Helen had a lunch date today with her new friend Deby in Palermo. The weather is rather bad today, 60s and drizzle, so I was at loose ends as to what to do with myself. So, I rode the colectivo to Palermo with her and walked back down Avenida Santa Fe to Recoleta.
Along the way, I got an Argentine hot dog--a Super Pancho. Here they are served with potatoe sticks. Many people get them with mayonaise, but I ordered mine with mustard. However, the mustard here is more like Chinese mustard. (Charley, remember to bring some yellow mustard when you come).
They don´t have much taste. It´s not Nathan´s of Coney Island or Hebrew National. But I am not giving up. I will buy some at the supermercado and see if I can Americanize them at home. Stay tuned.
If I want something really authentic, I could get a chorizopan at the parilla across the street. Hmmm. . . there´s a thought.