Posted by Loulou on Dec 18, 2014 | 0 comments

Oh, boy, are we happy about Cuba and the US being friends again and exchanging prisoners. I actually did not know when I became a member of my family that papa grew up in Cuba and used to go to school there as a boy and chewed on sugar cane as a treat and swam in that wonderful water and ate black beans and rice and fried plantains and listened to...