Medellin, Colombia - Food

You Will Never Go Hungry Here
Medellin checks all the food boxes for me.  Cheap, plentiful, various and cooked from scratch.  This is the national dish, bandeja paisa, which can be roughly translated as "country platter."  Rice, beans, fried egg, slice of avocado, fried plaintain, chain link of deep-fried fatty pork, blood sausage and a chorizo.  Dodo and I combined could not finish this.

We ate a lot of street food, including this salpicon, which is chopped fruit, a bit of condensed milk, ice cream and shredded string cheese.  Sounds weird I'm sure, but it really does work.  All this for about a dollar.

The potato chip man was parked at our subway stop so we looked for him almost every day.  The chips come out of the fryer and into the bag once you order.  Fifty of the best spent cents ever.

On every block you can find the orange juice vendor.  They squeeze it right into your cup in front of your eyes.  Slightly sour and wonderful.  Thirty-three cents.

The barbecue guy was a five minute walk from our house.  Jean had a slab of lime infused pork and I had a giant foot-long chorizo.  Never seen anyone use a hair dryer to stoke the coals...  Now I have.  You sit on a chair on the sidewalk, order and wait.

This became one of our favorites.  A bread store that opened at 7am and churned out things like breads stuffed with three cheeses, cakes by the slice and wonderfully rich coffee.