Yesterday was the first time I tried Peruvian food. I ordered one of the signature dishes called aji de gallina. I mistakenly took it as garlic chicken, confusing ajo (garlic) for aji (sauce). Not a big deal, but this dish looked completely different than I had expected.
Nonetheless, it was terrific. Basically shredded chicken and rice, drowned in sauce and sliced potatoes lining the bottom. Topped with a quail egg and and olive, I could definitely eat this again.
It has been a big enough challenge for me to understand typical Spanish speakers here, so when a fast talker with heavy Peruvian dialect starts talking to me, I just glaze right over. Thankfully, Diana had to ask him to repeat himself a few times since she couldn't fully understand him either. I consider that a personal victory.
I tried doing some purse shopping for Mandy. This is something I do poorly in English, so this made for quite the adventure. Luckily, one of the ladies I talked to was very helpful and patient and spoke at a pace that I could converse at. That really helped, because otherwise I was the creepy man standing outside women's stores taking photos from afar. Not weird at all.
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