This is one of the first meals I had with D in Lima. For 12 soles, you could eat all of this...cebiche, sopa de mariscos, sopa de algo, agua fresca...etc etc etc. I think I wrote down the name of the restaurant somewhere in my journals. It was only 3 blocks down from me on the street that i lived in but i only visited twice. Benign regrets catch up with me occasionally.
Right now, I'm in an emo mood...listening to "aqui estoy" por Elefante, over and over again. Hungry but not moved enough by food to do anything about it. Though, I will admit that D chowing down on this plate of papas a la huancaina is giving me ideas.
It's been a year since D came down to visit me and JC in Peru. This weekend he and his boo are coming up to D.C. and I want to travel back in time and rehash our adventures together. Including a highlight at the laundromat in my temporary neighborhood, Jesus Maria. There are many cleaners in Lima but not that many laundromats. I love this spot because it reminds me of the best of my family moments.
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