And when they woke… it had all been, but a dream.
With flavour Ibarra, Imbabura, Ecuador
The food appeared to be endless, for it was served abundantly and all day and all night. Inside the house, but mostly outside, where the grills were loaded with all types of meats, spicy sausages, and of course, pork rinds. Some of the spits included cuys, a kind of a field mouse, brought in from Pasto, in the south of Colombia, near Ecuador.
The dancing, extended out to the street, to the rhythms of salsa; since there were so many people arriving, they just didn’t fit inside the house. Still today, those days are remembered by the people; and it is said that during the good luck party, not even the street dogs went hungry.
An incontrovertible fact, witnessed by all present; is that as time went by, the dogs wouldn’t touch the corn arepas, even if they were well done, for they had definitely acquired the taste for the meats from the grills.
Till today, when somebody talks about being lucky, the reference is: as lucky as a Marroqui, or also: like a dog, in a rumba from Cali.
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