Earlier in this realm of blogging, I stated that the Argentians´are very keen on putting mayonaise on EVERYTHING. I don´t think I stressed how much I wasn´t joking. It´s not just for burgers anymore, but used as a salad dressing, on top of steak, as a dip for papas fritas (french fries), on hot dogs, (and my dad loved this because apparently I used to put mayo on hot dogs, too...that´s another story)...who knows, maybe even ice cream. This mayonaise frenzy isn´t really my thing, but believe me, it has not compromised my eating habits!
The thing here I miss is spicy food. It´s not as prevelant as in Mexico, and coming from the US, where I put Tobasco on everything as much as they do mayonaise here, I´m a bit saddened. When my wonderful host mother offered me something called ¨Salsa Golf,¨ I jumped at the word salsa! Really, spicy going in, spicy coming out...sign me up! To my dissapointment, and surprise, it´s not what I expected. It´s sort of like ¨Fancy Sauce,¨for those of you lucky enough to be familiar with the movie Step Brothers. This said condim...condume...scratch that- this said sauce, Salsa Golf, is actually a mixture of mayo, mustard, ketchup, and some other spice. Not bad, but not exactly what I was looking for. Needless to say, on my Choriezo y pan this past weekend, I not only individually applied (liberally) mustard, mayo, and ketchup, but followed with the tripple threat of Salsa Golf! I sure did.
When I said that my eating habits were not in jeopardy, I wasn´t joking. Because of this mayonaise epidemic, I´m afraid that I may return to The States in June with sky rocketing cholestrol and possibly a fat ass, not with a PH. Just F-A-T!
DAMAGE CONTROL!
...I joined a gym
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