Thursday 1 May 2014

Discovered: Chilean Cuisine snacking style!

My time in Santiago has opened up my taste buds to the Chilean cuisine; bland, and a tad on the unsophisticated side although, I judge from a completely unilateral and vegetarian perspective. Suffice to say, Chileans have really mastered the art of satisfied snacking. Here are a few simple recipes that will change your life!
(Photos aren't mine).

1. Pebre

A concoction of diced tomatoes, onions, coriander, garlic, chillies and olive oil. I like to add some lemon juice, salt and black pepper to taste. Just throw it all into a bowl, mix well et voila! You have yourself a great dip for different breads, nachos or romain lettuce for something a little more on the healthier side. My staple once* - it's so delicious, I can't get enough of it!

2. Salsa de Palta. (Avocado dip)
La palta salsa which literally translates to avocado sauce, is more of a dip. It's the most basic recipe - no genius is required! Just mash up a few avocados, add some mayo and bob's your uncle! Another great dip to spice up a packet of walkers ready salted or on top of bread.

3. Sopa de Papas. (Potato soup) (serves 2) 
I actually learnt this recipe of one of my best friends mother here in Chile. It's a great, super easy, quick and delicious way to warm the soul on a winters day.

Ingredients: 
3 potatoes
3 spring onions (finely chopped) (normal, round onions will do if you don't have spring onions.)
2 green/red chillies (finely chopped)
3-4 cloves of garlic (finely chopped)
handful of coriander (chopped)
salt and pepper to taste

1. Boil potatoes in a large pot of water. Once cooked, drain potatoes keeping hold of the potato stock in a jug. 
2. Empty the jug of potato stock back into the pot & add the remaining ingredients.
3. Simmer till the stock acquires the taste of the other ingredients.
4. Serve hot.

4. Apio Palta (Celery & Avocado salad)



I was literally obsessed with this salad for months on end and found myself reaching for it every chance I got. It's zesty, refreshing and perfect for summer.
Simply throw into a bowl some celery and thick chunks of avocado. Drizzle lemon juice and olive oil over the salad and add salt and pepper to taste. 

5. Terremoto (Earthquake).

Something I wouldn't drink myself but have heard a lot about, the infamous terremoto drink is a staple in Chile. Word has it, it'll leave you feeling shaky un controllable, like an earthquake. 
It's a mixture of pipeño (sweet, fermented wine) served with a dollop of pineapple ice-cream on top. 

6. Pisco Sour

popular Chilean cocktail; pisco, lime juice, sugar & one egg white shaken together.

Tuesday 25 February 2014

The Real World.

Inbetween the wonderful world of a first-time traveller and a full-time student, I have come to the realisation that the world outside mine sucks! My pretty little bubble of an expat life has been bursted and my reclusive yet enjoyable holiday has come to end. I'm set to return to Santiago soon and instead of enjoying my last few days catching up with friends, chowing down on all of my favourite foods, I've found myself as the baby-sitter of the family business whilst my parents are away!

You see there are a a myriad of differences between my life and the rest of the worlds. Their lives are so systematic, mine is so spontaneous. And now that I have been deemed the rightful baby-sitter of the business, I have also unwillingly caved. I wake up at the same time everyday and more or less sleep at the same time everyday. I have no time for food, work has absorbed my life and I'm pretty sure the only decent meal I've had is dinner. All this and I'm working from home.
   It's tough to be the boss. There's all these decisions to make, people to please, bills to chase. Yet 2 darn weeks of it has left me flabbergasted at the amount of things my parents handle within a week. You see, having your own small business with limited staff is a completely different ball game to working as a top employee for Henderson Global Investment or interning at The Times. You have to actually care. That loss you make, you aren't just chasing it because you'll be in a hell of a lot of trouble if your line manager finds out, but, you're chasing it because it really matters to you, and the fact that you could make a loss is eating away your insides, taking you into a state of paranoia and suffocating the life out of you. There is no room to breathe. it's just WORK WORK WORK. 24/7.

This at the same time as stepping in as the mother/wife role for the family. Technically anyways. It's just the children, oh, I mean siblings I'm running around after. My weekends and weekdays have been dominated by football games, weekly shops, washing the bros clothes (in time for university), cleaning and cooking dinner for my sister just as she arrives from work. Yep. I am the woman of all women. I have succumbed to the whims and woes of a 30 something year-old young mother and I am a living example of the ultimate wonder woman; housewife and breadwinner. *rolls eyes* And yet, I just don't see myself living this way in the future. I want there to be some sort of adventure and resistance to the real world. I'm a dreamer and an adventurer. And perhaps the only way I can gain some sort of satisfaction in the future is by combining work with my ideal lifestyle. The chocolate business is something I would never allow my parents to give up, nor would I give up on it, but let's just say maybe there is a way I can create my own real world and dabble in a bit of everything. Or is that too ambitious…?


