Lines
People in Argentina do not mind waiting in long lines. Last night we tried to eat at a hip restaurant in the city but were told the wait was 1-1.5 hours for a table. Outside the door about 25 people were hanging out waiting for a table. The restaurant does not take reservations and it seemed normal to stand around outside at 11pm for 1 hour to wait for a table.
We decided that we would not be able to wait this long and headed to another steak house for dinner. After passing a local establishment we decided to head to a funny tourist type place. It was owned by a Texan with a "State of Texas" belt buckle who has a problem with dating his help and occupied by a number of guests including big and ugly Britt football fans all of whom were pounding whiskey. After looking past the crazy environment we enjoyed one of the best steaks of our lives. The steak was larger then a softball, cooked to perfection for an American (med-rare). Don't judge a book by its cover.
We decided that we would not be able to wait this long and headed to another steak house for dinner. After passing a local establishment we decided to head to a funny tourist type place. It was owned by a Texan with a "State of Texas" belt buckle who has a problem with dating his help and occupied by a number of guests including big and ugly Britt football fans all of whom were pounding whiskey. After looking past the crazy environment we enjoyed one of the best steaks of our lives. The steak was larger then a softball, cooked to perfection for an American (med-rare). Don't judge a book by its cover.
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