The Rice Has Arrived!
“January’s rice is here!!” Marta shouted at the top of her lungs, while she climbed up the stairs in our apartment building.
Read More“January’s rice is here!!” Marta shouted at the top of her lungs, while she climbed up the stairs in our apartment building.
Read MoreLike every week, last Sunday I went to visit Mom. Like every Sunday, the journey becomes a real adventure.
Read MoreI realize that it’s not that I am depressed, but that my island of joy, that same island of tobacco, rum, and guaracha, is depressed, sad…
Read MoreIt was my day to go line up at the bank to cash in my mother’s pension. I used to do this at a nearby ATM on 42nd and 29th Streets.
Read MoreAsking for singer-songwriter Carlos Varela’s forgiveness, I’ve used the title of one of his songs because I couldn’t find a better one.
Read MoreFor the first time in a long time, I felt endless love for my little sister, my only sister. The situation took me back 30 or 40 years ago…
Read MoreLast week, I told you that I was getting paid to stand watch over people’s places in line at the gas station in their cars.
Read MoreI’m looking forward to the delay in the gasoline coming in order to continue in my new occupation here in Havana.
Read MoreI haven’t written for a weeks now about the adventures of being Cuban in Cuba. I want to apologize to the people who follow my diary entries…
Read MoreI visited a friend on December 28, who had just come from Spain, and I spent the afternoon with her, seasoned with an excellent wine…
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