when in chile

When in Chile, we don’t have restrictions on cookies and other treats. Tia Patty tells my son to take as many cookies as he’d like. With one already in hand, he looks at dad for approval, “Can I have another?” Tia Patty answers for dad, “Of course you can! Take all you want…you are in Chile!”

When in Chile, we make every effort to eat an empanada every day. During our first hours in the country we rushed from the airport to the bus station with just enough time between trips to buy empanadas. “Wow, this is great,” my son seated two rows ahead of me on the bus shouted back. In the ensuing days, we enjoyed a wide variety of scrumptious veggie and cheese-filled delights.


When in Chile, we eat olives, avocado and bread for breakfast and postré for dinner. In all fairness we eat more olives and avocado with more bread after the postré too.

When in Chile, we drink Nescafé in the morning and appreciate it for what it is. I follow the lead of my Chilean friends and add a generous spoonful of sugar to my cup. When in Chile, I drink red wine with lunch and black tea after. I also drink tea before the evening meal. When my belly is full and hurting I drink more tea because I’m told “hot water soothes everything.”

When in Chile, I try–try my hardest–to coordinate the late Chilean lunch hour with nap and rest time. Throughout the morning, we attempt to dole-out snacks in just the right portions so the kids still have an appetite for the traditional stews and salads served at lunch.

When in Chile, we let our normal limits on TV slide. It doesn’t even matter to the kids that Cartoon Network is in Spanish. I justify the abundance of television by convincing myself that it will help them master the language well beyond my present-day capabilities.

When in Chile, we go to the park as often as possible. People look at us oddly when we are there during a light rainfall. They do not look at us oddly when we are there after dark.

But alas, we are no longer in Chile.

Read other posts from Chile:
the sweet taste of chile
overcoming the language barrier
leaving la serena
parque brasil


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