tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15232076125691488632008-05-13T07:51:40.840-07:00Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-69986589313406373122008-04-20T16:04:00.000-07:002008-04-20T16:12:59.125-07:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">buen amigo, profesor de danza y què rico cocina nuestro entrañable Balma.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/SAvN-UozQ2I/AAAAAAAABNg/v6qUjQvlM7s/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/SAvN-UozQ2I/AAAAAAAABNg/v6qUjQvlM7s/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/SAvN-kozQ3I/AAAAAAAABNo/_Tpf3JkGKfA/s1600-h/IMG_0019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/SAvN-kozQ3I/AAAAAAAABNo/_Tpf3JkGKfA/s320/IMG_0019.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div>Siempre atentos a su pròxima visita comenzamos a prepararnos para los desayunos con tortilla de papas a la española que nos espera, las cenas que mientras las elabora disfruta con picardìa su èxito seguro y para que comentar la felicidad de las damas al vernos liberadas de la cocina. Es el momento en que nos toca unir mesas para que haya sitio para amigos y familia<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-2309285231066670632008-04-20T15:36:00.000-07:002008-04-20T15:38:03.018-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/SAvFyEozQ1I/AAAAAAAABNY/EleCmXv_GOI/s1600-h/P1010157.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/SAvFyEozQ1I/AAAAAAAABNY/EleCmXv_GOI/s320/P1010157.JPG" border="0" /></a> <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <br /><br /><br /><br /> Balma entre alumnos del Ballet Español de Cuba<div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-17579695976463327262008-04-20T15:26:00.000-07:002008-04-20T15:28:24.686-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/SAvDhUozQ0I/AAAAAAAABNQ/iKtim3YvfFk/s1600-h/P3210003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/SAvDhUozQ0I/AAAAAAAABNQ/iKtim3YvfFk/s320/P3210003.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />con su hija Miren paseando por mi ciudad que tambièn es suya<div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-82860170906683234782008-03-21T20:57:00.000-07:002008-03-21T21:03:35.608-07:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R-SFEw_B1bI/AAAAAAAABNI/zo57lyJFSlc/s1600-h/IMG_0047.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R-SFEw_B1bI/AAAAAAAABNI/zo57lyJFSlc/s320/IMG_0047.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div> Italia, Irlanda, Canadà, Guatemala y Cuba..., diferentes idiomas y un mismo lenguaje:<br /> <strong>la amistad</strong><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-78198726448441648372008-03-18T18:14:00.000-07:002008-03-21T18:49:48.760-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R-BrKccmkEI/AAAAAAAABM4/u1r2hikdTfo/s1600-h/IMG_0044.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; clear: both; float: right;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R-BrKccmkEI/AAAAAAAABM4/u1r2hikdTfo/s320/IMG_0044.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Joan... distinguida dama canadiense de 80 años llegò a casa para convertirse en nuestra huesped de honor.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Con esta especial visita pudimos indentificarnos mas<br />con la nobleza, sencillez e inteligencia del pueblo<br />canadiense<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R-BrK8cmkFI/AAAAAAAABNA/9uyh7x0BlM0/s1600-h/IMG_0041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; clear: both; float: right;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R-BrK8cmkFI/AAAAAAAABNA/9uyh7x0BlM0/s320/IMG_0041.jpg" border="0" /></a><div style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-45112591779841054972008-03-18T17:57:00.000-07:002008-03-21T18:52:05.951-07:00<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R-BmMscmkDI/AAAAAAAABMw/x-bTXHfQ4MI/s1600-h/IMG_0054.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R-BmMscmkDI/AAAAAAAABMw/x-bTXHfQ4MI/s320/IMG_0054.