He calls it "a tear drop of booze".

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When I go to Dixie´s house and Humberto is there he greets me with happiness. When he is alone he drinks a small bottle of beer or a glass of wine and that´s it. He does not like to drink alone and Dixie cannot drink because of her heart problems. So when I´m there he asks me "would you like a teardrop of booze?" I go to the kitchen immediatly to get the cheese I have brought or some nuts or pistachios. He brings a couple of very tiny glasses we bought in Aruba (I have 2 here too for the same purpose) and fills it with half a glass of Jack Daniels. Today I wanted a teardrop of booze but I did not have JD. I gave all of mine to Humberto during the pandemia as I would be staying at their home. But the shoppers have brought me 2 tiny bottles of Johnny Walkers. Blonde, it said. I had not tasted it. If it is nasty, I can throw it down the drain, I thought. But it was very nice. So here I am, thinking about my friends and celebrating that they are almost home. SALUT! It will take a while before I can persuade Humberto to take me to the south of Chile aboard the sailboat. I want to eat loads of fresh King crab there. Just with homemade mayo. When Humberto is here, I´ll write a post about it only in capital letters although I think that it is against the rules. See you, friends.