Posts Tagged ‘ pasta ’

Lady Cab Driver

April 21, 2009
Lady Cab Driver Tennessee Williams said that “Some mystery should be left in the revelation of character in a play, just as a great deal of mystery is always left in the revelation of character in life.” I would add that a great deal of mystery is always left in the revelation of character in a taxicab.

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Déjà David

March 8, 2009
Déjà David The Anglo-Irish novelist Elizabeth Bowen says that “experience isn’t interesting until it begins to repeat itself – in fact, till it does that, it hardly is experience.” I tried to keep this idea in mind when Cacho, an ex-butcher who started driving a taxi after the Argentine economy crashed in 2001, dropped off my

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El Español Redux

February 11, 2009
El Español Redux I don’t believe in coincidence. I do believe we get everything we ask for – whether we’re conscious of it or not. Which is why I’m not surprised that after a week of wondering about the pasta at El Español, taxista José granted my unspoken wish and delivered me there last Thursday. No fooling.

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Antonio’s Path to Albamonte

May 5, 2008
¨I´ve been around for over 60 years,¨taxista Antonio told us, ¨I know a few things.¨ He´d picked up my food questing partner and me near the subte station on Avenida Callao, balking at first at my request to take us somewhere good to eat. ¨Well, any restaurant that doesn´t have beef, no sirve,¨ he

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Pippo

June 10, 2007
When I’m flying blind in a new place (i.e. in the absence of research, guidebooks, or personal recommendations), I like to coast on the illusion that my instincts will guide me to a great place to eat. Some of the cues are obvious. Crowded at peak hours is good. Crowded on an out-of-the-way street

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