We went to a traditional asado (barbeque) today, at a gorgeous estancia (ranch) in the Argentine countryside. Wine, picadas, and bottomless steak. The meat today was so tender it was like slicing through butter. The knife bled with juicy, warm, moist goodness. And the crackle! The crackle! Salty with the tang of meat smoked over a fire all day long. Skin never tasted so good. Are you salivating yet? Today was a most convenient day to turn carnivorous! Can a recovering vegetarian die from meat overdose? Meh. Who cares? Estoy muy satisfecha.
