I woke up this morning to the smells of arepas and changua, a typical Bogotá breakfast food. Mmmm, coffee, tea and an arepa for breakfast. Combined with eating my aunt’s cooking, seeing my dad and hearing my little cousin running around the house made for a wonderful family morning.
From wikipedia: A mixture of water and milk is heated with a dash of salt. Once it comes to a boil, one egg per serving is cracked into the pot without breaking the yolk, and allowed to cook for about a minute whilst covered. The soup is served in a bowl, garnished with scallions.
My aunt’s arepas
Isabella, 5 years old, eating her arepa.