Yesterday, Sam and I got a lesson in making Argentine-style empanadas at Martha's house. There was a lot of kneading and rolling and filling involved, and some cooking. And lots of flour.
We also had some "help" and company from a very hungry Bongo:
Godric (yes, like Gryffindor), the older dog, was content to ignore us and snooze by the stove.
After about 2 hours, we had many plates full of empanadas:
There were meat empanadas, cheese and spinach, cheese and basil, cheese and basil and tomato...and even some sweet apple empanadas. Plus, a luscious orange-based dessert that Ximena brought.
Even Mr. Bobo enjoyed himself:
A lot of work, but a good time and great company. Martha has one of the coziest homes in Quito, I think, that mirrors her casual and friendly being.
I think Sam and I could cook these on our own. We're told we'll have to if Martha visits us in the U.S.