051: white snow red as strawberries

Biked in the mountains (Sierra de los Órganos region?) all day before coming up to this sweet little house. We met the family and explored their property, eating fresh salted pineapple.






I could smell something wonderful coming from the hut where the kitchen was housed and wandered inside. Slicing yucca root into hot oil!


Freshly fried and salted; yucca chips are better than potato chips.


Lady of the house.


The various elements of our hearty lunch. Clockwise from left: rice & beans, boiled yucca (so versatile), pork, and a stew made of pumpkin, yucca, plantain and several types of squash.


We were told to dump them all into a bowl and squeeze some orange into the soup. Visually, not so hot. Taste-wise: delicious. The pumpkin was all melty and flavourful. Rice & beans were perfect. I don't care much for pork but it was nice and moist. The boiled yucca tasted like the hybrid of a turnip and a potato and was enhanced by the saltiness of the stew.

This was the best meal I had in Cuba and I saved it for last.