Jesus himself, who gave me hope for Cuba's future. Truly extraordinary fellow who takes great pride in serving simple real food using good ingredients in a country where they're often hard to find.
Jesus's two chefs
The gentleman on the left is also Jesus's family doctor. Only in Cuba would a doctor be moonlighting as a pizza chef.
Why? Because it's entirely possible that he made more money making pizza than treating sick people.
If you look closely under the first "C" in this Coca-Cola sign from the fifties you will notice a bullet hole. Castro, Che, and their revolutionary crew didn't much care for capitalist symbols. So they shot them.
Who knew we could find a fine calzone in the middle of Guanabacoa, not exactly a typical stop on a Cuban visitor's itinerary.
The restaurant's sign from the street. Easily missed, I will tell you that. Persevere. It's worth it.
Notice the round brick pizza oven in the back to the right. This where all the magic happens.
Mangle's famous quatre leches cake. It looked great, but we were too full and Vicky forbade me to have a bite.