To say my Brazilian is a little rusty would be an understatement; there are sunken 15th century Portuguese caravels with less corrosion damage. So you can imagine the puzzled look I got when I asked a Brazilian on Lopes Mendes beach “donde esta la boat?” which I think is a combination of at least three languages, none of them in regular use in Brazil. But it’s amazing what you can convey with some ‘innovative’ hand waving…
The espanhola in the title refers to a drink which has inspired intense revulsion and fascination simultaneously… a reaction which demands an attempt at this beast. If it weren’t for a tropical storm, I would’ve experienced it already.
These are the ingredients: