Zongo le dió a Borondongo, indeed. So, Rita Jean and I tried to go to 1905 last night sans success (if you consider success having some victuals and not just drinks at the bar even though your friend is the tarbender). The place is what hipster kids would think is a traditional Frenchy bistro. We'll definitely go back during the week to actually eat.
But today's Pretty Pictures are a throwback to the golden days of La Música. I've been having Celia on the brain for a while now (to the Jayhawk's chagrin and drunky entertainment last night). So, with no further ado, I give you Celia Cruz and "Burundanga," which, in Rican, means "big fat mess" and in Colombian is a rooffie. Who knew? Celia's song makes a whole lot more sense now, though, huh?
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