Our Man in Antigua

‘good thing I keep a daily journal even if sometimes the entries are a bit hard to decipher…’even then..the phrase might be ‘hors de combat’…no, not THAT kind…sicko

just in from Caffe Bourbon’s final/final…PM and Moriah playing/singing, Frank of Nim Pot there early(the pub quiz at O’lot later) Wayne Hooper the jazz musician…very cool guy and an incoming assortment of locals comin’ by to say ‘bye’…a very strange assortment: Queso y Vino’s owner? his place packed as usual on a Sunday night by the SUV crowd…’had my last Rusty Nail there(CB)…and as usual the bartender screwed up. How hard is it to combine scotch and a splash of Drambuie? my advice..sit at the bar and watch ’em try to use cheap bourbon..half of the room was filled with folks eatin’ and watching the incoming other half…probably wondering just WTF was goin’ on..the end of a very classy operation, from start to finish…Sarah’s been a part of this town for a long long time…’think she once told me that she trained Hector(cooking, that is)

Cashbar/Sangre closed tonight…a guy with flaming torches on 5th…PNC! walking a beat at night? yep…got the nazi stormtrooper black tailored fatigues and the saunter down, just right..but..they’re walking around 5th…oddly packed with a LOTTA young white folks…Fonda Real doin’ tables, Tackodiscontento mighta grabbed a few..where did these folks come from? kinda smelled like christians, to me..’comin’ south to save the pagan babies…

Hector was in, then out…i missed him but his car was there…quiet evening, there too..yeah, where did the weekend go? i was out Friday night, talking with Franklin at the Whisky Den and there again, briefly last night…yeah, the rains, the biblical downpours..neither Wayne or I ‘did’ Panza Verde’s 25th last night…i had a small problem with the cover charge concept, much less the fact that by the time i got to the park i was totally soaked..

So…the country is in a “State of Calamity”…so what else is new? Colom said not to go near rivers or drive where there might be potential problems…that pretty much describes the whole country…our Prez, the #1 Doofus in Chief…Saandra’s probably gonna tie him up later tonight but only if he asks nicely..’beat me,whip me, make me write bad checks..”…shoulda stayed in the seminary school..

can’t say it hasn’t been an interesting weekend, cuz it has…was..weird stuff/events…facilitated a meeting in Bangalore Bobs regarding a very old pot…yep, it’s real…next question is ‘how much?’  ‘noticed that Carla B was trying to get to Rio Dulce…Carla!…look at the weather reports…they’re getting hammered up there(rain-wise)…you just  know that Bruno’s is/was packed with exceedingly smashed old gringos all weekend, probably having difficulty getting into their Avons/dinghies for the run home..dingies or dinghies? spelchuk, where are you?

so, adios to the Caffe Bourbon…’wonder if they’ll keep the name?..no, Neil, i din’t ask the price…’had a hard enough time getting a Rusty Nail concocted…no spare seats, no tables and folks at the door…a great send-off and even better? no rain…maybe my boots will be dry in the morning…vaya con suerte! dos Reilly’s having a decent night…Edy of Pangea, hanging at El Portal with his buddies..and smiling…hey, they tried…it was a valiant effort in the face of turbulent economic times, mixed with some personal bad luck…it happens..it’s the restaurant biz..90% fail in the first year…get over it..