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div>nos relata que, al fin pudo hacer realidad su sueño de viajar a Cuba. Con su espìritu indomable cuenta historias sobre su numerosa familia y de su dedicaciòn al magisterio mientras disfruta de un bien cargado daiquirì. Vino acompañada por su hija Natali quien con orgullo y esmero la<br />complace.<br /><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-56452503125193423262008-02-13T20:41:00.000-08:002008-02-13T20:50:55.528-08:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R7PIrXQb1gI/AAAAAAAABMc/-gYWrIZHngU/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R7PIrXQb1gI/AAAAAAAABMc/-gYWrIZHngU/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R7PIrnQb1hI/AAAAAAAABMk/h7NpIxxVe78/s1600-h/IMG_0010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R7PIrnQb1hI/AAAAAAAABMk/h7NpIxxVe78/s320/IMG_0010.jpg" border="0" /></a> Erika, Bàrbara y otros amigos<div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-49423699476186509722008-02-13T20:18:00.000-08:002008-02-13T20:32:16.967-08:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R7PEQnQb1dI/AAAAAAAABME/xtbN-7d4sJs/s1600-h/IMG_0005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R7PEQnQb1dI/AAAAAAAABME/xtbN-7d4sJs/s320/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R7PERHQb1eI/AAAAAAAABMM/tbHMZNyJ8BQ/s1600-h/IMG_0004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R7PERHQb1eI/AAAAAAAABMM/tbHMZNyJ8BQ/s320/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R7PETnQb1fI/AAAAAAAABMU/VKcSe0RGPws/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R7PETnQb1fI/AAAAAAAABMU/VKcSe0RGPws/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-4189828251830804602008-01-23T18:50:00.000-08:002008-01-23T18:55:47.154-08:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R5f-MeU92AI/AAAAAAAABJ4/j1CHWe3cyYg/s1600-h/IMG_0010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R5f-MeU92AI/AAAAAAAABJ4/j1CHWe3cyYg/s320/IMG_0010.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br />Asi llamamos a ese rico cafè que nos acompaña todos los dias.<br />Dicen que vino despues de la revolucion en Haiti cuando llegaron los Franceses que huian de este acontecimiento y se asentaron en el Oriente. <br />Poco a poco se fue expandiendo a todo el pais, siempre en zonas montañosas que es donde con la altura es mas favorable su cultivo. Se tejen leyendas e historias de amor como la del famoso cafetal Angerona en las afueras de la Habana. Inspirador de canciones y pregones tambièn es usado como remedios caseros por sus propiedades, amargo para los borrachos, con salvia para aclarar la voz y como un ritual cada mañana la taza pequeña, fuerte y dulce del tipo que cada persona prefiere.<br />En casa tambien es asi, el Turquino con un excelente bouquet es nuestro preferido. Saborear el nectar negro es un placer para todos los hombres y mujeres de cualquier raza que habitamos esta Isla.<div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-51446660927104527292007-12-29T17:44:00.001-08:002007-12-29T17:50:48.919-08:00<span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">...que nuestros errores sirvan para que seamos mejores seres humanos<br /><br />y que los logros sean nuestra guìa en este nuevo año<br /><br />FELIZ AÑO NUEVO!<br /><br /><br /></span></span>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-31803759635119704162007-12-27T07:15:00.000-08:002007-12-27T08:07:48.220-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R3PMtWNTExI/AAAAAAAABGs/Drh7PTjEQkA/s1600-h/IMG_0021.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R3PMtWNTExI/AAAAAAAABGs/Drh7PTjEQkA/s320/IMG_0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148683878442144530" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R3PKsmNTEwI/AAAAAAAABGk/jt9bLrAb4oc/s1600-h/IMG_0009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R3PKsmNTEwI/AAAAAAAABGk/jt9bLrAb4oc/s320/IMG_0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148681666533987074" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /> <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R3PEDWNTEtI/AAAAAAAABGQ/sWv00zcG16A/s1600-h/IMG_0004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R3PEDWNTEtI/AAAAAAAABGQ/sWv00zcG16A/s320/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Maria y Nicolo dedicaron una larga jornada de sus vacaciones para deleitarnos con algunos platos de comida italina y con motivo del cumpleaños de Maria<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R3PED2NTEuI/AAAAAAAABGY/PRHitDziSdY/s1600-h/IMG_0009.jpg"></a><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-22358224793774401922007-12-25T01:05:00.000-08:002007-12-25T17:36:02.513-08:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R3DJCmNTEsI/AAAAAAAABGI/C93ff-2nmQA/s1600-h/IMG_0071.