Learn Spanish and Have a Feast (part II)

Agachaditos in Bolivia
In the town where I live there is a small concrete structure next to the river. It is nothing special but at night time the food vendors move in and everyone heads along for a nibble, drawn there by the smell of stuff frying. They call it the agachaditos because you eat standing up but kind of bent over. I used to come here to learn Spanish from my books and eat a cheese pastry or four.
Meat and More Meat in Argentina
You will probably hear anyone who has come here to travel or to learn Spanish say that you never eat badly in Argentina. This sounds like such a cliché that it must be a lie, mustn’t it? Well, actually I have been there lots of times and have yet to eat badly. The big thing is meat and you if are particularly carnivorous you should sharpen you fangs before you go. A tenedor libre will let you roll up your sleeves, loosen your belt and tuck in.
Snacks in Brazil
A strange thing happened to me in Rio. I couldn’t find a restaurant. Anywhere. The place is filled with lancherias, which are little snack shops, but I couldn’t anywhere to sit down and order a big meal. It didn’t really matter though, as I soon found out about the delightful pleasures of eating a chicken coixinha and drinking fresh guaranà juice. I might have spelt those names wrong as I didn’t learn Portuguese while there but I certainly haven’t forgotten the taste.