Boca, brightly painted houses, tourists, smelly port. Loved it. They always tell you not to stray too far off the main streets as it's a bit dodgy, although it didn't seem any worse than some parts of Santiago.
After flirting with Cheeses of Nazareth and The Edam Busters, I settled on The Cheese Empanada. It pays tribute to the tasty Chilean snack that I am often forced to fall back on, faced with a menu of cows,pigs, chickens, rabbits and unidentified sea gloop (although sometimes the gloop is pretty good).
Tales of a Shropshire Lad in Chile is nothing of the sort really. Most of the time it used to be pictures of The Diminutive One and I, supplemented with snaps of whatever from wherever with whoever, but now Amber has come along and stolen the show.