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R3DJCmNTEsI/AAAAAAAABGI/C93ff-2nmQA/s320/IMG_0071.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><br /><br />esta noche de Navidad no fue sòlo para mi la celebraciòn del nacimiento de Jesùs,<br />fue recordar y vivir....màs de 15 años sin vernos y hoy fuè la cita en nuestra casa con Angel y Ofelita, èl quien fue mi profesor de guitarra (intento fallido de mi parte...), y ambos con quien compartì tiempos muy felices que nos dejaron un saldo de uniòn para siempre.<br />Esa guitarra que en incontables ocasiones hacìa que nos sorprendiera el dìa... hoy regresò a mi, esta noche viajè en la màquina del tiempo!<br /><br />Ah! hubo una pequeña diferencia.... ya no eran mis pequeñas hijas quienes revoloteaban por casa ni los hijos de Angel y Ofelia, esta vez fue mi nieta de 5 años (tengo otra de ocho) quien correteaba. Ellos con orgullo hablaron de sus nietos y las horas fueron cortas para contarnos historias.<div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-48662481994731047772007-12-25T00:00:00.000-08:002007-12-25T00:22:18.293-08:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R3C9emNTEoI/AAAAAAAABFo/cpEzbFsVMdo/s1600-h/IMG_0050.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R3C9emNTEoI/AAAAAAAABFo/cpEzbFsVMdo/s320/IMG_0050.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div> una noche especial entre amigos, clientes y familia<br /><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R3C9mGNTEpI/AAAAAAAABFw/lSiPz3ic1K0/s1600-h/IMG_0052.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R3C9mGNTEpI/AAAAAAAABFw/lSiPz3ic1K0/s320/IMG_0052.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div> <br /> con Los Sauces....a bailar! <br /><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R3C9sGNTEqI/AAAAAAAABF4/3Y1wrWM41Ow/s1600-h/IMG_0062.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R3C9sGNTEqI/AAAAAAAABF4/3Y1wrWM41Ow/s320/IMG_0062.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div> <br /><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R3C9uWNTErI/AAAAAAAABGA/sxM6hlAqTGc/s1600-h/IMG_0017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R3C9uWNTErI/AAAAAAAABGA/sxM6hlAqTGc/s320/IMG_0017.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div> celebran junto a nosotros Anne y Patric, de Australia<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-7753615167064184832007-12-06T13:34:00.000-08:002007-12-12T04:50:08.610-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R1_Y1djfA3I/AAAAAAAAA9w/TQGbzslc0j4/s1600-h/IMG_0032.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R1_Y1djfA3I/AAAAAAAAA9w/TQGbzslc0j4/s320/IMG_0032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143067712458523506" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R1htDNjfAjI/AAAAAAAAA6c/G5ze17J0A18/s1600-h/IMG_0037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R1htDNjfAjI/AAAAAAAAA6c/G5ze17J0A18/s320/IMG_0037.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div> El oasis para los habaneros de las zonas de El Vedado y Miramar<br /><br />Hacen falta unos tenis para evadir arrecifes, erizos y hasta cambiamos la arena por piso de concreto y algunos duros bancos. Todo esto como idea inicial no produce mucho entusiasmo, sin embargo, què swim tiene este lugar...aquì hay una quìmica especial entre la naturaleza y la gente, es mezclar vivencias y sueños. Durante las vacaciones de verano la juventud ameniza y contagia con su alegria mientras que los menos jovenes y los niños encuentran tambièn su espacio. En los dias invernales como el de hoy nos regala su belleza natural.<br /><br /><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R1htENjfAkI/AAAAAAAAA6k/nKsVotCdtzg/s1600-h/IMG_0033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/R1htENjfAkI/AAAAAAAAA6k/nKsVotCdtzg/s320/IMG_0033.