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Die, Triscuits!  at $8USD a box, these imported snack foods are heavily(60%)taxed by Guatemalan Customs….por que? are they protecting us from ourselves, while we’re not smoking in public nor riding tandem on a motorscooter while talking on a cell-phone?

Saved from a death worse than fate

Saved from a death worse than fate

The rocky path of science and the thirst for knowledge was momentarily thrown off course last night, while doing research in the field. While road-testing other batches of John Rexer’s Ilegal Mezcal at La Esquina(for quality control), the luscious Lou was reading and making up new cocktails… a decent mojito and then some kind of cream/rum concoction, followed by blackberry liqueur( and I also refused the Kahlua/Amaretto shot)…the mezcal worked with the cream/rum thing, btw…

Another laboratory

Another laboratory

and another stop by the newly re-opened Cafe 2000…this feels like someone’s wet dream of “I wanna have my own sports bar.”…and a restaurant and 4 big plasma screens with obscure games playing and my own remote switch(Elvis once said that a .22 pistol makes a great remote control but you can only use it once.)…too many wait-staff, a kitchen that is wasted on breakfast, lunch and dinner for non-existent clients. When will people learn that a full service kitchen is a waste of time, money and food in a sports bar? The money is in the liquor(it doesn’t spoil, you don’t have to worry about prepping it nor do you have to wash dishes)…hey…not my problem, just making observations….get yourself some micro-waveable pizzas or work out a deal with a pizza joint around the corner…McD’s makes deliveries…go with your clientele’s tastes(or lack thereof)…

Butt-Man was kind of on patrol last night, making rounds to see who’s been naughty and who’s been nice(can you still smoke here?)…not an exhaustive survey but La Esquina and Da Vinci are thumbing their noses at the Tobacco Police…if you’re not wearing a badge, Claudia will buzz you in(I wish)

The smokin' Claudia

The smokin' Claudia

Hector was at the helm last night and in attendence his lady friend from NYC, recently imported…they make a great couple..the sweet Keri Payton also in attendence and Leah’s on top of things….later tonight: wine tasting at a location yet to be revealed.

Would you like red or red?

Would you like red or red?

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Sounds vaguely shakespearean, dont’chathink? Hector’s back, big smile in place and kicking butt in the kitchen(because there’s no other room/space)and his regular waitress, Elizabeth, is leaving…the replacement who seems competent is Leah. Its a brutal but fun work environment, kind of like hell with wine and airconditioning…the food is kickass and the entertainment is ad hoc.

One of 'those' days

One of 'those' days

This was a jangled Monday/Lunes, for whatever reason…first the water goes out and then the electricity went weird(out)….no evening shower, fine…no brusha-da-teeth…fine…there was ice and it was good in the eyes of 28 Squirrel-Boy, married to 6  7/8’ths Flying Frog(did I ever date her?) ….I’ve been reading too much Mayan history, obviously.

I finally had John of Epicure explain the price of Triscuits(a burning issue,not unlike hemorrhoids, for some of us)…the Guatemalan Customs Bureau/Staatspolizie automatically adds a 60% tariff to such non-essential/frivolous items…are bullets frivolous?

Consider(we moved to ‘bullet’s)this…the US armament industry is reporting record sales, of some 8 billion a rounds in production, ramped up to 24/7 working conditions to meet this historic need…what need? are those pesky Eskimos who have been flooded out by melting ice going to come charging south with harpoons?  bringing the benefits of blubber? we’ve already heard that one, thank you…per recent CIA factoids, there were 303824640 people in the US as of  July 2008…roughly 340 billion people, give or take a 100 million or so. The New Math is sooo easy, a trillion here, there a trillion, what’s a few zeros amongst friends? are you with me here? one more small little calculation…child’s play, I guarantee you: 340 bil divided by 8 bil works out to 371 rounds of ammo per person per year…if I pop off 25 a year, once every five years or so…you see where this is going?  oooh, the sweet smell of gunpowder in the morning. There may a few sick dudes on the range, I suspect.

Lastly/Leastly…Swine Time…its peaking but what a rollercoaster ride of fear and loathing, smear and …oh, who the hell cares? Bush considered bombing the Canary Islands as an effort to stop bird flu, so we’re all ahead of the game…may the water return and the electricity remain semi-constant.

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I shoulda looked at my calendar: there it was, in tiny print..’dia del trabajo’..  being more or less an ex-gringo from the ‘states, it never occured to me that May Day was anything else except a holiday for Commies or pagan rites as in maypole dancing.

Speaking of pagan rites, I don’t see many pagan babies in the streets any more, those Honduran orphans in baby strollers, adopted by well-meaning gringas only after a year or so of paying local attorneys extortionate rates for ‘speeding up the process.’  ah, the horror stories…and occasionally a few on the planes going home, comparing smiles and diapers.

I was wrong…there is something I miss here and it’s an easy fix…Irish Coffee…hmm, whom to give this task to? If I can find some Jameson’s or Bushmills, then we’re off to the races…or the coffee pot.

We’ve got red zones and white zones for parking….what the hell is a gray zone? ‘walking south on 4th Avenida, between 8th and 7th Calles, east side of the cobbles, is a long stretch of gray-painted curb…’beats me, but then a lot of things do: segue way coming up.

‘like you don’t appreciate a lot of stuff in school until you get a little older…little things like being spanked everyday by a middle-aged woman…stuff you pay good money for later in life…badda bing.

I was dreaming of Triscuits last night…you know, those $8 boxes of crackers in John’s new Epicure outlet, the same ones that go for $2 a box in  Wal-Mart? alas, a lot of things like that, stuff that takes the long/expensive route from the Big Satan up north are now only for those moments of impulsive desires and furtive pleasures. Speaking of which(segue way), a lady friend once said that the three things she liked most in life was a martini first and a cigarette last.

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