With my third week in Córdoba arrived my second attempt at cooking my way across the world. Having taken the limitations of my own apartment's kitchen to heart after my first dinner, I secured a bigger apartment for the second go from Copenhagen's Finest and NYC's Loudest, Signe and Lindsay. A pair of former Apple engineers - Derryl now an incredible photographer, and Charles an actual IRL rocket scientist & aspiring magician - Casey: Queen of the Tinderball, and our resident office Córdobese Gabi rounded out the guest list.
My second dinner party was a decidedly swankier affair, thanks largely to DJ MAGIC CHARLES' perfect playlist for the evening. A pair of tunes from the evening are here to help set the mood.
If I learned anything from my first go at this, it's that central Argentina is a land of beautiful fruits, and sad, sad vegetables. Good luck finding greens with any bite left to them, and even stateside stalwarts like potatoes, onions and peppers usually possess a bit of a hungover quality in the verdulerias that dot the streets in Córdoba. But the fruits! Pero las frutas!
For all of Córdoba's designer lamp shops — seriously, what's that about? — our apartments are generally filled with terrible lighting. The brightest blue light florescent bulbs possible fill my apartment, while Lindsay and Signe's pad is lit by a collection of lamps emitting what can only be described as brown light. With that said, the photos of the evening are not the best.
Again, remember that our apartments mostly lack essential cooking equipment like pots, pans, cutting boards, sharp knives and the like. With that said, here's what we ate:
A one-pot take on roasted chicken and vegetables. Soup-pot "grilled" chicken breast, sautéed with incredibly starchy purple and yellow Argentine sweet potatoes, red bell peppers, garlic, and tart green apples.
Sous Chef Charles helped me bang out a chunky avocado and cherry tomato salad, with pomegranate and tons and tons of fresh basil. The herb, called albahaca here, is both the only leafy green I've been able to find with any life still in it, and the only herb period. Instead of being sold in tiny plastic containers in the grocery store, you buy it by the bush here from verdelurias on the sidewalk, complete with roots and plenty of soil attached.
Especias remain elusive here in Argentina, so sal y pimienta blanco were all I had to season both dishes. Neither photo is much to look at, but they both tasted great. Or maybe everyone was just really hungry? Either way, all plates were cleared.
I'm hoping that more Cosmopolitan Buenos Aires will bring with it a greater diversity of ingredients for me to dive into. But I've been happy so far with how much I've been able to produce with so little at my disposal. I heard one of my fellow Remotes made coconut curry last night, and I just don't see how that is even possible with the tools that I have access to thus far. But snaps where snaps are due.
Until next week! Cheers!