Saturday, October 26, 2024

Last night I went to bed at 10 pm, got up once during the night, finally waking/getting up at 6:45.

Teresa said there’s a restaurant in Poblado she wants to try for lunch tomorrow called Epoca.

I left the apt at 9:15 and had a latte in Peccato (I think I’ve finally mastered remembering the name of this café) on Ave Las Vegas. Teresa called and asked me to stop in Ara and also buy broccoli, lettuce, and apples. (I already was planning on stopping in Mercado Madrid for sugar and milk.) I walked past Mercado Madrid on my way up the hill but in Ara they didn’t have broccoli, lettuce or ripe avocados. Teresa was a little miffed but she specifically asked for Ara so that’s where I went and I wasn’t going to make another trip down the hill to Mercado Madrid.

Teresa asked me to take a photo of her eyebrows but she didn’t want any other part of her face. Try doing that! It doesn’t work so well.

Teresa informed me she wanted to go out for dinner tonight but she couldn’t remember the name of the place that she wanted to go to. After lots of guesses, I finally got it, it was Tagliata in Manila. (Her clues about ice cream and Provenza likely didn’t help me.)

I left the apt at 2:30 and stopped at the Bancolombia kiosk to print Teresa’s next mammography appointment (November 20^th at 5:40pm). There were two people working there I hadn’t seen before. They were the owners and they both spoke English (he offered he’s B2 in English and she’s A2 and they learned English in Malta). I paid the 300 pesos for the single page and headed across the street to Gana. The lady explained that the system is still out of service and has been all week. While there the man from the kiosk caught up with me and returned my USB drive. My bad for not noticing.

I stopped at the tree and replaced the missing peanut with another. I took an outside seat at Los Portenos and had a latte for a couple hours while studying my endgame book.

I left at 5pm and returned to the apt. Still no package.

We left at 7pm and took a Didi to Tagliata for 14,900 pesos. It wasn’t busy yet but next to the table Teresa chose was a long table for a group of about 20. They arrived later and it was a birthday party. Teresa ordered her usual salmon and her not usual sangria of which she only had a glass. I had heard about punta de anka so I told the water I want a steak cooked medium well and which did he recommend solomito or punta de anka? He said punta de anka and I repeated medium well and asked for a baked potato with butter. I also ordered a limonada de coco. He said they don’t have that so I ordered a regular Coke with a glass of ice. My meal also came with a lettuce, tomato and onion salad.

Teresa got her sangria first shortly followed by her food. They brought my steak and it was medium raw. I started eating the potato and when I could catch the water next I sent it back and started on the salad. They brought me my steak and it was too tough to eat. Teresa had a discussion with him (I remember the word “blanda”) and he brought me another steak of a different type and it was bloody too but at least I could cut it. I sent it back and when it came back it was cooked perfectly but I couldn’t chew it. I gave up after a few bits; Colombians must have stronger jaws then Americans.

I asked for the check and it was almost 200,000 pesos. They never brought my Coke so I circled it on the check and the waiter took it off. It cost 186,506 ($43.50). Note to future self: Order pasts not steak at Tagliata. I ordered a Didi, there was a 10-minute wait for it, and we returned to the apt for 12,100 pesos. There were a few raindrops on the windshield during the trip but it didn’t amount to anything.

When we got back to the apt, because all I had were 2 baked potatoes and a salad, I had a small bowl of granola.

 

IN HONOR OF IKEA