Meat is for dinner.

after reading about butch cassidy and eda places adventures in argentina we decided we had it too easy sitting in our hammocks by the trout filled creek. so on with the crampons (spike shoes) and into the glacier we went. it was  icy... and pretty cool ;) after getting our fill of glacial water and whiskey on the glacier ice rocks we moved to a more distant location. here we used our psychic powers to trigger the breakage of hydrogen and oxygen atoms at key positions... thus causing massive ice blocks to flop into lago argentino.
all this work and we were hungry, so ginger says "lets get argentinean barbecue!"
3 plates of lamb... tongue, wool, and all and here we are fat and ready for the hammock again. que le diviertas!