One day, I am going to get really, really good at this video essay/post thing and I am going to impersonate Maria Elvira Live!
“Ay, dios mio, tiene un traje de scuba!” the TV host said — or something like that — last week while showing pictures of the Bearded Dictator’s son.“That suit looks Italian!” she [...]

Let me just say that it currently does not look like this outside my office window. Gray is the only word to describe it. Opposite of the bright blue we just left.
Above is Maria on the beach in Miami. Quite thrilled with the game of run from the surf and quite unhappy a few moments [...]

Let me just say that it currently does not look like this outside my office window. Gray is the only word to describe it. Opposite of the bright blue we just left.
Above is Maria on the beach in Miami. Quite thrilled with the game of run from the surf and quite unhappy a few moments [...]

I have been to Paris in April and it was indeed, lovely. I am convinced, however, there is nothing like Miami in January. Big, puffy white clouds, endless blue skies and gentle breezes. It’s especially delicious when you’ve been living in lined mommy jeans in Nashville.
We are in Miami for a few days not for [...]

I have been to Paris in April and it was indeed, lovely. I am convinced, however, there is nothing like Miami in January. Big, puffy white clouds, endless blue skies and gentle breezes. It’s especially delicious when you’ve been living in lined mommy jeans in Nashville.
We are in Miami for a few days not for [...]

I don’t run into too many Cubanitos from Miami here in the Boonies on a regular basis, but this weekend I did. Met two muchachos at a local celebration of cultures fest this weekend. One guy lived in Louisville, the other guy lived here. Exiles of a different sort, si?
Anyway, it is always nice to [...]

I don’t run into too many Cubanitos from Miami here in the Boonies on a regular basis, but this weekend I did. Met two muchachos at a local celebration of cultures fest this weekend. One guy lived in Louisville, the other guy lived here. Exiles of a different sort, si?
Anyway, it is always nice to [...]

In the grocery store check-out line. The lidded flan pan I want won’t scan. Checker can’t read the small UPC numbers.
“Ño! Pal carajo! Esto nadie lo ve. Pal carajo.’’
Rough “nice” translation: “Damn. Hell. No one can read this. Hell.’’
Me thinking: “Ay, I can’t believe she’s cursing in front of me.’’
Pal carajo. I must not [...]

In the grocery store check-out line. The lidded flan pan I want won’t scan. Checker can’t read the small UPC numbers.
“Ño! Pal carajo! Esto nadie lo ve. Pal carajo.’’
Rough “nice” translation: “Damn. Hell. No one can read this. Hell.’’
Me thinking: “Ay, I can’t believe she’s cursing in front of me.’’
Pal carajo. I must not [...]

…some guy toots his horn and out blares La Cucaracha.
La loqueria has officially begun: Cuba Nostalgia has kicked off. If you want to see what the fun and crazy is about you can soon find pictures at Babalu Blog and at My Big Fat Cuban Family. My own pictures won’t be up for a while, [...]