Thank you for this.Oh boy, it's taken me a long time to get used to Argentine food and I went through the full 5 stages of grief regarding the culinary desert that is local cuisine.
Argentineans seems to be obsessed with soft mushy things with no spices. A hard baggette is "pan duro" worthy of feeding only pigeons, and a hard cheese other than reggianito requires hunting. Crispy fries, nope. Crispy bacon...how bout some floppy pancetta instead? A firm hotdog? Nope. But you can have a nice soft empanada, lomito or triple de miga or boiled paste-like hotdog on any corner.
It seems the only thing they like crispy is their carne, which they leave on the parilla of any asado for an hour until it's a hockey puck just in case someone wants it hot. God forbid they eat luke-warm medium rare meat.
I've had near fights at asados calling people out for "making the best asado" while putting "cero onda" in it. Even cracked pepper wrinkles their noses.
The trick is cultivating your own little islands of flavor little by little. There is a tiny fish market in my neighborhood that is run by a Venezuelan woman. Her husband happens to be Mexican and makes tacos on the side for occasional customers. You would never find this on any google search or PedidasYa app. But they are the most authentic tacos in town.
Flavor exists, but they are not in every restaurant.
It reminded me that I recently witnessed and partook in culinary genocide: my neighbour cooked about $300usd of Asado and no so much as a single grain of salt by way of spices and seasoning.Even in Europe, this would cause a civil war.