Post #37
I didn’t know that the town “El Calafate” was named after a small, dark-blue berry native to Patagonia. Jason and I slowly figured things out, and we both fell in love with the lavender-colored El Calafate ice cream.
Apparently, there is a legend that those who eat these berries will one day return to Patagonia, reminiscent of throwing a coin into the Trevi fountain in Rome.
So after that we had scoops whenever we were near an ice cream parlor that had some. I even found this flavor in Ushuaia.
Because these sweet-and-sour Magellan Barberries were out of season, I looked for dried berries. No luck.
I looked for teas containing dried El Calafate, and after much hunting did find some, mixed with other ingredients.
Bringing the tea home might help me with making that legend true. Argentina is full of delights!