12/29/2000 Mazatlan Old Town
5 p.m. beer and botana at Son Sin
Calendaria (the very lovely handmaiden of beer and all good kitchen things) comes over to the table where I sit eating her delicious homemade soup - in her hand she has a large spoon which she dips into my bowl, removing one of the onions to return to her cooking pot.
Only in Mexico - where if you have no Spanish, the heart is always softened by smiles.
