Mishiguene It’s 22 hours since I sat down to lunch at Mishiguene and I’m still full. Rarely have I been so voluminously fed or has a cliché – of the Jewish being feeders – been so comprehensively reinforced. I believe Mishiguene translates as something like a crazy and that could definitely be used to describe …

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El Baqueano The weather was so bad in Buenos Aires that the Copa Libertadores final which matched the city’s – and arguably world football’s – greatest rivals, Boca Juniors and River Plate in a superclasico for the ages was postponed. And don’t get me started on the polo. It had been thundering all day and …

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Chila It was Friday night on what forecasts predicted – accurately as it turned out – would be a washout of a weekend. Accordingly I took advantage of the temperate early evening conditions and had a gentle stroll down towards the waterfront where dinner at Chila awaited me. This area has clearly been subject to …

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Al Buen Tallarin I remain on a bit of a fine dining tear at the moment, not least because South America’s restaurants are very reasonably priced making top-end dining highly accessible. However, I still find the need to eat rather more simply pretty often. Across my time in Santiago and Buenos Aires I’ve been hunting …

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Rondo I haven’t been writing much about breakfast on this trip because I haven’t been eating much of it. With hapahazard travel schedules, I’ve favoured sleeping late and having early lunches. However, I got my meal pattern completely out of whack by eating about a kilo of meat at Don Julio at my first major …

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