Choking on Cubed Ham
We were relieved to finally enroll Stu into Spanish classes at the University of Buenos Aires. Monday-Thursday he will take afternoon classes. I work from about 10-7 everyday. In the evenings we cook dinner, drink wine and go to events.
Last Thursday I went to Spanglish, a speed date style language exchange. Every Tuesday-Thursday Spanglish offers a chance to practice language skills and meet new people. $15 pesos includes admission and a cocktail.
Friday before heading out Stu, and I drank a little wine and snacked on some cheese. The grocery store delis here sell ready made picadas, small assortments of meat, cheese and olives.
While unwrapping, a sizeable cube of ham fell to the floor and was forgotten. Moments later an aggressive growling came from below. We looked down to see Carlos choking merrily on the ham. When Stuart tried to retrieve the meat from him the cat became wild and scratched violently. The kitten refused to release and clamped down. Stu felt the need to reprimand the cat, although I am sure he could easily relate to the feline’s drooling lust for cured pork products.


Hey Stu, that reminds me of a Cretan Cat