Wednesday 8 January 2014

If heaven was a place, Iguazú would be its name.

If heaven was a place, Iguazú would be its name… literally! The earthy smell, the sound of water plunging vigorously into the river, the sloshy mud between your feet and the never-ending jungle neighbouring both sides of the Misiones River is what I would call breathtaking. An oxymoron in itself as the same place which can take my breath away lands me in it's heaven! (haha) (ok, my jokes are lame I know!)

Let alone the beautiful waterfalls, residing in Iguazú is an experience in itself. Looking back on my decision, I am extremely happy that I chose to stay on the Argentinian side of Iguazú rather than on the Brasilian side. To my dismay, the town of Foz do Iguaçu (Brasil) was a little disappointing in comparison to Iguazú (Argentina). Foz do Iguaçu boasted concrete roads and moderns buildings, which was not the type of town I was expecting, especially in the heart of the Misiones jungle. Iguazú on the other hand was fairly natural with its woody-lodge style buildings, clay roads and greenery. Overall, the feng shui feeling of Iguazú Argentina delivered a healthy balance between jungle and town. And for those who'd rather stick to something a bit more metropolitan like, don't be put off by this. I still stayed in a hotel, had wifi and taxis were easily available.

Visiting Iguazú has made me appreciate nature and the jungle on a whole new level. No longer are crystal clear beaches with soft white sand the epitome of heaven. And well, if it has to be heaven, then Iguazú is… GOD! There's a real sense of tranquility and serenity by the waterfalls where humans and many other different species cohabit ate, live in harmony and respect each other. A great place for reflection!

A MUST for all visitors:
The Jungle experience boat ride is A MUST for anyone who is planning a trip here. Your trip will not be complete without this. I opted for a boat ride + jungle safari combo. The boat ride which lasted around 15-20 minutes takes you around Misiones Jungle with a few trips to some of the waterfalls surrounding the jungle. What actually makes the trip so worthwhile is the fact that the boat sails through, in and out of these waterfalls leaving you drenched and showered. I cannot explain how exhilarating and free you feel. It's like being on a roller coaster at Disney World but just a 100 times better!

The safari was exquisite! Especially since it gave me time to dry off and explore. Although the sun wasn't out, the sub-tropical weather was perfect and I was instantly dried.

 Stepping out of Iguazú airport to this beauty.

 On the way to "La Garganta del Diablo" (Devil's Throat).


 La Garganta del Diablo









Friday 6 December 2013

The buzz around being home.

I am itching to go home! Chile is a Spanish student’s dream but there’s nothing as exciting as a Christmas with your family and that too around a warm fire, some homemade cakes, hot drinks and snow! Although, I’m probably glorifying the whole concept a tad as I’m a 100% sure that my toleration levels for the cold has plummeted underground down to the core (That’s how hot I feel anyways). I may as well have a sign around my neck saying “PNEUMONIA, HIT ME” as my frivolous mood has me in some sort of “IT’S NOT THAT BAD” trance, “THESE PEOPLE BACK HOME ARE SUCH DRAMA QUEENS.”  I guess the only reason behind my excessive positivity is firstly, I miss my family and secondly, who doesn’t love being back in good ol’ London!


Anyways, here are a few snaps of my last day in Chile before I arrived in Argentina. Viña del Mar is a 2 hour bus journey away from Santiago and it is beautiful! A definite must for anyone who is planning to visit Chile during their summer (December-February).



Sunday 17 November 2013

30 degrees in spring.

I love November. Besides it having my favourite day of the year; my birthday, it’s amazing for all lovers of ‘being cosy’ - when warm fires heat the house, winter jackets are dusted out from the back of closets, Christmas lights are finally on display, and going to Starbucks seems way cooler with the gust of wind outside and you inside with your hands wrapped around a hot caramel macchiato.

But, I have the sun here. And November seems a lot more different to what I’m used to. The smog that planes the city has completely disappeared - which means living on the 24th floor of a building has finally had its advantages. I CAN SEE THE MOUNTAINS! They look beautiful. Everyday, after a hard day’s work of university and the tremendously long walk home, it’s a lovely feeling to arrive en mi casa and congratulate myself on the heat I have just endured by staring out my somewhat panoramic window and appreciating the beauty before me.



