Fall is finally here in Buenos Aires, and everyone seems to be invigorated by the crisp air. We’re no longer forced to sweat like pigs (just me? ok) before mid-day, and it’s such a relief to breathe easy. As such, I’m planning some autumnal dishes that make me want to curl up and hibernate. So let’s start with the classic of all classics. Tomato soup and grilled cheese. Better known as, my childhood.
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