Calvin and I where were bound for South America. But first a layover in Aruba…
We landed in Oranjestad, Aruba at 3PM and our 5-hour island layover was about to begin. Priorities first: we quickly hailed a taxi and asked him to drive us to his favorite food joint. Given that everything was closed on Sundays, he delivered. Here’s the Keshi Yena, a traditional dish of spicy chicken, peppers, capers, olives and tomatoes baked in the hollowed-out rind of a Gouda cheese. Genius.
Much to the disgust of every trend dieter out there, #Ilovecarbs. I’m an equal opportunity carb consumer and I love them in the form of bread, crackers, noodles, cookies and to my delight, this curried chicken with a side of black bean rice.
At last we arrived at the “High Rise” neighborhood of Oranjestad, an area lined with American hotel chains, McDonald’s, and Starbucks (aka gentrification at its finest).
A much-appreciated moment to recover from food coma.
And off to Venezuela we go!