Playing with your food
I was never allowed to play with my food growing up. I always dreamed of making mashed potato castles with gravy moats. But, alas, at our table food was food and we were required to take a bit of everything and clean our plates. Each of the kids in my family has a horror story about being served last night's dinner for breakfast (in my case a bowl of stew) or that morning's breakfast for dinner (apparently Grape Nuts do not improve with time).
Apparently the people of Huacho, Peru do not have parents like mine. At the guinea pig festival (festival de la cuy), they gave a whole new meaning to playing with their food. Attendees celebrated their number one protein source by frying it, roasting it, stewing it, and baking in in casseroles, but they also added a twist that we don't see at most food festivals: a fashion show! That's right, they dressed up the guinea pigs in traditional Andean outfits, including frilly skirts and fedoras. I can't tell if the ones in the contest were part of the 65 million guinea pigs consumed in Peru every year, but if they're as tasty as they are cute, I'll take two.

Apparently the people of Huacho, Peru do not have parents like mine. At the guinea pig festival (festival de la cuy), they gave a whole new meaning to playing with their food. Attendees celebrated their number one protein source by frying it, roasting it, stewing it, and baking in in casseroles, but they also added a twist that we don't see at most food festivals: a fashion show! That's right, they dressed up the guinea pigs in traditional Andean outfits, including frilly skirts and fedoras. I can't tell if the ones in the contest were part of the 65 million guinea pigs consumed in Peru every year, but if they're as tasty as they are cute, I'll take two.






