This has been quite a long trip and like all good things, is finally winding down. The last few days have been spent running around to see as many people as possible and eating quite a bit more than usual.
El Último Beso in Palermo is my ideal of heaven, (if such a place existed). This is a teashop that opens up like a pop-up book, every corner revealing a new secret. There is a main tea room which leads to room after room of little alcoves, dining rooms, comfy corners and one of the best terraces I have ever seen. This is a mixture of quaint London, Alice in Wonderland and Narnia. Stone tables and statues jostle for space with white, wrought-iron furniture and a myriad of flowers. The desserts are scrumptious and a visit to the toilets is a definite must. Small mirrors cover one wall and about a third of the bathroom is occupied by a claw-foot bathtub, filled with water and floating roses. Absolute bliss.
Another great place to visit is Oui Oui, also in Palermo. Loosely based on the idea of a French bistrot, there is a wide range of delicious gourmet dishes to taste. Saturdays and Sundays offer up a great brunch. The really great thing is the possibility to purchase the utensils and other items that are used in the restaurant. Jugs to glasses, plates to cutting boards, there is a veritable market of lovely things to take home.
I have to admit that I completely fall in love with practically any place that has a black and white tiled floor. Pipi Cucu is no exception. This is a heady mix of exquisite table settings, chalk paintings and quaint furniture. No two cups, plates or cutlery are alike. There is a bed canopy hanging over the bar area and satin ribbons entwined in all the chandeliers. I had to stop myself from trying to nick the green cups and little saucers.
Buenos Aires is a fast-paced city, filled with contrasts. There is so much to take in, so many theatre plays to see, restaurants to visit, antique shops to browse through. But, I have to admit that I’m ready to go home to Barcelona. The vast distances, rubbish, insecurity and general decrepit and derelict aspect of Buenos Aires eventually frays the nerves. One has to go further afield to really appreciate what is there at home.
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21/04/2010 at 08:29 Permalink
And what about the McDonald’s Kosher?
21/04/2010 at 10:32 Permalink
Too much rushing around to be able to stop for a moment at the Kosher McDonalds!