“Nobody in life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get. But if you work really hard and are kind, amazing things will happen. I’m telling you, amazing things will happen. It’s true!”—Conan O’Brien
I consider myself a creative person. When it comes to brainstorming, I am a category 5 hurricane. Ideas, ideas, ideas… things I want to do; plans for my business; things I want to write about; people I should contact… I come up with a lot of these ideas while showering and driving (which is really a problem because I cannot write those down, and I lose them). The ones that I remember, I write those down in my journal book inside my purse. So I have all these ideas, I write them down and I start planning. The project manager in me starts identifying resources and time frame, and steps to be done. I start, and then… nothing. I’m a compulsive starter but I’m not a finisher. I consider this is my worse defect, and combined with my procrastination tendency it can stall me forever. I call it the “cold case syndrome”. My life is full of cold cases to be closed, but there is no Detective Rush to take care of it. You can notice that if you go through all the array of hobbies I’ve been involved: pottery, embroidering, knitting, papermaking… I have equipment for all of these, but I haven’t finished a project (well, I did complete some pottery projects: a 5-yr-old level mug and a cute cat that were required for class). The syndrome is clearly attenuated when it comes to work, because of those things called bosses and deadlines. When I started my own scrapbooking business (with no boss to follow up on me), my sisters were eskeptical about me starting another “embeleco”*. Fortunately, I’m proud to say that I’ve had my business for 5 years, and I’m loving every minute of it. Of course, even my personal scrapbooking passion cannot escape from my “cold case syndrome”: I have 14 unfinished scrapbook albums, and yet, every time I sit down to scrapbook, I’m only motivated to start a new album… One of the reasons I started this blog was to force myself to commit myself to retrain my brain. If I’m able to commit myself to write a blog daily (or almost daily) then I’d be reinforcing my capability of completing tasks, to close issues in my life, to move on in my life project. So far, I’m struggling. I’m not in my best mental shape right now. However, I have the desire to turn it around. And, believe it or not, writing here for no one for more than a month… I’ll call it my little victory. ;-)
Note to myself: gotta finish the 4 draft blog entries pending… (facepalm)
*embeleco = if you look up in the dictionary, it translates to fraud. However, in Puerto Rico, it means extravagance.
Disclaimer: I’m not a food critic. Let me phrase again: I can criticize food, but I don’t get paid for being a food critic. I really don’t know if I have a sophisticated palate, because I was raised with Puerto Rican comfort food and American fast food. However, I love food, I love eating (and I have the body to demonstrate it) and I think I can discern if something tastes good.
Today, to celebrate Marga’s birthday, we went to Varita, a woodburning rotisserie restaurant owned by internationally recognized Puerto Rican chef Wilo Benet and located at the Conrad Condado Plaza. Benet owns another restaurant in the same hotel, Pikayo, which was Marga’s first option; but after checking the menus, we decided our palate was going to be more satisfied by Varita’s options. The name Varita comes from the traditional form of roasting the pig in Puerto Rican cuisine, on a stick over wood (a la varita). Therefore, menu focuses on roasted pork, beef, and other pleasures of traditional Puerto Rican food.
The restaurant has a pleasant and casual atmosphere. When you enter, the aroma of roasted pork instantly makes you salivate. We were seated in a beautiful booth. Service was friendly and helpful. I know very little about wines, but we tried a Chef Selection Spanish red wine that was delicious (and nice in the budget). For appetizers, we order mini-alcapurrias, piononitos, sorullos and queso frito. All fritters were delightful. The dipping sauces were extraordinary. I’ve never tasted mayo-ketchup like that. For dinner, I had Porchetta Varita with crisp skin accompanied with mofongo. It consists of deliciously seasoned pieces of pork shaped like a cylinder wrapped in the skin of the pig, roasted in a rotating rotisserie until skin is crisp and the pork is tender and juicy. It is a HUGE piece, so you will take leftovers home (I did). Mofongo was delicious, with the right combination of sweet (from sweet plantains), starch (from green plantains) and salty crisp bacon. My sisters ordered steak, with came sizzling and juicy to the table. However, her arroz mamposteao was not cooked in the traditional way, although it was good, according to my sister. For dessert, I ordered tembleque (traditional coconut pudding) which was awesome, not overly sweet and a real coconut flavor. My sisters ordered mini brownies, which also were a delight. Every quarter sized mini-brownie came with a mini-scoop of ice cream on top. It was a delight.
The check is certainly a lot higher of what were are accustomed to. However, taking in consideration that we ordered wine, appetizers, dinner and dessert for 6, $300 (w/o tax or tip) was certainly worth it. In conclusion, the visit was a real pleasure, and I already know where I want to celebrate my birthday next year…
PS: I learned today that you can get inebriated with roasted pork…
PPS: I will add the pics tomorrow. My sister has the photos in her iPhone and we are both tired to deal with it.