At this point, you are probably saying to yourself, "wow, Chilean food sounds terrible." This however, is not the entire story! I for one, am getting hungry while writing this and would happily devour a big f***ing completo right now, gummy or not. I am lucky however in that I don't have to. By some stroke of luck (especially considering my previous homestay experience), a fantastic family decided to take me in and play host to me for 6 months. I swear, I like them more and more every day!
We live on a farm, on the side of the PanAmericano, in the middle of Chile's Fruit Bowl (which is to say in many ways, the middle of nowhere). It's rural, real rural; when I look out my window I can see: cows, horses, fruit trees, the smoke of wood-fired heaters in hastily constructed homes of corrugated steel, burning trash piles and of course, I can hear and feel the roar of trucks whizzing by on the PanAmerican. But there are also some sweet mountains (La Campaña for one, summited by none other than Mr. Charles Darwin). Sure, it has its downsides (and yes I will gripe about them at some point, most likely a lot) but at the end of the day the family rocks! As far as food is concerned, I am really grateful that the back entryway to our house looks like the storeroom of the farm next door (maybe it is?) Even though I eat a lot of Chilean grown fruit back in the US, it doesn't taste nearly this good. Even the avocados, they are sweet, silky and incredible; I just can't believe that there is a freaking avocado on my hot dog.