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Spanish Lesson: Reading Menus Like a Local
I was sipping an icy Presidente one blistering Tuesday in El Seibo when the waiter slid a handwritten menu across my table. Four stark words
June 12, 2025
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I was sipping an icy Presidente one blistering Tuesday in El Seibo when the waiter slid a handwritten menu across my table. Four stark words
I was two years into my life in Santo Domingo before I had my first proper scare. My friend Carlos had sworn that the bollitos
Mango’s sock crisis and my crash course in veterinary Spanish I found Mango on a rainy afternoon, shivering under a motoconcho outside Santiago’s Mercado Modelo.
First encounter with a Dominican halago The sun had barely bullied its way over the rooftops when Doña Mercedes spotted me lugging groceries up three
Where my Spanish truly turned pro I had lived in the Dominican Republic for six months before I realized my Spanish still belonged to textbooks.
The night a toast stitched me into a new family My first Dominican wedding unfolded in a breezy gazebo outside Puerto Plata. White chairs stood
An unexpected match on a humid Tuesday I was two months into life in the Dominican Republic when the dating app pinged. Her profile said
The first time I tried to sprinkle an idiom into Spanish conversation, I misfired so badly that my motoconcho driver almost crashed. We were weaving
The first time a Dominican friend asked me “¿Y la vaina?” I froze, unsure whether he was searching for a lost object, testing my vocabulary,
When you have lived in the Dominican Republic long enough, you get used to a certain rhythm of celebration. Birthdays erupt into perico ripiao at