We Are Back & Partying Down in San Juan

oh, yes after all my bitching & complaining the lights are on and we are back to partying @ Paseo Caribe on Friday night. Oh yes.


Rain On a Plastic Tarp Roof…In America?


Today is 288 days since Maria made landfall and 301 days since Irma made landfall on Puerto Rico. AEE reports that 99.90% of the homes and businesses have power. Unfortunately, that still leaves 1,527 customers without power. Disintegrating Tropical Storm Beryl is swinging by on Monday with rains that could damage the already weak infrastructure.



Puerto Rico Gov. Ricardo Rossello said at a news conference Sunday afternoon that the island could experience power outages when the storm’s remnants passed over on Monday, according to the AP. He also urged people without sturdy roofs to move in with relatives or one of 24 government shelters that have opened. More than 1,500 power customers remain in the dark more than nine months after Maria, and some 60,000 people still have only tarps for roofs.

“I’m praying for all the brothers who are still living under a plastic roof,” said Alfonso Lugo in the southeastern Puerto Rico town of Humacao. “They’re the ones who are suffering the most now. They’re the ones who have been forgotten.”


Hurricane Beryl


Gracias Chef José Andrés por estar siempre allí para ayudar. Thank you Chef José Andrés for always being there to help.

 Although Hurricane is expected to dissipate over the coming days, our Chef Relief Team is closely monitoring the storm. are activated and stand ready to serve through our kitchens and food truck network.

First Sight Of The City

For years now, I have owned myself and chose my lovers more for status than conversation. After you, all is impossible of even balancing out. Days pass, summer opens to the wish that I find you on my stoop at 6:30. Two suitcases and roses.


Please realize that in NYC, we have stoops. Up the stairs to your townhouse and the landing in front of the door or the very bottom stair in front of your house is called the stoop in my family, anyway.




I’d do anything and have to keep this in and you anything 

and have to keep from hearing.

Olga Broumas




Of course,

you can see the hunger

in my eyes more clearly

than ever recognize yours

were you to stand eyes

to mirror and examine

the depth of needs

you act out daily


You lie to yourself


using every instrument

of vision    binoculars

and telescope to scan 

the horizon rather than

look into my eyes

and glimpse yourself

 alone   just as hungry

as breathless with desire


you are so unaccustomed 

to apotheosis   that ecstasy   

being wide open

like sky

though we sleep windows

doors flung aside

wake at sunrise to watch

blue to pink   lights

on the bridge the only seperation

of night and ocean

even then I must ask

for your embrace

though we share this

purely before

our defenses have wakened


what pulls you away

from me    after

we have made unabashed

love for hours intuitively

amorcito   in sleep you

lay your head on my breasts

content   our breath  our hearts


and full