Potluck

October 12, 2009

After showering and eating yesterday, we went to the San Telmo street fair and wandered through it’s packed cobbled alleys, looking at antiques.  There were some incredible old books and maps, gorgeous mesh evening bags, and the usual old glass seltzer bottles and broaches.  The architecture of the area was so cool–with French flourishes on every corner, balconies, French windows.

From there we met up with Robby, our friend Gui, who’s from New York, but is spending a semester of law school here, and two more of his friends.  After grabbing a drink in Palermo we headed to one of his Argentinean friend’s house for a pot luck dinner (we had picked up empanadas, wine, chicken and cake from a super market just as it was closing at 10pm).  Our cab drove through a quiet residential neighborhood, and pulled up at an apartment building.  Another friend of Gui’s had also just arrived, and Judi, our host came down to let us all in.  Red haired, in jeans, knee-high green leather boots, and a colorful hooded sweatshirt, it was clear we were very welcome.  We walked into her apartment where there was another woman, who’s name I didn’t catch, and another couple.  This other couple lived in Bariloche, but were in Buenos Aires for their own wedding in a couple of days.  He was from Florionopolis, in Brazil, and she was from Buenos Aires.  From there the conversations flowed easily from Spanish to Portuguese to English, a mash of romance languages as we all picked at Empanadas and drank Malbec.  A few more people showed up and crowded the small apartment with its orange walls and ever expanding plastic stools.  It was super fun and sort of a “how did I wind up here?” moment.  We didn’t start eating until 11pm or maybe even later.  Dinner eventually turned into dessert, and then there was talk of dancing.  We found out that Judi, our wonderful host is scientist (she said physicist, but it seems a little different than that) and came up with an algorithm to figure out the lowest dosage of radiation necessary to detect cancer cells in people.  The Brazilian guy does computer programming for the same project, and his soon to be wife is involved in that, too.

It was really generous of Gui to invite us, and for Judi to be willing to take in five stray Americans.  It was definitely a cool experience, and nice to think we could keep up with the shifting languages.

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