Parrilla Mi Sueño - Thees sunwuches are bluddy awesome aye! Best sandwich you will eat here, only missing the beetroot!

Parrilla Mi Sueño - Reuben was the first.

 Just  a carvan parked on the side of the road along the Costanera Sur, they all had to have wheels to prove they weren't a permanent fixture, from here he had access to the city water and could connect to the power grid, Not counting the on-board staff of his wife Laura and other staff Mariana, Raul, Juan, Nahuel and someone to help with dishes, there were 0 overheads. Before long Reuben had a half dozen down along the boardwalk and others began to copy him. He began to charge the others rent and nowadays his little truck can turnover around USD1000 a day.

His is is best of course, the bondiola is super lean shoulder pork cuts grilled with lemon juice. The completa is what they are famous for, generous portions of the meat follwed by ham, egg and cheese on a great tasting fresh bread bun... then you add your toppings.

Caramelised onions, or grated carrot/cabbage/spring onions/chimichuri (oregano,parsely,garlic,chilli flecks in a bath of olive oil), not spicy. The spice must flow! Chillie is there, once upon a time a jar would last weeks, now it seems people's tastebuds have become accustomed to the spice. Other Kiwis in Buenos Aires that I have met agree, the only thing missing is the BEETROOT! 



The sandwiches used to taste even better, grilled with charcoal giving that smokey tang that hangs about on most Buenos Aires streets, but one night they got Macrified. Overnight all the caravans (some 20or so), disappeared and were replaced by govt. Buenos Aires owned gas powered grill carts. Undoubtably more healthy an environment for the cooks and luckily still a top 10 sandwich.
 Reuben died end of 2015, as did his dog named Negra, but his daughter still is there and so are the queues, just two blocks from the Hilton botel in Puerto Madero. Look for the most crowded cart, go after two and they sneak more tables out (those too were Macrified, allowing only seven tables per cart), queue to the right to place your order with Raul, have your mate queue to the left at the same time to save time, hand Laura, Maria or the boys your ticket, watch in awe at your sandwich growing before your eyes, add your choice of toppings inside but remember you have to get it into face! Look out for pigeons above in the trees (and trashcans), make friends with Fellipe the resident cat, and wish the people near you "bon provecho" and enjoy your wow moment and cardiologist's nightmare.
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