Habia una vez una pata...

My dad at NY's BBQ

G. You know, I've decided something.
N. What?
G. I'm gonna stop eating red meat.
N. Oh really?
G. Yeah.
N. Cool... (wondering where he's going with this...)
G. Do you think you can live without eating red meat?
N. Are you serious?
G. Yeah - like, you know, being vegetarian.
N. What?
G. Well yeah, if I can stop smoking you can stop eating red meat.
N. You're kidding right?
G. Why do you say that mi amor?
N. You're asking ME, an argentinean woman, to STOP EATING MEAT?
G. Yeah. Why not?
N. You have to be kidding me...

Thomy with the valuable (*) 'leg'.

(*) according to the leyend,  the leg was the most valuable piece of the poor animal. My cousins Marcelo & Fernando as well as my brother used to FIGHT for that piece of meat! 

So my informer-aka my mom- told me this year the new Generation decided to get the famous 'leg'.

This post is dedicated to my vegetarian friends who every time they go to Argentina they eat meat like PIGS!