“I don’t eat red meat, but sometimes a man needs a steak.”
– Gwyneth Paltrow
All hail the asado. What’s an asado you might ask? It’s a way of life in this part of the world. Family and friends come together, traditionally once a week, to indulge in a fest of various cuts of beef and chorizo, flame grilled over an insanely large barbecue, complemented with salad and red wine. Its the daddy of barbecues and something that is impossible to miss when you’re visiting Argentina.
The finest one I recount was actually in a hostel in the city of Cordoba. The owner of the hostel was a complete pro, and apparently had over 1000 asado’s under his belt! Its an understatement to say the steak was jaw-droppinlgy good. Smoked over a wood fire, the initial crunch on the outside of the beef and its tender juicy middle made it difficult for me to stop eating, resulting in stomach pains. Three full plates of meat all for a fiver! Ridiculous.
Experience the meat sweats in Argentina!!