All pictures are views from my window.

Now that spring has arrived, stepping out for my weekly shop to La Vega and Lider doesn’t seem like chores anymore. It’s a way to get out of the house and do something! Plus the sun really does affect the way in which you see Santiago. This grey and dull looking city turns into a concrete jungle full of colour and warmth. I even seem to think the people seem happier. (They’re not very used to the cold). This is the time to really understand true Chilean culture, full of festivals and parties, drinks and food, parks full of people and tonnes of ice cream. In fact, I might take a trip to the local heladeria* this weekend. It is local, but I still haven’t tried it. With the ample amount of ice cream flavours available, it’s about time!

And of course my birthday! I have never experienced one like this before. I hadn’t planned much for it. In fact I hadn’t planned anything until some amigos of mine invited me to watch a film and have a few drinks at the local pub. It sounded like the best option to me - it was different to the usual club scene and I happened to enjoy every bit of it. Thor exceeded expectations (especially the ending) and sitting outside a bar with a few drinks and good company; it felt just like summer! I’ve always been slightly envious of my younger sister who happens to be born in July and always has the best birthday get together. Pool parties, BBQ’s and even an outdoor house party are just some of the view. But now I’ve finally had a taste of my own November spring (summer compared to London) celebration, and you know what, I could get used to this…
In fact, living in Chile is something I could get used to if people walked faster, there were more vegetarian options for food, houses were more common (the list goes on).

All in all, I’m enjoying spring and putting off the travelling for a while (to save money for other adventures) and getting to know Santiago well has done me some good and expanded my inter-cultural ways J Ciao ciao amigos.


Heladeria* - Ice cream parlour

Saturday 12 October 2013

A veggie abroad (RANT)


As a vegetarian it is almost impossible to eat in Chile. At every Peruvian or Chilean restaurant I visit, I endlessly search through menus in disbelief for there are no veggie dishes that will relieve my hunger and give me a taste of real South American food. The disproportionate amount of meat to veg dishes leaves me embarrassed and often offended! Needless to say, South America is known for their extremely strong meat sense, but I did have high hopes for some sort of recognition for us veggies. So what happens next?

“Mmmm puedo tener arroz con verduras y papas fritas por favor?” (plain boiled rice with vegetables and chips (or if I’m in a Peruvian restaurant, rice and yuca.*)

Yep. The above is what most of my meals out consist of; side dishes I’ve put together to give myself a main. It doesn’t seem to escape me even when the food is FREE! The perks of being an intercambio* are perhaps, a traveller’s dream! “Why would I spend money eating out and shopping for tonnes of food when I can eat in la U* for free?” is what most intercambios debate. Yet my poor veggie self has the least options available to me and I’ve given up even trying to explain that I’m a vegetarian. Instead I opt for the plain ol’ healthy (but not satisfying) salad with three vegetables of your choice. Yippeeeeee, how exciting!

Don’t get me wrong; there are a few veg restaurants around - if you’re looking for more salad and more bread, or perhaps pasta. Personally, I’m an adventurous eater, drawn by herbs, condiments and anything spicy and I just cannot seem to find anything adventurous. (Hence why I’m always on the look out for a Peruvian restaurant with an array (or at least 3) of veggie dishes. I just cannot fathom why vegetables (unless its sweetcorn, peas or carrots) are so rare in dishes here. 

So yes, I have resorted to eating in doors EVERYDAY. And it will be that way until I find a restaurant that can respect the small minority of veggie eaters.

But a BIG kudos to Chile for the establishment of La Vega. A landscape in the heart of Recoleta which boasts colourful fruit and veg, (some that I’ve never seen before), dairy products and meat, busy vendors eager to sell and a flood of shoppers impatiently scurrying about in search of the best deal. La Vega market oozes culture and passion for food. And over here, at least I’m able to find food that I can cook myself!


Yuca – Mogo/Cassava
Intercambio – Exchange student
La U – Uni (University)

Tuesday 1 October 2013

Fleas got the better of me!

Fleas. Those horrible pests we yearn to keep away from our pets, hoping that one day, our cat or dog will not be infested with those blood-sucking minuscule vampires that literally make mine, and may others insides churn.

You can understand how surprised I was when I was told I had the fleas. And you can obviously understand my reaction: "Haha, don't be so silly. Fleas don't bite humans. Stop joking around."

