It’s a beautiful love letter to Uruguay and her cuisine. Unfortunately, the love letter is written in a language i’m not fluent in (and the subtitles fly by too fast for my slow eyes) so it’s difficult for this outsider to feel connected to the subject matter.
That said, the film did make me wish i had spent more time watching my grandparents prepare meals in the kitchen when i was a kid.
Oh, it also made me jump out of my chair screaming with excitement when i saw feijoas (referred to as something guayabo in the film and “local guavas” in the subtitles) featured in one of the segments. So abundant and so delicious-looking. I am plain jealous. (I have a couple feijoa plants at home that have never fruited despite my best efforts.)