|Monumento a Los Héroes, in the median of busy highway|
These two street dogs were laying around in the "Flores" area, which is an area around Calle 72 where, for some reason, there is a very heavy concentration of flower shops. Smells nice, but I'm surprised these pooches would think so. The older one was very affectionate, making me regret that I wasn't walking the streets with dog treats.
A couple of storefront restaurants caught my eye as I walking to dinner:
Can you see the sign?
Senora Choclo & Senor Cafe. Mrs. Corn & Mr. Coffee. I'm not really aware of corn and coffee being a match made in culinary heaven, but it works here in Bogotá.
And speaking of juxtapositions:
Arepizza! When you can't decide between an arepa and a pizza. (An arepa is a like a cornmeal-based English muffin. It gets delicious when other ingredients are added. Cheese being an essential.)
I opted for something more traditional.
Supper tonight was at the Central Cevicheria, where I've eaten a few times before. Once you get passed the fact that their ceviche is in a mayonnaise sauce, it can be appreciated for its deliciousness.
I had the Ceviche de Aji Amarillo, which was a mix of raw seafood, in a spicy sauce with bell peppers and yellow corn. Yes. Yellow corn. In ceviche. It worked.
Dessert, of course, was a pisco sour.
Dinner the night before was also at a restaurant at which I had eaten before.
I again ordered the flank steak, which is served in a tomato and cheese sauce, along with potatoes served in the same sauce.
But the real reason I desperately wanted to come back to this restaurant was the dessert.
Merengón. Two merengue cookies. Lots of chantilly cream. Raspberries and raspberry sauce. And fresh soursop, or guanabana. Delicious and, I believe gluten free.
That concludes this trip to Bogotá. I will end on a surreal note, a Salvador Dali from the Museo Botero: