The Cuban

When I look at a blank page now, I wonder what is there? I have yet to start putting meat to the two books I have moving around in my head. When personal problems take the front seat it is hard to concentrate.

We were invited to go to a RV show with the Carters from Eustis yesterday. We gladly accepted, they are fun folks to be with and he is a little older than I, which makes me feel better. Ha!

While stationed in GITMO our family fell in love with the ‘Cuban Sandwich’. The ones we bought were made by one of the Cuban’s in Exile. The man was an artist with his sandwiches. You could plan on about 10 minutes for the first sandwich and about half that for any more you ordered. I loved to watch the guy; he seemed to place the meat and cheese like he was working a puzzle on each sandwich. He then pressed them. He used either homemade bread or purchased loaf bread.

Friends in Belmont, who had moved to Belmont from Lutz, FL, told Sherry of a place called Larry’s Deli, north of Lutz, they said the sandwich was out of this world. When we went out we put the address in the GPS and headed down there after the RV show. 60 miles to get a sandwich? Yeah, now it was a good sandwich, but it was not in the class with Juan’s. When someone does something perfect, ‘tis hard to climb higher.

(I have searched hundreds of pictures of Saur Kraut, and these ain’t close to the shredded delicacy we had)

Talking about good, we had some Saur Kraut day before yesterday that was ‘out of this world’ good. It was being held for a special occasion. Sherry decided then was a special occasion. Mel, of ‘Up North with Mel’ made and canned the kraut. She is good, it was tender (but not too tender) just the right amount of tang. Thanks Mel, it made our day and brought back memories of you, Slim & Sam (and of course everyone from up in your neck of the woods).

Thanks for coming by the log. I appreciate you taking the time.

Nite Shipslog

PS:

"Under The Sea" , by kids…..

I think sharks are ugly and mean, and have big teeth, just like Emily Richardson. She's not my friend any more. (Kylie age 9)

Now this is old.