Otium cum dignitate is the Roman expression of a Greek concept (as is much of Roman culture, but not all, plus the Romans tend to bring something unique to their Greek appropriations) that translates into leisure with dignity.
Leisure with dignity. Yes please.
This is going to be short, quick, and dirty.
That’s what she said.
Okay, not so dirty after all. The beauty of writing an obscure blog is that I know exactly who reads it. All three people. And that is perfect. Well, a bit more than three people but not by much, so tip of the hat to all of you, whether you are in parched Australia, the beautiful Canadian West, the United States of America or Mother Europe. While I’m at it, let me check the stats to see where you’re from. Daaaamn. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised that when I start typing google analytics the first suggestions that pop up are of the less than wholesome kind. Dirty after all I guess. It’s not because of my search history I promise.
So the Ides of March are upon us again and I rolled out of bed thinking about Caesar. Not the drink but the man that was stabbed in the back, and other places, 2060 years ago today. I’m not sure how he would feel about being associated with such a boreal cocktail, but there you go.
Grilling is an integral part of the Diving & Chillin’ ethos. Wherever we travel, there needs to be a grill or at least people willing to sell us things from a grill. Roadside chicken in The Bahamas, dry rubbed smoked BBQ ribs in St-Martin, doritos crusted lionfish in Honduras, three ways shrimps in Mexico, yes, yes, yes and yes. Does not matter if it is true low and slow barbecue or fast and furious grilling. We don’t discriminate, good meat and heat just can’t be beat. Plus it pretty much equals civilization. Just like beer, shout out to Ninkasi.
I’ve never had any curiosity about Bacardi products. I don’t know if that comes from being turned off by the fluorescent breezer drinks at the grocery store, or the notion that anything produced in such leviathan-like proportions must of necessity be meh at best, and possibly even quite blah. However, after reading a history of the Bacardi family I grew a little intrigued, and I decided to educate myself by making cocktails keeping with Cuban drinkskultur. Please say hello to daiquiri, mojito and of course Cuba libre. For this experiment I chose Bacardi rums from opposite ends of the spectrum.