She is completely a Ferdinand!! I haven´t seen an alpaca anywhere near as cute yet after another few weeks in S America.
Am off to trek around Patagonia next - am a little merry after a few glasses of Carmenere tonight - oh I so don´t to leave Chile!!
Connie xx
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