It didn't hit me until I returned to Santiago from the South and those few bites started turning into more and more bites that I came to realise, "perhaps, I have the fleas?" My initial reaction was research! Google is the bible of all knowledge, except that it can sometimes give you an overwhelming amount of information and give you a 1000 explanations for one problem. - So at this point, I was scared. Will I die? Are they in my apartment? Will I ever see my family? (I know, slightly overdramatic). But it didn't help that my I had no one to help me, my insurance was pretty much useless and to be honest, at first, my family hardly believed me. "Are you sure they're flea bites? There's no such thing? Humans and fleas?" my parents moaned. 

"Yes mum, I'm a 100% sure." I would reassure her with these words over and over again. It ONLY took them three to four days to search the internet, believe me and also understand how gravely painful these bites were. And that's when they finally decided it's time to go frantic! "Go the the hospital right now! Go, go go!" My father shouted. "It doesn't matter about the money, just go get yourself checked out." 

At this point, my dad had me so worked up, I decided I have to go tomorrow as soon as I finish from university. I was panicking, feeling itchy 24/7 and was constantly distracted in all my classes. So I decided to do some market research. (After all I am my father's daughter and anyone close to me would know how much of a market research doctor he is). So I decided to ask around from friends to my international relations co-ordinator and the pharmacy. They pretty much all said the same thing: "It's normal to be bitten by fleas."

I was completely gobsmacked. Never have I ever heard of being bitten by fleas in the U.K. At the beginning I was laughing in disbelief and now I was hearing how being bitten by fleas was as normal here as being bitten by mosquitoes. 

I guess at this point my moment of melodrama was a little settled and I decided to wait till the evening and think about what I really wanted to do. After googling symptoms a little more online, many people in my situation advised not see a doctor (it was pricey and they just prescribed antihistamines - you could buy them over the counter). So I decided that before making a hasty (and pricey) decision of taking a trip to the hospital, it'd be better to speak to a pharmacist. So I went around from pharmacy to pharmacy (and there are a tonne of them in Chile) and I finally found a pharmacist who genuinely wanted to help me, and probably felt a little sorry for me. She prescribed me some tablets which is working like a charm and I was advised to take some vitamins. (Fleas like blood that lacks certain vitamins apparently - it's probably because I'm a vegetarian).

At this point I was relieved. And after nearly a week of restless nights, pain and exhaustion I had finally, nearly purged myself of the problem. 

The last thing was to buy a flea spray (which again, I never knew existed), spray my whole apartment and wash everything that a flea could hold onto. So far, I'm fine and feeling better than ever!

*****

I don't think I bought any fleas home but I did carry out a routine of killing them just to be on the safe side. Fleas are very tiny and cannot fly, but do jump very high which sometimes makes them impossible to find. They mostly bite humans on the legs, lower back, neck and face. And their bites come most likely in pairs or threes. If you have one bite, be sure to find one 3-4 cms by it. 

What to do if you have the fleas.

REMEMBER: fleas cannot stick to humans, so the odds are they're hiding out in your knitwear or your mattress. - anything warm that they can stick to. To avoid the problem wash everything from your duvet to all your clothes, cushions, towels EVERYTHING! 

There is no need to call in an exterminator. Buy a pest spray (I used Raid) and spray your house silly! Everything! Literally everything!!!! It's a cheaper alternative and does the trick if the problem has just started and you want a quick solution. It's possible an exterminator can be called for more serious situations.

Bites can show up a few days later but always be on the safe side and take extra precautions such as meds and de-fleaing methods.

Before running off to the nearest doctor (especially if you're in a foreign country), GO TO THE PHARMACIST. They know more than what we give them credit for. If they do recommend any medicine, try it before having to make that horrible trip to the hospital. It might just work in your favour. I'm glad I did this because I saved a tonne of money. My pharmacist knew how bad my bites were and said its possible I had an allergic reaction. If this is the case ask to be given tablets. Cream will only ease the pain for a certain amount of time and you will have to keep reapplying. 

What do you do if it's late at night or sunday afternoon and everything's shut? LEMON JUICE! A great alternative to prescribed meds and herbal too! Just squeeze some onto cotton wool and rub over your bites. Helps ease the sting and very cooling. Tea tree shower gel is also a great alternative to use in the shower.

Most importantly, DO NOT ITCH. These bites are far more problematic than mosquito bites. If you itch these, they can lead to severe scarring and infections. Just let nature do the work, and well try stay away from nature too (to avoid the bites at least).

All in all, don't be a silly douche like me and think it's ok to touch every stray dog you see. I feel for them tremendously, but giving them my time of day just got me into more trouble!