USA: plenty of restaurants but nowhere to eat

My determination to find good food lead me to an Argentinean restaurant, ‘Puerto La Boca’ in Little Italy. I started with bread and olives and a delightfully perfumed Pisco Sour, which brought back memories of Chile and Peru. I also remembered some of the restaurants in Buenos Aires that were entirely meat based and usually featured a steeply inclined rack of meat above an enormous grill. 'Vegetarian' is not an Argentinian word.

The waiter, who was from Montevideo, recommended Ravioles ‘Mabel’ (filled with beef and spinach) with a glass of Pascual Toso Argentinian red. Exquisite.