Back to Lima - and chifa

A couple of pics of the beach in front of our hotel.

 

Today we drove back to Lima.  Lunch was at Hacienda San Jose.  The food was pretty good, and there was Cajun music and Afro dancing, a legacy from the times of slaves.  But Kin Mun pointed out the wool press.  Pic here, together with the resulting bale.  It looked like a very small press, compared to what we grew up with.

 

We have been interested by Chinese Restaurants here in Peru (and to some extent in Chile).  They are called Chifa, a corruption of chow fan or fried rice.  An example:

Tonight we had to find our own dinner so wandered down to a first chifa we could find.  The menu was all in Spanish, but we managed, and wondered what would turn up! Good old wonton was there, but it was wantan frites (fried).  Oh well, you can get fried wontons in Singapore and Sydney, but therese were something else again!  It was the fried pastry.  Tasted quite good, with no meat in them and and some sweet sauce to dip them into.

The bowl of soup had one familiar looking wonton in it, some noodles and some chicken.
Kin Mun ordered fried rice.

I was curious about something called aeropeurto - which translates as airport!  I opted for "con carne" - with meat - and this came along. All tasted good, so long as you weren't expecting the familiar Cantonese variety.  It was a good change of flavour.