Celebrating Mother’s Day In Chile
When Exactly IS Mother’s Day In Chile?
That question is not as academic as it sounds. Cecile was under the impression it was always celebrated on May 10, but we kept getting conflicting signals. Fortunately Cecile’s department finally got around to holding her welcome party last Friday (nice party, various reasons for the delay), so we could ask. Well it turns out that Mother’s Day in Chile IS on May 10 … but they celebrate it on the second Sunday of May just like everyone else.
Okay then, I can roll with that. But under the circumstances, and given the calendar this year, this seemed to indicate that Cecile could expect to celebrate all weekend. So Joel and I laid in supplies.
Did I Mention The Party?
You can blame it on the chorillana, the raw egg white on the pisco sours at the party, or the number of pisco sours we drank (I pick the chorillana), but Cecile and I both woke Saturday morning with tummies feeling not quite 100%, so fancy breakfasts, or eating of any kind, had to be put off. We did spend a fairly lazy day around the house, which went nicely with the third straight day of nothing but fog, clouds and chilly.
Went for a walk later, scrounged leftovers and an avocado-tomato salad (one of our homemade staples down here) for dinner, and for a surprise I showed Cecile that Twin Peaks is on Amazon Prime. Oh, and she got to do grading at various points throughout the day. So we decided that Mother’s Day was Sunday, and hoped to wake feeling better.
The day dawned, well, cloudy … again. But we did wake feeling better, so I was able to provide Cecile with an almost traditional Mother’s Day breakfast in bed. We did have to make some allowances, as there are no bagel down here that I’ve seen and our kitchen, as I have written, does not really support the making of bread, bagels, or much else in the way of baked goods. But I had found lox & cream cheese, and even capers, which Cecile loves and Joel & I do not. So as you can see, this year’s breakfast was a more modest affair, but she seems to enjoy it.
And there was chocolate, which I think may have compensated some for whatever the rest of brunch lacked.
The Mother’s Day Walk: Would YOU Live on This Street?
After lunch, we decided to take a walk and explore part of Viña we hadn’t seen yet. So we headed towards the ocean and took a left to head up a nearby hill into the Recreo section of the city. Shortly we saw a street that demanded exploring, although I did worry that I needed thicker shoes.
The street, except as far as the dog’s were concerned, did not live up to its name, and that was fine. We climbed up and explored the neighborhood a little, even finding a nice view over the ocean.
It continuing to be cloudy and cool, we climbed back down and went in search of dessert, which was Cecile’s main goal in this outing. She wanted a piece of one of the traditional Chilean cakes, Pancake de Naranja, or an orange layer cake. It is the cake I had for my birthday, and as I don’t believe I’ve provided a picture of that yet, here you go.
We went into one of the many little restaurants in our neighborhood, Mango’s, which I believe is at least a little local chain as I’ve seen at least one more in the city. We ordered, and were promptly informed that they didn’t have Pancake de Naranja, presumably because everyone had already eaten and bought it for their mothers. So we had to settle for Pie de Limon (Lemon meringue pie), which was good but not great.
And now I’m reminded that I was supposed to provided pancake de naranja today to make up for it, but did three loads of laundry instead, so that goes on the list for tomorrow, which is go out and run errands day.
Afterwards I did some grocery shopping so I could make dinner, the traditional Chilean tuna noodle casserole. I’m KIDDING, but not about the casserole; as far as I know, that’s just U.S. tradition, not Chilean. But it was good.
Next Year in Peoria!