It’s Semana Santana here in Nicaragua, the week before Easter Sunday. It’s a cause for celebration, parties, and time spent with family. It’s also a time to eat the delicious traditional foods of Semana Santa. I bought 8 pounds of cheese in Managua so my wife Isamar’s mother Adela could make Rosquia, delicious rings made of corn and cheese. They are traditionally dipped in coffee. A delicious combination, trust me. We also made pan, or homeade bread. A favorite is almibar, which is made of jocote, mango, papaya, coconut, cinnamon, and dulce (cane sugar). The flavor is hard to describe, and unlike anything I’ve ever had, but you must try it. It is out of this world!
This week is a time of many parties. Here’s a photo of my neighbor Armando, the brother of Maria (who I bought the property from). He stopped by one morning to sip on his Mombacho (a rough and cheap local liquor), shoot the breeze, and ultimately pass out in a chair on the porch. Isamar’s brother and our watchman, Rolando Jr. (nicknamed Negro) has trained one of roosters to fight. He took it to the local ring in town, and put most of his monthly caretaker salary on it to win. Well, him and his buddies ended up winning big, and they celebrated with a lot of Tona.
Around the house, things are as tranquil as ever. Our dog Chela, which was born last November, is already as big as her mother, Chela. She enjoys playing with our cat Mesita, often putting her entire head in her mouth and carefully shaking it. Isamar’s sisters have been coming over to climb our jocote trees to pick and eat the ripe, delicious fruit. Negro is busy every morning watering our plants and trees. My wife Isamar and I often walk around the property admiring our growing trees. Our mango and orange trees are now bearing fruit.