Food and Drink
Cakes and Rum
“calle alberto navarro, senor.” “como no, mi reina.” mi reina? bastard. i’ve been in his taxi only seconds, and already he’s hitting on my girlfriend. he’s smooth, i’ll give him that. and handsome, in a swarthy way. but his rig’s all twisted, knobs are missing, widows are frozen open, the steering wheel’s rusted and partially [...]
Christmas With The Natives
a $35 butterball is like a benz to the average campesino. at least, none of the invaders to my home claim to have seen a turkey this big. they eye it respectfully, but the job of cooking it falls on me.
a christmas miracle in panama
i fuckin’ hate christmas; the phony good cheer, insipid music, obscene commercialism, seasonal prominence of one of the most vile organizations in history (re: catholic church) , and worst of all, los mocosos running ’round the house screaming, and soiling the divan with their sticky fluids. in times like these i wish i was a [...]
eat this
panama’s the place to confront the unexpected. if you’re lucky, you get hit upside the head every day. traveler’s can find adventure ’round every corner. but only if they look beyond the pristine beaches, turquoise waters, and shady palms.
Rum Diary
While we live – lets live. Italian proverb It’s dusk when my girlfriend and I arrive at a friend’s apartment for dinner and drinks. From the13th floor of the Habana building in Bella Vista, I can feel the warm breeze roll in off the bay, and see silhouettes of ships steaming past the old city [...]
