Meatless.

Okay, so, this irony better not escape anybody.

The farmers were striking over raised taxes last week, and there was NO MEAT. After all of my worries and terrors over having to eat dry salads and smirks for two months in the land of ¨would you like some steak with that steak¨, I went to the Argentina-version of Costco with my family and the meat section was EMPTY. BARE. WE. BOUGHT. NO. DEAD. ANIMALS. HA!

Of course, it´s somewhat of a problem when the farmers strike so bad that they can´t use the roads to bring food. ... So I hope I didn´t offend anybody when I pretty much sat there and pointed and laughed for twenty minutes straight.

Unfortunately, in every other sense of the word, people here seem to really not understand the concept of ¨no meat¨. I was at a restaurant this evening, trying to order an empanada ... asked for the one with no meat, and the waiter looked me straight in the eye and said, ¨Ham and cheese?¨ Yes, please, but only planted ham straight from the field.

It happened this afternoon at lunch also AND LAST NIGHT when my FAMILY was ordering. Three times in one day. It´s not just my Spanish. The truth is: ham is not meat.