10.01.09 – food in Uruguay

In the cool of the morning we set about putting the new forestay together. Only then did I realise that the Wrapstop fitting was absent. It must have disappeared over the side when the forestay parted in Lemaire Strait. I hadn’t given it a thought till now. The North sails people in BA have agreed to look for a replacement and one of them (Torkel, who found me the norseman terminal) is doing the San Fernando to Punta del Este race in 5 days time. f he can find the part he will bring it down and we can meet him there. It might dovetail nicely, as we have about 3 or 4 days work here in Piriapolis – antifouling, putting the forestay together, servicing the Maxprop, provisioning and refloating the boat.

Uruguayans in Piriapolis don’t do food. That’s for sure. Lunch today was a 10 inch diameter chicken schnitzel that looked and tasted like an empty hot water bottle, on a bed of the usual diced salad and kiddie rusks. Thank god for agua minerale. The wine is undrinkable and at times hard to tell from the beer.

I just had pollo muerte for lunch. A schnitzel the size of a hubcap with the consistency, texture and taste of an empty hot water bottle. The diced salad and kiddie rusks didn’t enhance it. With the possible exception of mejillones and paella, they do very shocking eats here. It makes all Chilean food Michelin 3-star by comparison. I don’t understand how the coffee can be so execrable when Brazil is just next door. Last night my lomo muerte bounced on the dinner plate although they grow excellent cows here, I believe. All the wine tastes like cranberry syrup and is at times hard to distinguish from the beer. I have had to retreat to agua minerale for solace.

Cruising loudspeakers blaring advertisements, gorgeous women and shamelessly obese men. 

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