Social life revolves around food, specifically the almuerzo (lunch). Sunday lunch is sacred. It is not a quick bite; it is an hours-long event involving sancocho (a hearty stew), rice, avocado, and protein. For a little girl, this is where she learns to socialize. She sits at the adult table, listening to the boisterous stories, the gossip, and the debates, learning how to hold her own in conversation.
I let him kiss me. His mouth was wet and warm and full of the future. For three minutes, I forgot about the mountains, the nuns, the silent desks, the curtains drawn at dusk. I forgot that I was a little girl from a decent family in a country that was bleeding out. as a little girl growing up in colombia
I didn’t have a finca . I had a patio with a lemon tree and a dog with three legs. Social life revolves around food, specifically the almuerzo