One meal to go and we will have succeeded in our goal of eating every meal outdoors while in the Dominican Republic. Last night was special under clear tropical skies we are one edge of a large plaza. The table was illuminated by soft candle light and we were serenaded by strolling guitarists. Families gathered on the plaza with children running to and fro.
Santo Domingo sleeps later than Bangkok which is a more frentic place.
The curmudgeonette´s natural friendliness gets her in trouble in the tourist shops. They take that friendliness as interest in their wares. This was particularly true when we visited the large market specializing in things for tourists. The walk around the market was most interesting because that is where the locals trade; fruits, vegtable, grains, flours, flowers, meat...the dressed chicken in the full noonday sun with caged chickens awaiting their turn.
Dominican cuisine is nothing special. It is basically meat and starch with little spice. The lack of spice shoots a hole in my theory that countries in hot climates use a lot of pepper, e.g., Thailand, India, Mexico, etc.
Now...home again.
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