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-61315341696945985872007-10-24T16:44:00.000-07:002007-10-24T16:49:00.774-07:00Estimulante, vigorizante trago cubano y sabroso ademàs<br /><br />. 1 lìnea de ron blanco<br />. zumo de medio limòn<br />. 1/2 cucharada de miel de abeja<br /> remover y agregar cubitos de hielo al gusto<br /><br />Cuenta la historia que durante la guerra de liberaciòn contra el colonialismo español este trago era degustado por lo mambises para renovar sus fuerzas y continuar en combate. En aquel entonces era preparado con aguardiente.Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-73030119592530395782007-10-12T20:27:00.000-07:002007-10-12T20:38:55.474-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RxA7ZRNVicI/AAAAAAAAA3c/x44or2s_Dls/s1600-h/IMG_0041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RxA7ZRNVicI/AAAAAAAAA3c/x44or2s_Dls/s320/IMG_0041.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />En La Habana encontramos lo antiguo mezclado con lo moderno. Todavìa vemos en algunos <blockquote></blockquote>lugares vitrolas que rememoran la ciudad de hace sesenta o setenta años <blockquote></blockquote><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RxA7ZhNVidI/AAAAAAAAA3k/-kMcB01EElA/s1600-h/IMG_0042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RxA7ZhNVidI/AAAAAAAAA3k/-kMcB01EElA/s320/IMG_0042.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><blockquote></blockquote><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RxA7ZhNVieI/AAAAAAAAA3s/LWrjpxnKNck/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RxA7ZhNVieI/AAAAAAAAA3s/LWrjpxnKNck/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />y en los patios de las casas, exòticas aves como las "gallinas de guinea" que abundaban en los grandes palacios hace dos o tres siglos.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />en sus calles autos muy antiguos que compiten con otros mas modernos<br /><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /><br /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-19129303913180344492007-10-12T20:03:00.000-07:002007-10-12T20:10:35.504-07:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RxA3JxNViYI/AAAAAAAAA28/N4IiRlXQh1Y/s1600-h/IMG_0025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RxA3JxNViYI/AAAAAAAAA28/N4IiRlXQh1Y/s320/IMG_0025.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RxA3KBNViZI/AAAAAAAAA3E/25cCIwN-bz8/s1600-h/IMG_0006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RxA3KBNViZI/AAAAAAAAA3E/25cCIwN-bz8/s320/IMG_0006.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RxA3KRNViaI/AAAAAAAAA3M/gjwCP_jygQE/s1600-h/IMG_0011-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RxA3KRNViaI/AAAAAAAAA3M/gjwCP_jygQE/s320/IMG_0011-1.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RxA3KhNVibI/AAAAAAAAA3U/YdRh9sXThW0/s1600-h/IMG_0004-4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RxA3KhNVibI/AAAAAAAAA3U/YdRh9sXThW0/s320/IMG_0004-4.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-36566194771272793232007-09-19T21:38:00.000-07:002007-09-19T21:45:39.725-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RvH68dcRCxI/AAAAAAAAAsk/61CKrnDeRXM/s1600-h/IMG_0002-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RvH68dcRCxI/AAAAAAAAAsk/61CKrnDeRXM/s320/IMG_0002-1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><br /><br />Y sin demora nos enfrascamos en combinar colores para<br /><br />cambiar el look de casa.<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RvH689cRCyI/AAAAAAAAAss/v-O95oKvbEA/s1600-h/IMG_0007-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RvH689cRCyI/AAAAAAAAAss/v-O95oKvbEA/s320/IMG_0007-1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><br /><br />Aqui tenemos a Vìctor quien siempre nos coopera en tan<br /><br />laboriosa tarea mientras que yo estoy reclamando un<br /><br />sabroso cafecito....<div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-25031427508951126352007-09-19T21:07:00.000-07:002007-09-19T21:14:47.357-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RvHzDtcRCwI/AAAAAAAAAsc/c6bnQdvNvrA/s1600-h/IMG_0011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RvHzDtcRCwI/AAAAAAAAAsc/c6bnQdvNvrA/s320/IMG_0011.