“There are no good and fast rules for naming a boat. Perhaps once long ago there were some, and over time they became lost and forgotten, or possibly they still exist, but if they do, they’re a well-kept secret. It explains why most people given the job of coming up with a boat name, come […]
“On the other hand, I knew that either Juan or Pablo could travel through their land at night, they knew their place inside out and had been practicing since before they could walk, riding double with their dad or one of the experienced gauchos working at their place. Also, they were always well equipped, fully […]
“With my cross-bow, I shot the albatross.” Why anyone would want to hurt one of those beautiful, elegant flying creatures, was beyond me, but I’m sure many had over the years and like Coleridge’s Ancient Mariner, lived to regret it: by being becalmed in the middle of the Pacific and suffering from thirst or perhaps […]
Recetas Pastel de choclo, Sopa de pescado, algas, hongos, o bacalao. Eso y esto con pesto. Un guiso de seso relleno de espinaca con queso o si no, algún invento con brandi. ¿Tiramisú o cazuela? Tortilla de acelga o tripas en un tipo de budín . . . en fin. Todas estas recetas […]
The time for the esquila is the most important time of the year for any estancia, and the esquiladores, were the laborers most appreciated in Patagonia, come time to shear the vast flocks of sheep. A good esquilador, according to doña María could remove all the wool in one piece without hurting or even nicking […]
If ever there was a good will ambassador, Tatiana was it, and in less than a minute had doña María talking about her life, her kids, her ancestors, her water colors, and how they ended up living here. She had been raised on an estancia further north and had never attended school a day in […]
“Looking east from a mile out to sea, it was easy to see land, but hard to distinguish the Bay of Corral. The hills surrounding it, plus the islands in the center of the bay acting like a backdrop, looked continuous, and were it not for the small towns on either side, Corral to the […]
El Americano. Siempre pensé que la verdad y la Constitución eran cosas buenas, incluso sensatas y para muchos, esenciales, pero mi amigo Jim me enseño que todo tiene su límite y a veces la necesidad de decir la verdad puede ser un miserable castigo y la Constitución, un documento viejo y añejo. La primera vez […]
Mi Perro Saliendo a la calle un tipo me preguntó. — ¿El perro en su casa muerde señor? —No— dije yo. El tipo entró. El perro lo mordió. El tipo salió. — ¿Cómo es posible no me advirtió? Estaba indignado. Un tanto rabioso. Y yo no lo culpo. —La respuesta es simple— le dije. — […]
El Diagnóstico. La verdad que este cuento es largo, Y tiene toda una historia, y un testigo, pero pa’ que’l lector no alegue Lo puedo hacer más en breve . . . Se cuenta que un buen día de primavera, Un tipo igual de bueno, al doctor se dirigía, pensando que un médico seguro […]