chorillizy

so on easter weekend a group of us caught a bus over to a charming little beach town called concon (more on this later). on saturday we went to historic valparaiso, which so far has easily been the greatest thing this country has to offer (more on this later). while in valparaiso, we hit up "casino royal j cruz," one of the most eccentric, line-worthy, homely restaurants i've ever been to (more on this now). though the service could have been better (our food came out uber-after people who showed up eons after us), the chorillana totally made up for it:

also known as "the killer of humans" and "the maker of naps" chorillana is composed of spicy pork, sometimes saussage, grilled onions and eggs, usually sunny side up, dumped on a unreasonable pile of fries. apparently, "casino royal j cruz" may have been one of the first places to serve the traditional feast. it's definitely the raison d'etre (french) for this joint. menus don't exist, people just come in knowing that they want them some chorillana. easily some of the best bar food known to man and a simple justification for a trip to chile. this place was not a bar. it was actually kind of enigmatic. there's all sorts of antiques everywhere, a man who looks much like santa claus acts as host, you're allowed to write on the tables, and random local folk singers serenade you while you eat/wait an unreasonably long time for your chorillana. also, quite possibly the worst place to be during a coastal earthquake. you would die a horribly painful death and likely be discovered with various antique military regalia embedded in your corpse. i think a video is called for: