I have been to two different asados, so it has been interesting to experience how different occasions and different people celebrate this tradition. The last time I was in Argentina, I was lucky enough to get to go to a baptism with my host family, and after the baptism, there was an asado for everyone to go to. It was held in a decorated reception hall and we sat at tables with tablecloths and real dishes. It was pretty fancy, but it had delicious food and I got to meet a lot of new people. A couple of days ago, we had an asado with my neighbor (Pepa’s dad!) who recently bought a parilla (grill). It was very casual, just three neighbors hanging out on their roofs talking as the food cooked. Each person contributed to different parts of the meal. We had potatoes, red bell peppers, chorizo, beef, and chicken. It was a nice way to learn about Argentine culture and traditions and make connections with my neighbors.
