Viva Jujuy

We had the first day of class, and it was like this. Long live my province, our painted hills, my dove. My home in New Granada; my home in California, my home anywhere in New Spain. Brown-skinned woman, do not separate yourself from the list of those I love. My most fascinating new student is … More Viva Jujuy

Carajillo

Here in Maringuoin we have the necessary conditions for snow and it feels that cold. It is literally colder here right now than it is at the Puerto de Navacerrada, a ski station above Madrid. Here is a recipe for a carajillo, which they must be drinking there and I should drink here: Ingredients: * … More Carajillo

Neiges d’antan

It is brilliantly sunny here, and cool and beautiful. The telephone rang, which it almost never does now since we e-mail and leave messages on cellular telephones. I was instantly transported to the twentieth century and indeed, it was a twentieth century person calling me — my yard man. He was at the plant store … More Neiges d’antan

Grigory Sokolov

And Chopin. We are in captivity and will not know our charges until December. But it is cool now after so many flaming months, and we can breathe in the limpid night. I am even wearing a light shawl. Axé.

Chilanga Banda

Here’s a dark video I don’t dare show in class, by the great Mexican band Café Tacuba. It is written entirely in Mexico City slang, but there is a translation right here. Here is a very different song by the same band I don’t dare show in class, again because it is too dark. I … More Chilanga Banda