Another thought: it seems bizarre that in a city where people routinely start dinner at 9 or 10 pm, that the subway stops running after 10:30. The other night, when Eve and I went out for a lovely dinner with Laura Valinotto and her novio (boyfriend) David, we didn't start eating until around 10:30. The place only filled up around 11 and was going strong when we left at midnight.
Last night we took part in a custom which I feared was invented by my guidebook and would make us look like, well, tourists. On the 29th of every month there is a tradition (still honored by some) to go out and eat gnocchis (noquis) for dinner, and then leave a 2-peso note under the plate. There are varying understandings of the purpose of all of this. One says that as Portenos are only paid once a month by the 29th people have little money so if they go out they eat the cheapest of pastas, those little potato dumplings. Another is a sly criticism of government bureaucrats, those little dumplings (or, as we might say, "sacks of potatoes") who do nothing all month but show up on the 29th to get their paychecks. And the 2 peso note -- a wish for good luck (and good fortune) in the coming month.
Whatever the reasons, we had some excellent noquis at Las Cortaderas and a nice long walk home, at a mere 10 pm.
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