Three shots of Cuban coffee, and you'll be ready to go dig bin Laden out of his cave bare-handed.
YEARS ago, my friend Joaquin had me taste a little cup his mom made for his dad, Dr. Labarga...
CRAKCASE OIL!!!!!
Why, three shots, and I'd run over there ALL THE WAY!
Ha!
If I remember, it was like Expresso of EXPRESSO!
Wow!
As far as meeting you for lunch, I would consider it MY honor!
The next time I'm in Florida, LET'S DO IT! :)
John