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This page does NOT contain any photos of domestic animals. Nor will you find excessive self-indulgence (other than the mere fact of writing about myself extensively). So it can't be a blog then.

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Being a well-written account of an English guy and his Argentinean girlfriend, as they adjust to life in the UK and try to construct some kind of meaningful existence. Hopefully full of humour and not just another source of woe.

Friday, January 19, 2007

Argentineans Don't Know What Cows Look Like

The above may seem an outrageous claim, yet it recently occured to me that during my entire year and nine months in Argentina, not once did I clap eyes on one of these delicious bovine quadropeds.

Now around half of all Argentineans live in Buenos Aires, with most of the rest of them living in Mendoza, Cordoba or Salta. But the cows all live in the vast fields of the Pampas, somewhere several hours south of Buenos Aires where nobody goes.

So despite the fact that the average Argentinean eats his/her own bodyweight in steak every couple of days (fact!) very few of them have actually met a cow at any point in their lives. I reckon if they had, they wouldn't eat so many of them.

And in case any Argentineans want to tell me "we bloody well do know what cows look like!" I shall say "of course you do now - there's a picture of one here."

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3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

No last post before you are tied down forever tomorrow?

Wish I was there to get you really drunk and hungover!

;) Congrats buddy!

Frances

4:34 AM  
Blogger mattyboy said...

Congrats on the wedding man. Sorry I couldn't really recommend you any BA restaurants, as I hardly ever ate out whilst there - couldn't afford to! The only place I went was Desnivel in San Telmo, on Defensa 900 and something, for a decent steak with, well, interesting service.

Good luck

-Matt

12:59 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You are talking about the "portenos", Buenos Aires dwellers and that's right they don't know much about the country side, Argentina it's not just Buenos Aires.
Thanks for the translations of Alejandro Dolina works, by the way bolita it's not ball but beads, tiny glass balls that children used to play long time ago, before computers.

8:18 AM  

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