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“Cheeseburger! Cheeseburger!”

Or, in Costa Rica, "Hamburgesa con queso! Hamburgesa con queso!" [ahm-bur-GAY-sah cone KAY-sew] It’s a mouthful. And, if you have a teenager, you say it a lot.

A good cheeseburger in Costa Rica is hard to come by. Beef here is not that great; it tends to be gristly and just not flavorful. This came as a surprise because the country is littered with gigantic cattle farms. Gigantic farms, not gigantic cattle.

A friend who owns such a farm told me they sell the good cuts of beef overseas. Costa Ricans don’t eat much beef . . . → Read More About “Cheeseburger! Cheeseburger!”

DISCLAIMER

I realize my fanaticism on a few topics, like sanitation, for example, is MY problem. I’m telling on me as much as on the shop. Things are different here and I’m a snob. In the states, it would be fine for me to be prissy and demand things be done according to the U.S. Department of Health standards. To what I’m used to. To "my standards" (ugh).

But I didn’t come here to live in a little U.S. with one department or another breathing down everyone’s neck telling them the "right" way to run their business, their jobs, their . . . → Read More About DISCLAIMER

Beauty Parlor Prices

In seven months, we’ve all had a little beautifying here… except Jal. With a good quality clipper and a #1, he’s his own barber. I get to clean up the back. Did you know that, when you get old, stray hair grows out of everywhere? But let’s not go there.

The boys have had excellent haircuts at our local salon for ¢1500 ($3). And I had a pretty good haircut for ¢2000 ($4). She wasn’t Jackie (Gray, my Key West beauty advisor, hair stylist and friend for over 20 years), but it was an ok trim. For the price, . . . → Read More About Beauty Parlor Prices

Old People Prices, Surfer Dude Service

Hola! Criticia Voluptuous Right-Right here. My mom gave me that name. Isn’t she funny? She says I can be a tad critical. Part of my charm. So let’s get started, shall we?

Last Wednesday morning I got my family and guests up early and we drove to Nosara for 3 days in the sun and surf. It’s a 5 1/2 hour drive, the first 4 1/2 hours on highway like in the picture at left: animals, hairpin curves, mongo potholes that drop thru to Kuala Lumpur, all whilst riding . . . → Read More About Old People Prices, Surfer Dude Service

Eating Out

You’ve heard all about Berny’s, our MOST favorite restaurant in Costa Rica. Tonight, you get to hear about the only other place where we look forward to eating which is, tragically, the food court at the mall. Perhaps with teenagers, that would be true anywhere. (We wouldn’t know. When you live in Key West, the closest mall is 100 miles away. Kinda far for dinner.)

At the food court, the boys get to have exactly what they want – which often requires trips to more than one bar – . . . → Read More About Eating Out

Who is Saratica?

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Life Is A Stage

Theatre arts is my bag. It’s what I’ve done at every opportunity for more years than I care to name. Acting, directing, stage managing, every job backstage from props to sound to lights, I even managed the box office for two years at the Red Barn Theatre. You name it, I’ve done it. I earned a bachelor’s in Drama as well as SAG, AFTRA and EQUITY memberships. With any luck, one day, this is all I’ll do. This and . . . → Read More About Life Is A Stage

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