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Celebrating la chilenidad, bearshapedsphere style.

It is September 18th, tikitiki ti, and I should be out drowning in chicha and heaving under a giant plate (or strangely, handfulls) of meat, but instead I am tidying the house, hanging laundry on the line (more decently dressed than in the past, as I have recently...

The defining national dish of the United States

Yesterday I was on a mission. I had a meeting in the morning, followed by a purchasing spree at one of my favorite “Chinese import stores” whose owners, it turns out, are Vietnamese, and this mainly to buy a spicy chili paste I’d had at a...

Santiago protests, sadness rushes in

Imagine for a minute if you will your metro station. Or your bus stop. Or your bike route. Where you leave your house, in your neighborhood, which you picked carefully because you liked it, felt good there, wanted to raise your puppies and plants in a place just like...

Being the primera venta, the Esperanza feria report

In a post that is almost completely apolitical except where momentarily (and only here) I delve into the curiousity of why we must have a plastic bag for everything, and when this started, and when it will go away (maybe in the next five years, c’mon Chile, you...