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Colette con destino a Martinica despuès de estar una semana entre nosotros.<div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-38300664861327244182007-09-11T16:57:00.000-07:002007-09-21T10:19:50.418-07:00<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RucrlAeHbSI/AAAAAAAAAqw/TqC0MO7kPME/s1600-h/IMG_0026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RucrlAeHbSI/AAAAAAAAAqw/TqC0MO7kPME/s320/IMG_0026.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div>Esta hermosa imagen de el Sagrado Corazòn de Jesùs la encontramos en los jardines de los sacerdotes que ofician en la Catedral de La Habana. Con expresiòn benevolente ofrece su bendiciòn quizàs pensando en los contrastes y contradicciones de la humanidad, tanta probreza para unos, el pan de cada dìa para otros y en la ambiciòn de los ricos.<br />Con una mano en el corazòn uniòn y paz parece pedir....<div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-56859145107972771282007-09-07T13:39:00.000-07:002007-09-07T13:41:52.188-07:00<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RuG3KgeHbRI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/dfAkinVqxnk/s1600-h/IMG_0029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RuG3KgeHbRI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/dfAkinVqxnk/s320/IMG_0029.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br />Antonio Gades, querido y admirado por todos nosotros quien con la fuerza de su danza nos trasmitìa el espìritu de lo mejor del flamenco y la danza española. En la Plaza de la Catedral se luce una escultura suya en broce recostada a una de sus columnas, se perpetua en ella su imagen y la imperecedera indentidad que tenemos cubanos y españoles. Sus restos mortales se guardan en el Oriente del paìs como ùltima voluntad de sus deseos.<div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-30478665804373669782007-08-31T20:14:00.000-07:002007-08-31T20:15:02.374-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RtjZNAeHbPI/AAAAAAAAAqA/oIIk-uRQ2zc/s1600-h/IMG_0009-2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RtjZNAeHbPI/AAAAAAAAAqA/oIIk-uRQ2zc/s320/IMG_0009-2.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RtjZNQeHbQI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Q-XGniVg654/s1600-h/IMG_0011-3.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RtjZNQeHbQI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Q-XGniVg654/s320/IMG_0011-3.JPG" border="0" /></a> <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Digna representaciòn de Canadà, Italia, Belgica y Cuba. <br /><br />Charo estaba pasando unos dias con nosotros y sin esperarlo empezaron a llegar<br /><br />otros buenos amigos. <br /><br />Se armò la fiesta!<div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-90259405028643507582007-08-18T00:56:00.001-07:002007-08-18T01:50:53.878-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RsarrAeHbOI/AAAAAAAAAow/9RWIpMZHlk0/s1600-h/Gent.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RsarrAeHbOI/AAAAAAAAAow/9RWIpMZHlk0/s320/Gent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099952383392705762" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">Unas vacaciones en la ciudad de Gent, Bèlgica, sigue siendo una experiencia enriquecedora para mi. </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">Ciudad de estilo medieval a cincuenta kilòmetros de Bruselas me siento como si hubiese vuelto atràs en el tiempo, me transporta a la edad media cuando de pronto me despierta la proximidad de un tram (tranvìa), el sonido de coches y reodeada de la vida moderna.<br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">Dividida por canales es fàcil de recorrer, cargada de historia y monumentos. Castillo de los Condes, la iglesia Sint-Niklaaskerk, la catedral Sint-Baafskathedral y tantos otros que tu belleza me conmueve. Caminar sin rumbo por las calles, perderme en tus recovecos esperando encontrarme con un caballero de armadura...... no me despido de ti, sòlo hasta pronto!