My Saturday in UY

We really appreciate the opportunity, every other week, to buy fresh-as-you-can-get-it organic produce at bargain prices. Here Ricardo has just harvested a variety of acelga (Swiss chard) for us. Acelga is arguably the vegetable in Uruguay — if you order ravioli or canelones con verduras in a restaurant the verduras will be acelga. You can get it year-round. It took us a year or two to realize this was our desirable spinach substitute, since spinach is only occasionally available. And needs much more washing.

Feria Organica near Atlántida, Uruguay

So then off to our chacra nearby where the in-places knee-high grass needed cutting. A couple of wild ducks flew into our tajamar, but decided the noise of the lawn mower was offensive, and left. I had seen one on my previous trip. Other posts about the pond we created. It’s an interesting experiment in “letting nature do its thing.”

Wild ducks in our pond, Uruguay

Then there was the twice-monthly (because “bimonthly” can mean either twice a month or every two month; thanks English language) Atlántida-area English-speakers’ get together. 23 people showed up. Many lively (and funny!) discussions. Nationalities included Uruguay, US, Canada, England, Holland, and Germany. On other occasions we’ve had South Africans, Argentines, and no doubt others I can’t think of right now.

And this Saturday Occupy Couch performance art.


5 thoughts on “My Saturday in UY

  1. Hey, the poor boy has a sore paw and he needs to recover. Saturday Occupy Couch is medicine.

  2. I loved this glimpse into your UY life again. It brings it all vividly back, how much we wanted to live there. The passive income isn’t there yet, though – but working on it.

    1. Thanks! Seems like most of your business might be online, and Uruguay has decent internet except in the boonies. Though small and mostly passive, I’ve run our publishing company in the US, including producing new titles, for almost ten years without being there. The problem in Uruguay is for people who come here expecting to survive by finding a j-o-b.

    1. Last time we walked, Benji — with his proclivity for crashing through things — sliced open his paw (to the bone) on something, probably glass or metal, requiring one internal and two external stitches. He doesn’t slice acelga, but he did eat an entire stalk I gave him a few days ago. Strange dog.

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