Peruvians love chicken. I had it for each of my meals today: chicken sandwiches for breakfast, chicken a la brasa for lunch, and broiled chicken for dinner. I just know it, I'm going to hate chicken when I get back. I was so grateful for my ok tasting fish last night.
Tonight was the presidential debate between the five candidates. Honestly, you have not experienced a campaign until you've experienced a Peruvian one. Parties painted on walls, mountains, PPK set up a display or something in the park, there are signs everywhere especially of Keiko and Toledo. They all seem to be running on the same platform, PPK has a PPKuy (a guinea pig mascot), I've seen Toledo dance on TV, and the candidates didn't look natural nor relaxed during the debate. Plus they kept reading off their notes. Election is next Sunday, so we'll see.
This evening I baked a different kind of brownies with marshmallows and peanut butter with the chocolate. They turned out quite well, but nothing too special. We'll see how the roommates like them.
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