Spanish BBQ

I went to a barbeque at my cousin's friend's house last night! I tried some new snacks, learned Spanish curse words, and met an adorable pug named Leo.

As soon as we walked up to the home, everybody came out to greet us. I was immediately asked if I wanted a Bloody Mary, and, of course, my answer was yes.

We headed to the back patio to start a fire, and without starter fluid, that was an interesting ordeal. It may or may not have been started with the help of a hair dryer.

With the fire started, the barbacoa was laid on the barbecue pit, and we focused on snacks as we waited for the meat to be done.

Here on the island, people eat a lot of seafood, so one of the snacks offered was canned muscles. They were not very appealing to the eye, but they were delicious! Especially when eaten on a potato chip. Olives, pickles, sausage, cheese and crackers were among the other snacks offered.

While we waited for the main course to get done, I was introduced to Leo, an old pug who has a big eye and is going deaf. He's terribly cute and goofy as can be. He barks at who knows what from time to time, and his bark is a perfect "woof."

The barbacoa was served with a salad and was amazing! The salad had chopped cucumber, tomato, and little bits of soft cheese in it. It was dressed with vinegar and olive oil.

The nine of us sat around the table, eating, drinking, and talking. Of course, I couldn't understand most of the conversation, but Heather and her friend Violeta helped fill me in. We gossiped and joked and I even learned some Spanish curse words and phrases that I'd never heard before! It was a lot of fun.