An old dear activist friend arrived from New Mexico, despite this really bad weather. We've traveled to Cuba with him often. He's still going several times a year and keeps us close with unseen friends until we can travel there again.
He brought me a sack of dried chili pods and a sack of posole!
We had just picked up four pork center loin-rib roasts from Chinatown. Woo. We're gonna have fun now.
Or, as Vaquero put it, "He brought you a passel of love from a whole other part of the country." I thought that was a lovely way of putting it.