So after several days of thumbing my way across Chile' and southern Peru, and subsisting on a diet of coffee, mate',cigars, and coca leaves I decided to treat myself to a decent meal. I found a nice quiet restaurant and ordered a poor man's platter or "lomo a lo pobre" as the locals call it.
It's a gut buster Mix of rice topped with a fried egg, fried taters, toast, fried bananas, and a beef steak smothered in grilled onions and 'maters. Washed down with a glass of water and a large coffee its slap yo mamma good. Costs about 5 bucks.
This meal contains a shit load of starch and fat but gives you an amazing energy rush and shoots your body temperature up muy rapido. It's the perfect meal for a pimp on the go, and a limited budget.
After dining in Reagal splendor, I ordered a fried 'nanner sammich and a large bottle of water to go. I paid for my purchases, stuck a wad of coca leaves in my gob, then lit a shuck for the highway, its a long way to Iquitos. No time to tarry.
See you on the trail,
Colonel Tomahawk
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