I know that not everyone gets quite as excited by the prospect of breakfast as I do, but when faced with the array of cafes in Buenos Aires, even people who normally skip this glorious meal must surely come round to my way of thinking.
Every street has one or more cafes with tables and chairs spilling out onto the pavement. In morning, people are invariably having the same thing; cafe con leche, freshly squeezed orange juice and 3 medialunas (croissants, but smaller, denser and sweeter than the traditional French pastry).
Any cafe you choose will serve this in the morning, from tiny, scruffy places with menus on whiteboards, to the grand cafes of the city such as the beautiful Cafe Tortini with it's high ceilings, elegant decor and suitably snooty waiters. We ate this for breakfast every day in Buenos Aires, in a range of cafes. It's delicious, filling and does wonders for malbec induced hangovers!
Any cafe you choose will serve this in the morning, from tiny, scruffy places with menus on whiteboards, to the grand cafes of the city such as the beautiful Cafe Tortini with it's high ceilings, elegant decor and suitably snooty waiters. We ate this for breakfast every day in Buenos Aires, in a range of cafes. It's delicious, filling and does wonders for malbec induced hangovers!
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