Killing time at the airport
Sunday, April 30th, 2006Things I like about Buenos Aires:
Coffee comes in small cups. Very small.
A t-bone steak costs about a dollar. And it’s better than any 30-dollar-steak in Minnesota.
My grandma’s home’made gnocchis. From scratch.
The way the subway rocks and sways and wants you to sleep.
It’s normal to have dinner after 10. The restaurants are full at midnight and [...]