Out late last night. We and four other couples have a semi-monthly International night. We pick a cuisine and all converge on someone’s house for a party. Last night it was Cuba, and I was responsible for the beverages. All I know is that I picked out something that had a prominent warning on the label about open flame. I mixed it with fruit juice and put it in a giant white plastic clam shell. The rest is a bit of a blur, although I remember delicious empanadas and a pork shoulder with rice and beans to die for. I’ll be paying for it this morning.