PostsCommentsxgerard in GEMS • 6 days agoA Night of Chorizo a la Pomarola with FriendsThere's nothing like getting together with lifelong friends to share a good meal, and this time was no exception. We were already getting everything ready to cook some delicious…xgerard in Proof of Brain • 9 days agoAn Evening with Maestro Roberto || Una noche con el maestro Roberto [ENG/ESP]In the heart of the city, where the restaurant's walls are adorned with black and white photographs that tell stories of the past, Roberto, a waiter like no other, works. With elegance and confidxgerard in Proof of Brain • 10 days agoA day as a chef || Un Día como un Chef [ENG/ESP]I'm not a chef, nor do I claim to be. But today… today I felt like a true culinary master. I woke up with a strange craving—not for pizza, not for tacos, not for cereal at 3 p.m.—but for soxgerard in Photography • 11 days agoPerfect LunchIt was an ordinary Saturday, one of those that starts without plans but ends up being memorable. I followed my intuition—and my hunger—and ended up in a small bistro with exposed brick walls andxgerard in GEMS • 15 days agoPassing timeIt was one of those middays that smell of reunion, of shared laughter, and of glowing embers. In the courtyard of a house, the sacred ritual of the barbecue was beginning to take shape. On axgerard in Photography • 16 days agoA Truly Argentinian Sunday || Un domingo bien argentino [ENG/ESP]It was a sunny Sunday, one of those that invites you to gather outdoors. The smoke from the barbecue began to perfume the patio as the meat sizzled on the grill. A whole rack of ribs was slowlyxgerard in Proof of Brain • 24 days agoRoast for one || Asado para Uno [ENG/ESP]Miguel returned to his old childhood patio one Sunday afternoon. After years away, he needed to reconnect with something more than memories. He lit the grill, placed two thick steaks on the coalxgerard in Proof of Brain • last monthAn Argentine Classic || Un Clásico Argentino [ENG/ESP]It was Sunday, and as tradition dictates, the sky was clear and the scent of embers already floated in the neighborhood air. At the Martínez house, the ritual was about to begin. Don Ricardo, witxgerard in Proof of Brain • last monthBlack pudding and cheese || Morcilla y Queso [ENG/ESP]The grill was still sizzling with the last glowing coals. The roast had already passed, but no one moved from the table. It was that sacred moment of "yapa," when the wine continues to flow and soxgerard in Proof of Brain • 3 months agoThe aroma of roast || El aroma del asado [ENG/ESP]The aroma of burning wood mixed with the warm afternoon breeze. It was a sunny day, without a single cloud in the sky, and the sound of crackling embers set the pace of the meeting. Under the sh
