I love raspadillas. They are snow cones, but the syrups are much better because they are made from real fruit. I sometimes find little ants in my raspadilla that somehow got into the syrup.
The vendors have hand-held metal devices that shave thin layers of ice off a big block.
This particular raspadilla stand has been here for years and is well known by everyone in Chiclayo. This man has been making raspadillas since he was a little boy; in fact, his mother, who is pictured here, sold raspadillas while she was pregnant with him. Cute!
yummy! can you bring one of those home to me and Bennett? (the drink, not the bee) Remeber that time you fed my tiny baby a blue snow cone? What a cute uncle you are. I am pretty sure that is why you are his favorite.
ReplyDeleteToday we were in the car and Natalee said (mind you totally out of the blue), "You know what I love? Slushies from Lagoon!" (then she started to tear up a little and poked out her lip) "I haven't had one in for ages!" (then she really started to cry). I assured her that we'd get a slushie sometime soon. Then I log in and see this. I'm glad she's not here or she'd really start to cry.
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