We have spent three days in the soft little coastal town of Juan Griego to watch the sunsets. Nice town, the chinese own and run all the supermarkets, but here there is also a substantial number of arabs owning the shops with clothes. However, since we realized there is no fridge in our posada, we will move on tomorrow, to Posada El Capitan, in the coastal town of La Guardia a few miles down the coast.
Venezuelan food culture centers around the panaderia, with fresh bread, cakes, cheese, ham, coffee. I bought some groceries yesterday and was about to pay at the counter when I spotted the cheese "La vaca que rie".
- How much is that cheese? I asked in Spanish.
The cashier bent down and took up a bar of chocolate and put it in front of me.
- No not chocolate. I wonder about that cheese, in the round box.
She bent down again and took up a different bar of chocolate.
- No the cheese. Queso. La vaca que rie. The round box. How much?
- I dont know, she answered.
- You dont know?
- No, no idea.
- But maybe someone else who works here knows? I tried.
- Maybe. I have no idea who that should be.
- OK, just the bread and ham then, thankyou.
She looked very relieved.
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Were she a chinese? It sounds very Laughable (^_^)
/Abbe
Faktiskt inte. Kineserna brukar vara mer alerta i sitt yrke, eftersom de ar knutna till agandet via familjen. Daremot ar kineserna - som i princip ager samtliga kvartersbutiker med allmanna livsmedel - valdigt ointresserade av att ge personlig service om det inte leder till direkt forsalkjning. Om man fragar om nagot finns i butiken som inte finns, da svarar de bara NEJ, utan minsta lust att ge tips om hur man skaffar det.
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