by Kevin Carrel Footer I am sitting in the Puerto Rico Cafe on Calle Alsina. The blades of a ceiling fan are spinning above my head and the street door is open in the vain hope that either the hot air will be tricked out into the street or that passers-by will be tricked in….
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Delicious article, Kevin! A perfect Sunday morning musing which brings back one of the great city’s most particular charms, those cafes with such character it is as if each is a world entirely of its own. As you note, the Puerto Rico is so attractive and so oddly empty! We love Las Ramblas in Recoleta, too. A very cozy neighborhood feel, near Maria Susanna, old wood, crusty old waiters, and the best steak sandwich anywhere. Love to you both! XO BB