As you have heard in the last couple entries, Nejla and I were pleasantly surprised to find Bolivian youths to be incredibly friendly and open to lively conversation. As we were all working together to make a dinner to celebrate a friend’s graduation from the University with a law degree, one of the guys told me a story about the origin of “pique macho,” the dish we had that evening… The dish consisted of a big stew pot of chunks of tenderize beef, small sausages, small french fries, thinly sliced onions and peppers, and seasoned with red lager, salt, garlic, ketchup, mustard, mayonnaise, and locoto (spicy pepper). Apparently, one night after a night in the bars, a guy accompanied by his buddies approached one of the many street food vendors in the city of La Paz.
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