We went to eat at a restaurant across the street for our apartment. It is called "Los Rosales". A lot of Arequipanean restaurants are in a garden. It rains so infrequently that no one worries about it.
We ate a combo plate: chicharon (you saw a picture of that earlier), rocoto relleno (imagine an incredibly hot red pepper that has been deseeded and stuffed with something nice), and salsa con patas (picked pigs' feet salsa).
Olga was in her element. She's been looking forward to pigs' feet since we arrived two weeks ago.
Later we went to the central market and did a lot of shopping for the kitchen. Olga grew up in and around the central market of Callao so once again she was in her element. She and the woman attending us carried on a friendly banter of "this costs too much", "what, only 50 little cents". They obviously both enjoyed themselves.
Did any of you know that Arequipa is a republic? They are very independent-minded here and some just tolerate being called Peruvian. It is just civic pride but in the Peruvian scheme of things they have a lot to be proud of.
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