Meat — like a lover: I do not need hundreds, the best is enough. The novel with me is similar to the union of passionate lovers, and not modest lovers. I smell of Spanish spices and tart Argentine Malbec. My life Asado is a cult of delicious meat. My heart is a hot grill. It stores the secrets of my ancestors: the Asadora cooks. I cater quickly, but leave an unforgettable aftertaste.
Your life is predictable. But not in my kitchen! Now let the fire speak ...
Bienvenido! (Welcome! )
If the Asteroid falls to the ground and we are left to live a week, we will spend it with music, sipping wine! Here is as in Buenos Aires, in the area of La Boca: all are in bright colors. The atmosphere is saturated with heat, spices, black cherries, hot glaze and pleasure. Every object of design is not just a colorful thing. This is the physical embodiment of energy, temperament, taste of Argentina. You are captured by comfort here.
The heat and passion reign here.