one of the iconic symbols of American snacks went outa bizness today….fired the workers, some 18000 and said…adios. If you were around San Francisco is the late 70’s, a disgruntled city supervisor who’d lost his job gunned down the Mayor and the first openly gay supervisor, Harvey Milk…and then his attorney used the famous “Twinkie Defense”, claiming that Dan White had overdosed on Twinkies, which caused his lapse in values, judgment and so on…yes, acquitted…only in SF..for my 50th birthday, some bizarre notion (that’s new, you ask?)and for a birthday cake I arranged 50 Twinkies (with candles)…yeah, ‘San Francisco values”
ah…the best breakfast in town! where? Micho’s…4th Calle Oriente, #10, where Neil Craig is working his ass off, 18 hours a day, threatening to fire at least one employee…are they skimming? probably…anyway..he’s got a simple ‘American’ breakfast…eggs, bacon, hashbrowns and toast..all done perfectly..35q…the best I’ve had since Kathy’s Waffle House in Granada, Nicaragua…he, as are many in town, is a talented chef and the rest of the menu reflects that…Alex F of Sobremesa gets high marks, as does Alex L of Fusion…El Cazadore Italiano keeps on keepin on..this particular plate is simple…home cooking, diner style, you name it..I’ll be back..
La Casbah? fresh exterior paint, the signs back over the front door but the electrical meter is missing?…’heard that Mateo is going to resurrect it…how? wait and see…No! Mateo is back! saw him in the street and at 8 pm the newly resurrected Casbah opens…the murals are gone and it’s totally new inside…will Djinn move back in to their previous space?
that vacant space on 5th Calle, near Organica et al…still vacant…hey, for $3000 bucks a month, why not?
Tourists! hordes…streams of white folks being hustled (one way or the other)from point to point…cruise shippers, most of them…what the hell…a few souvenirs from ‘trusted stores’ and some jade from specific stores, a few commissions here and there…it’s biz, folks..welcom to Antigua-Stan…leave the money, por favor…
and kind of a sad day on the finca where I hang the panama…one of the two older Dobies died this morning..12 and ailing, so it’s probably a good passing…she’ll get a plot (already dug) in the doggie cemetery corner…she was always hiding out in my bedroom and I’ll miss her..Godspeed, ol gal..doggone, damn..
and yes…more/further delays for the November version of Our Man…Frener the Printer…had the flashdrive for two weeks…said…”wednesday…then 10 am Thursday…then 10..no, make that 11am on Friday…no, I’ll bring it to your house by 1pm..(today)…aint’ got it…o well, it’s only money and promises, something that Guatemala is short on…good thing I’m not uptight or anal or Type A…
Our Man in Antigua 
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