*NOTE: I've received negative feedback in regards to this post. I would like to clarify that this is not meant to suggest that the food culture of the US is superior other than it is the food I grew up with. Food is a matter of taste and the food here isn't necessarily to mine. I don't shy away from the words that follow, but please know that I respect that Paraguayans love their food and may dislike mine. I have posted the negative feed back and my response in the comments section. I think it best illustrates the legitimate gripes with this posts, and maybe fills in some of the gaps I left out when writing the following.*
I often complain about Paraguayan food. It's not my favorite food culture in the world. To be honest, no matter the culture, unless Jamon Serrano is a staple in the diet, it's not my favorite.
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| Eaten at every meal. |
A weird diet, heavily centered on meat and starch, I find Paraguayan food bland and greasy.
Chipa guazu and
Sopa Paraguaya are the primary traditional breads. They're the same fucking thing! And who the hell calls bread "Paraguayan soup?" They have soup here. It contains giant hunks of meat that you must
gnaw at, because cutting tough meat inside a bowl of soup is really fucking difficult. Also, the
pasta is gummy, and how one can love
mandioca as dearly as Paraguayans do is beside me. And then there was the
whole pig nose incident, among
other offenses.
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| Chipa Guazu, I think |
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| Sopa Paraguaya, Maybe |
Yet we return to that recurring theme in my Peace Corps Service. Just when I think I can't take it any more, Paraguay throws me a bone.
