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Raicilla Stories

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Raicilla Stories

Some years ago, I was staying in Yelapa at a friend’s palapa, and we ran out of Raicilla. So I went with him to the bar on the hill to get more. There was nobody there except a large bartender with two slits for eyes and a kind of red haze behind them. My friend asked for a bottle of raicilla.
The large gentleman reached behind for an empty vodka bottle, put in it a funnel, and filled it from the ‘garrafon’. Wrapping a piece of plastic around a bit of old corn cob and ramming it home as a cork, he handed it to my friend who paid him. Holding the bottle aloft we saw a fly floating around inside the bottle. Using his reasonably good Spanish, my friend said
“What is this fly doing in my bottle of Raicilla ?”.
Without the slightest hesitation, the bartender replied “El es muy contento” – (He is very happy)