Jazz Flute

Friday I worked from home on studio stuff- this project is coming along very painfully slow. I decided to take a break with Aldo and go have dinner at the place near my apartment called La Pena de Colorado. I'd been there once before- very narrow, rustic, with northern Argentine food and a stage in the back. Anyway, I was called Chris up through skype and he was the last guy in studio, so I invited him to come eat with us, and we agree to meet down there around 11 or so. The place is so narrow its actually very easy to miss. Very subtle signage. Inside, we find we have to pay 12 pesos for the "show". We're not too upset about this as its $4 for an hour of live music with dinner. The place is already filling up so we grab a table for four and get a bottle of wine and a bottle of water. Chris finds his way to the place and tells us that Adam's coming too, as he's been looking for live music since coming down here. I order Locro, which is this very hearty beef stew with greens, big beans, corn, and chunks of beef and sausage. Aldo gets this sandwich not knowing exactly what it is, and gets a massive chunck of grilled meat over a foot long on a halved bagette. For $2, the meat is not the highest quality and is really fatty, but its a ton of food. Aldo doesn't even finish it.

The trio at the front is a band called Acido Criollo. They perform a fusion of argentine folk, jazz, and rock. The lead guy alternates between a jazz flute and an acoustic guitar, with a percussionist and an electric guitar player as the other two members. The music was really good. They are not yet signed to a contract nor have a CD, which is really surprising considering how developed the music was. If you want to hear one of thier songs, they have it on the restaurant website. Adam joined us halfway through. Adam and Chris were two of the three guys who came down here two months before us to intern down here, and they lived right across the street from where I live now. There's a restaurant Romario's which is a pizza and beer place where they went all the time, and became close friends with one of the waitresses, Mariu (I'm not sure how it's spelled, just that its prononced "mary-ooo"). Mariu is really cute, whenever Aldo and I come in, its besitos all around. Anyway, more of our friends showed up at the restaurant we were at, and since there wasn;t any room left, the crossed the street to Romario's. One of them must have told Mariu that Adam and Chris were over here, because we look over at the window, and we see Mariu run up in her Romario's clothes, look at us in disbelief, flip off the entire table, and run back to the restaurant.

She's really not that pissed off, just a little annoyed that they went to the other restaurant and not hers, so they talk to her for awhile and everythings smoothed out. I call it an early evening and head back around 1 AM. The smoky restauraunts and the wine really aren't doing good things for my sore throat.