Another Day, Another Dessert

I am inspired by my friends' more frequent posting action- after all, only 5 weeks left. Today I bought a ticket to visit the bottom of the world!! Yay! Next month, the day after school ends for winter break, I will be flying with Beth to Ushuaia, the southernmost city in the world, in Tierra del Fuego, for a week! Currently looking at hostels to stay in. Ridiculously excited about that. I've also heard that if you wait to book activities until you arrive there, it's a lot cheaper- on our agenda we have some dog sledding and snow-shoeing, sailing the Beagle channel and taking a walk through the national park to see the glaciers, knocking around town enjoying the snow and museums, and probably some cooking and drinking tea/hot chocolate/submarinos in the hostel.

Which reminds me: submarinos. They are amazing, and it appears that I have never mentioned them before, which is crazy. So instead of writing a paper detailing the evolution of tango clothing and shoe style, I give you:

Ode to a Submarino 

O glass of creamy, foamy steamed milk, 

just barely cool enough to sip, 

Your vapors fog my lenses 

As I bring you closer to my lips.

With your bar of rich dark chocolate 

Painting swirly streaks of chestnut hue,

Slowly beginning to diffuse

As I transform you with my spoon,

Melty, frothy, and so worth my cash,

I care not when you give me a milk mustache.

Where once there sat a lonely glass of white

Now rests a vision, if you will, a beacon in the night.

Chocolate, chocolate, milk, milk,

Missing not a single calorie-

Hot chocolate of the porteños,

I have now created thee.

 

Thank you, thank you very much.