Showing posts with label Fiestas Patrias. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fiestas Patrias. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

My First 18th

I was a bit disappointed this summer watching the World Cup from afar, wanting to be in Chile to join in the festivities in a country that really takes soccer seriously. Although I got up early to watch the games and proudly wore my "I heart Chile futbol" t-shirt, it just wasn't the same. I was patiently waiting for my consolation prize, being here in Chile for the Bicentennial celebration.
Dieciocho is a big word around here, meaning the 18th of September, the Fiestas Patrias, and this year, the Bicentenario, or the 200th anniversary of Chile's independence from Spain. In fact, it's not just an independence day around here, as indicated by the signage, it's a whole month of celebrating!

Bad picture, but you get the idea
Now that's a big flag
Even la casita has been properly adorned
Celebrating the 18th means that the whole country was on holiday pretty much from Thursday afternoon until this morning. Everything is closed, so you have to stock up in advance for your barbecues and all of your beverage needs.  I think about what the supermarkets are like on the 3rd of July, now imagine them all shut down from Friday afternoon until Tuesday morning!  Thankfully yesterday I was able to sneak into a botilleria that was open to grab some more wine. :) It was actually quite peaceful (I use that word lightly) at certain times in Santiago, mainly because there is less traffic due to all the people who take advantage of this time to leave the city to head out of town to visit family or head over to the beach. What can't be described as peaceful is heading out to any public places, whether to see a parade, go to a fonda, or see the light show, "Pura energia, Pura Chile."

The crowd at Parque O'Higgins gathering before the military parade
A fonda, or what in the US is similar to a summer festival with many individual booths to buy food and drinks
Don't forget your llama...
Or to eat before you leave the house if you don't like meat...
Or your game face...
Fortunately, I was able to try some food other than giant pieces of meat that I really enjoyed, like mote con huesillos and pastel de choclo.

Serving up the mote con huesillos, a sweet drink made from peaches, sugar, cinnamon, and husked wheat
Pastel de choclo, usually made with a layer of meat, boiled egg, olives, potatoes, onion, with a mashed kind of sticky corn cover that sticks to your teeth.  This one was veggie and had mushrooms instead of meat.
And just because I was a little homesick this week, I also celebrated with some good old NFL football (can't believe the Bears are 2-0!), a burrito the size of my head, and a pitcher of beer 
It was a fun week, and since I have been here in Chile I certainly cannot be accused of working too much!

Sunday, September 5, 2010

September and Sun

It's amazing the difference a week makes.  Last week it was cold, cloudy, and rainy and I was sick and pretty cranky. This weekend it was officially September and with the turn of the calendar page comes a whole new mood around Santiago. The Chilean flags have been hung and one can't leave the house without noticing the signage for the upcoming celebration of September 18th and the Fiestas Patrias.  I'm especially fortunate to be here this year for the bicentennial and to also have some vacation time (already!) to do some extra traveling and celebrating.
It was a beautiful morning and I started the day with an invitation from my family next door to accompany them to Cerro La Cruz for my first asado (barbecue). Asados are a big deal in Chile, and they are also a big deal for someone like me who tends to shy away from the meat products in general.  It was a great day overall and generally I don't tend to turn down someone else cooking for me. Many people here find it humorous when you turn down meat, in fact, I was reprimanded when someone tried to hand me a forkful of something and I questioned its contents. 
Preparing the fire. At first I didn't understand what we were going to do with the wine, but it was only to wrap the paper around the bottle!
Here it begins to come together
Teaching the boys to play Uno while the grill warms up
Delicious pebre, which is a lot like pico de gallo and eaten on meats and breads
The view from a rock that I climbed up on
 A post-barbecue hike
A nice break from the city smog
Not bad for sticking my arm out the car window on the ride home!

***Also noted, I was awarded a new nick-name this weekend by a 6 year-old...girafa.