she said, “what’s in it?” and he said, “my heart” (a true story from the tertulia)

A tertulia is “a kind of literary salon, only more fun” in Spain and Latin America, said the invitation from Laura.

“Our cheap domestic knockoff is really just an excuse to gather some of our most fascinating creative pals for conversation, confabulation, imbibification and — we dare to hope — a few performed works from the troubadours, jesters, songsmiths and assorted scribblers we count among us.”

Sometimes Downtown goes magical. I’m not kidding. Narrow brick alleys with fairylights balance out 90-degree heat beautifully. Cocktails and good company on beat-up corner couches help.

(The drink to which the title refers is the Orange Blush, pictured below. We wanted mojitos; they had no more mint. We requested a sweet-yet-refreshing mystery cocktail; the bartender was ingenious.)

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