This is my first post for livesanjuan.com, I’ve wanted to write before but it’s complicated when the kids are on vacation and free all the time. Many thanks to the other writers, who have kept this blog up, I really like what they’re doing and it’s their efforts that have really pushed me to start writing.
I’m not a professional writer so I’m just going to write the way I talk and do it as fast as I can. I’ll keep posting about things I enjoy doing, music worth listening …

Oak barrels aging the rum
The worlds best rums are made in Puerto Rico. Some people would like to argue with that. Specially if they are from any of our neighboring Caribbean islands. But sadly for them, they are not the one writing this blog…sooo Puerto Rico’s rums are the best. Period.
This is going to be an anecdote about trying to find a good rum, in Old San Juan. Not that it’s hard to find, or there’s a drought going on. With all the bars in this small city, I’m amazed …

Candela
When there are so many bars and taverns in one place as Old San Juan, standing out becomes the primary goal of any bar owner who wishes to stay on top of the game. The most important part of any tavern is the bar: the oasis that must service the patrons. Nobody wants to drink in an Oasis where the water is dark and murky or where the surrounding vegetation is decayed and ugly.
How it looks is usually the first clue as to how it will taste. The same principle …

Finally, I’m about to talk about food. I’ve put this off as much as I can, because I’m not a food “connoisseur.” But I am still going to talk about it. Why? Because I love food and I love cooking! I’m not a pretentious elitist that believes food should be grueling work. Food is not something to over-think or to judge. In fact, we are lucky to be able to think about food in any other way besides survival.
I am of the belief that food should be appreciated for the …

“You can check out anytime you like, but you can never leave”
Ladies and gentlemen gather around, gather round and hear the voices from those who have disappeared! Vanished! Into the night. Nothing but their clothes and close items were found, and then their voices called from beyond! You stand near, from where the devils hand, was said to appear, to snatch foolish soldiers who dared venture the dark. Welcome to the Castle San Cristobal, and welcome to The Devil’s Guerite!
Actually its not that freaky, its more like a natural occurrence …