047: remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

While I would love to bike around the Cuban countryside all day, listening to Gulag Orkestar or Song Islands, at one point we stopped to go to the beach. Though I've done all that bronze cross nonsense, I'm not too into swimming. Digging my toes into the rising and falling tide was enough for me.


Set up camp in a little hut that looked out over the expansive powder blue sea.


Lovely Jose had a sac full of food which he emptied onto the table. But I'd never seen a combination quite like this: bread rolls, chicken hot dogs, green tomatoes, sardines, guava jelly, mayonnaise, and a piquant red sauce.


Starving, I crafted a hot dog and sardine sandwich with tomates, some mayo and the red stuff. I'd never eaten a sardine before so I pulled out that little thing that looks like a SPINAL COLUMN and tossed it aside. All in all, to a starving foodblogger with heatstroke, this sandwich tasted fine. The sand still stuck in my camera is not fine. Canon will be receiving large package soon.


Later, we cut off slabs of the guava jelly and ate it between bread for dessert. Delicious and not atkins-friendly.


**Two days later**
We stopped for a picnic in a town square and the boys began unpacking the same food. Check out brave Jose, opening a tin of fish with a large knife. Also, check out his bandaged finger. What a champ.


Bowl of seasoned sardines. Jesus.


My reason for posting this picture is to make you feel sick. Did it work?


Later, I asked our local guide David how he maintained high energy yet we never saw him eating (especially not any hot dog or sardine sandwiches). He chuckled and stealthily ran across the street and came back with a pizza! Guess what kind? Ham and cheese!