On the way back to San Martin, we picked up two young women who were hitchhiking to the bus terminal. The gravel road & noontime heat made for a brutal walk we were glad to save them from.
We ate lunch at a restaurant called Las Yungas -- highly recommend. The parrillada (grill-man) arrived at our table with an empty glass, good thing because without him we were unlikely to have finished the liter of beer. He wrote this in my notebook:
Para Carol Mike
Mis grandes amigos norteamericanos de corazón
Raúl Delgado
1 Amigo Argentino
Ledesma (Jujuy)
Parillada
Las Yungas
31-10-2010
We had hugs & kisses before we left, & a promise that all Mike has to do for instruction in cooking on the parilla is to call Las Yungas & ask for su amigo Raúl.
One more thing: we ordered the following:
- agua con gas
- cerveza Norte, un litro
- 2 empanadas de pollo
- 1 tortilla de verduga (a fritatta made of egg, carrot, fresh greens, mashed green pea, onion, potato)
- 1 chorizo
- 1 morcilla (blood sausage)
- postre de cayote con nuez (chayote jam with walnuts)
They also brought picante sauce for the empanadas & fresh bread served with a small bowl of fava-style beans cooked with onion, tomato, & red chilis.
La cuenta: 55 pesos.
