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H is for Haiti

H is for Haiti

I was expecting Haiti to be hard. I had anticipated the signs of struggle – buildings crumbled and cracked, camps  constructed out of gray USAID tarps and twine. I accepted the cacophonous noise, the endless heat and exhaust, and the dust that muted the mountains beyond. I had not anticipated that Haiti would make me feel so … Continue reading

Haitian Taste Sensation

Haitian Taste Sensation

Last Friday night I sat with friends in the window booth at the Latin American Club. The rain was falling outside and collecting in tiny droplets on the windows, foggy from the warmth of stickysweetpulsing life inside. While we indulged in a couple rounds of the most potent margaritas this side of the border, I … Continue reading