Friday, March 22, 2019

One Night in Buenos Aires.


It was an easy flight from Iguazu to Buenos Aires, what really struck you as made our approach to this capital city was the brown water that lapped upon it’s shoreline not the lovely blue of the ocean we are used to.  It was not till we returned to Buenos Aires that we found out that this city sits on a river plate and not the Atlantic Ocean.  Little did we know what impact this was going to have in the next few days. But that’s another story….


After a hiccup with our transfer, we eventually made it to 725 Continental Hotel.   After our accommodation in Iguazu, our little eye’s light up like kids in a lolly shop when we open the door to what we would call, our luxury room.
 After a short rest the four of us ventured off with no real plan, except to find somewhere to eat. A few blocks away from our hotel we found a restaurant that peaked our interest.

What first caught our eye was the shop front with full carcases BBQing in the window.  Then peering further in we were impressed by the full white linen table cloths and smartly dressed waiters in their white shirts and floor length aprons.  The rich dark timbers and the beautifully painted murals won us over and we decided to walk in.

La Estancia’s speciality is the BBQ…  If it moo’s, bleats, oinks or clucks, it is now spread eagled on a metal skewer and rotating around some very hot rocks. We chose the platter for 2, which more than adequately fed our group of 4. For starters they automatically bring you an empanadas, dipping sauces and a basket full of bread rolls.

Our meat came on a tray that was being kept warm by the hot rocks placed in a little compartment underneath. Loaded with beef, lamb, pork, chicken and sausages, it certainly was more than enough for all of us.  We washed this down with a delicious Argentinian Malbec.

It was not till later that I realised that our waiter was actually dressed as a Gaucho, and maybe this authentic restaurant is geared for the tourist, well it impressed me, right down to tomorrow nights meat hanging on display, waiting to be cooked.







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