<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(http://www.mediafire.com/convkey/132c/qanv0vlare944wbzg.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><strong>Jaclyn Rosendahl</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Entrepreneur<br/><em>About Jaclyn</em> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289408.msg14241614#msg14241614)<br/> ‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾ </span></span></div></div><div class="floatright"><div align="center">(http://www.mediafire.com/convkey/cc45/8990emmy5sim49izg.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><strong>Jekesai</strong><br/><em>Guide</em><br/> ‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾ </span></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… she shrugs and heads for the bar … a low conversation with the bartender … he then announces …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  <strong>“One free drink for all. You may thank the American Gentleman!”</strong></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… a half dozen patrons head toward the bar … pick up their shot and wave toward Peter as they return to their tables … Jekesai heads back to ours …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “We decided to limit it to one drink each. You must realize please that today is a workday for these people and he ones here are this afternoon are unemployed and were unable to find work today. They may be drinking their families dinner money.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… I nod … take a sip of the stuff in front of me …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Peter, you recall our own American experiment with prohibition? The motivation for many of the women in the temperance union that was getting the paycheck home instead of a drunk. Hard to feed babies when all the week’s work has to show for it is a drunk. Some could see beyond that to the plague that alcohol imposed on women. Carrie Nation destroyed bars and remarked that paintings of nude women were all to often found in bars and that alcohol not only stole from the mouths of babies but turned women into objects of lust. We’re still fighting this today, women and the men who support equality.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… three bowls are placed in front of us … none matching … and a tasty odor announces what I’m beginning to think is the national dish … chicken with rice and vegetables in some sort of sauce … fairly heavily spiced too … perhaps to cover for meat somewhat past it’s ‘best served by’ date … take a tentative taste … Jekesai takes a forkful …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “The meat is good, Ms. Jaclyn. Even chicken sold in markets was live until that morning. Practical people with limited refrigeration out here in the country. We are carrying extra ice for the few provisions we need ot keep cool. Clean water is a bigger problem away from the municipal water systems.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… the mixture tastes good … reminiscent though less subtle of a dish I’ve had in both Spain and Portugal …</em></span></span><br/>