HE recites Neruda verses as he pops morsels of empanada de pino into your mouth. He sports an uncouth Che Guevara-like beard and waxes poetic on the ills of Western-enforced capitalism. He can peel an entire avocado in one go. Your Chilean is a god.
However, as these things go, certain cultural gaps may stand in the way of true bliss:
1. Mote con huesillo.
On your first date, he introduces you to Chile’s national drink/pride and joy: mote con huesillo. You will yourself to ignore the fact that it looks like pickled monkey brain soaked in urine over a layer of pebbles and convince yourself it doesn’t taste the same. But it does. You smile politely and feed it to roaming pigeons when he isn’t looking.