It's been a while since I've been to Buenos Aires and I was really looking forward to this trip. Not only because of the new things I might see, but because of the gravy and mashed potatoes at Kentucky Fried Chicken (KFC). Oh! That rhymed! I didn't mean it to.
But you wouldn't believe what happened.
They shot me right in the heart!
Calm down!
There wasn't a mall shooting. This is not the States. Okay?
So, when we got to KFC, I asked, "May I have some mashed potatoes with gravy with my order? (In Spanish, of course!)
They said, "We don't do that anymore."
I looked at the cashier like she was speaking in another language (pun intended).
Then she said, "We now have 'Ensalada Americana,' and I was like, "WHAT THE F*CK IS THAT?"
And she said, "KOL SLO," which in seconds I realized she meant cole slaw.
Really KFC? You're going to do that to me? F*ck you!
But as angry as we were, we still ordered ourselves a small bucket of KFC crispy chicken strips.
| I had to nibble on my chicken strips because of my teeth. Getting old sucks! |
After we were done, we walked around the Alto Palermo Shopping Mall sulking in our sorrow. My husband next to me was ignoring me because he was sad, too. How could KFC Argentina take out such an important side order? We just didn't know what to say.
We figured we would make our way to KEL, an English-only bookstore. But as we made our way there, I saw the strangest advertisement ever. Keep in mind that this is a family mall.
A Buttman advertisement!
Yeah, the name itself is strange. Now imagine a bunch of dildos, vibrators and butt plugs flying around on the ad page. It turns out that it was a sex shop. I said, "This can't be real!"
I never actually suspected that the shop was inside the mall. I figured someone had paid for the ad. So, we continued towards KEL, looked around, and found nothing interesting to buy.
It's sad how a store full of English novels didn't have a single book we were interested in.
But as we walked out of KEL, we realized that Buttman was right next to it. I almost missed it because at a glance, it looked like a cell phone store. But the items on display weren't cell phone chargers.
| Buttman was also right across this bakery. |
I actually made my way into the sex shop and my mouth opened up. If there had been ghosts inside the store, they would have deep throated me. While it might not have been a cell phone store, there were plenty of plugs and other interesting toys for customers to plug their holes with.
Obviously, I didn't take photos inside the store, but you can get a closer look at their store courtesy of their Instagram Highlights.
Clearly, a lot has changed in Buenos Aires since the pandemic. Not that I'm judging.
By the time, we got home, we rested for a bit and then ordered some pizza from Hell's Pizza. That's right! This is the same Hell's Pizza as the one we ate at during our trip to Mar Del Plata earlier this year.
The pizza was okay, but the wings and mac and cheese were not up to par with our standards. Then again, they might have tasted better if we had actually gone to the restaurant instead of having the food delivered to our airbnb.
After our meal, the hubs and I were wiped out and needed to rest for the Argentine Comic-Con the next day. But I'll talk more about that in my next post.