</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br /></p><br /><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br /></p>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-76220329163164981952007-07-03T19:21:00.001-07:002007-07-03T19:58:13.198-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RosFpPjhYeI/AAAAAAAAAj0/f7O9htmoCO8/s1600-h/IMG_0006-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RosFpPjhYeI/AAAAAAAAAj0/f7O9htmoCO8/s320/IMG_0006-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083162810526032354" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Nos conocimos en Facebook y a los pocos dias durante su visita a Cuba tuve la agradable sorpresa de compartir una buena tarde con ella y sus hermanos en casa.<br /><br />Saludos y afectos Theresa!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RosFpfjhYfI/AAAAAAAAAj8/CqtueJIebo0/s1600-h/IMG_0008-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RosFpfjhYfI/AAAAAAAAAj8/CqtueJIebo0/s320/IMG_0008-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083162814820999666" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Kevin y Lori hermanos de Theresa. Y muy concentrado abriendo una cerveza nuestro<br />amigo mùsico de Eslovenia.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RosFpvjhYgI/AAAAAAAAAkE/vNNrio6BnSM/s1600-h/IMG_0009-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/RosFpvjhYgI/AAAAAAAAAkE/vNNrio6BnSM/s320/IMG_0009-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083162819115966978" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Despuès de un animado dia por las calles de La Habana se reunen en la sala de casa Cheryl, Martin, Hallie y Jean intercambiando vivencias y en espera de un refrescante mojito que Pepe elaboraba.Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523207612569148863.post-45699485730086274362007-06-23T13:05:00.000-07:002007-06-23T14:58:09.151-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/Rn2S2hFNzcI/AAAAAAAAAgg/WDxXQen7rpw/s1600-h/IMG_0064.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/Rn2S2hFNzcI/AAAAAAAAAgg/WDxXQen7rpw/s320/IMG_0064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079377420034624962" border="0" /></a>fiesta de olores, colores y sabores<br />una de nuestras mas genuinas tradiciones<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/Rn2OwhFNzaI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/mYfI5c6YhQo/s1600-h/IMG_0025.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/Rn2OwhFNzaI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/mYfI5c6YhQo/s320/IMG_0025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079372918908898722" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/Rn2OwxFNzbI/AAAAAAAAAgY/_Q_SJgDp-Ts/s1600-h/IMG_0068.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/Rn2OwxFNzbI/AAAAAAAAAgY/_Q_SJgDp-Ts/s320/IMG_0068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079372923203866034" border="0" /></a>museo del ron<br /><br /><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/Rn2HPRFNzXI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ODS7dOdGbG8/s1600-h/IMG_0054.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Fy4zPT0DRk/Rn2HPRFNzXI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ODS7dOdGbG8/s320/IMG_0054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079364651096853874" border="0" /></a>Como preparar un mojito:<br /><br />ingredientes para un vaso...<br />2 ramas de hierba buena fresca<br />1 linea de ron blanco<br />1 cucharadita de azucar<br />2 onzas de agua carbonatada<br />1 cucharada de zumo de limon<br />3 cubitos de hielo<br />Macerar la hierba buena con el azucar, agregar en el siguiente orden: ron, limon, agua carbonatada, (revolver) hielo y servir adornado el vaso con una ramita de hierba buena.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">daiquirì:<br />1 lìnea de ron blanco<br />1 cucharadita de azucar<br />1 cucharada de zumo de limon<br /> hielo picado<br />Se unen los ingredientes y se pasan por espacio de un minuto en la licuadora<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"> </div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022916858753412731noreply@blogger.com