Some argenyanqui “cultural differences”

I’ve been staying with my boyfriend’s family for about two weeks now. Even though we have a cozy studio apartment lent to us by some friends of his parents, there’s no internet, no TV, and no mama’s cooking. So we’ve been spending a lot of time at his house anyway, and this intense exposure just highlights some of the sillier cultural differences between us. (And if most of them have to do with food, it’s because we both love to eat, obvi.)

1. Things that make them think I’m going to get sick and/or die:

  • Walking around the house barefoot
  • Not blowdrying my hair, sometimes even daring to go outside with it wet
  • Not liking to sleep with the blankets tucked under the mattress (always “desarmando la cama”)
  • Sending my underwear to the lavadero to be washed

2. Things that make them want to vomit:

  • Eating eggs in the morning
  • Eating pasta with salad (???????)
  • Mixing sweet and salty things (example: eating a pastry right before lunch)
  • River Plate descending to the second league of national soccer

3. Things that make ME want to vomit:

  • Desserts that include weird layers like canned peaches, soggy cake, whipped cream, dulce de leche, etc.
  • Touching raw meat and not washing hands
  • Soggy miga sandwiches
  • Matambre
  • Blood sausage, entrails, livers, brains
  • Stale galletitas

4. Things we mutually like:

  • Barbeque sauce
  • Cheddar cheese
  • Homemade empanadas
  • Milanesas with lemon from the lemon tree
  • Doughnuts and facturas
  • Mate cocido with milk

3 responses to “Some argenyanqui “cultural differences”

  1. I love this – I totally related to it!!! For me, the thing that makes me want to vom is when they pour two packets of sugar into an espresso shot sized coffee, and the thought of mixing Frize with Speed. haha. And I recently made an Argie almost barf by eating the ginger that came with the sushi delivery.

  2. Hahaha I LOVE the ginger!!! But hate how almost every type of sushi is loaded with cream cheese…

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