‘¿Eduado por qué hablan en inglés?’
‘I’m speakie English because I wanna tourists come to our bar Marianna’
Eduardo and Mariana ran La Cocina de la Abuela in Mexico City. Things had been a bit slow of late, so Eduardo thought he could increase their trade by welcoming foreigners with open arms.
‘¿Por qué cambiaste el nombre a Grandma’s Kitchen?’
‘I change the name because that is what it say in English Mariana’.
He was hoping a more familiar sounding name might attract the attention of holidaymakers.
‘¿Que es eso?’
‘You mean this pot Marianna?
‘This Marianna is ketchup. It for fish and chips’.
Eduardo thought that he should introduce a few items on the menu to appeal to visitors who’d had enough tacos and enchiladas.
‘¿Por qué Eduardo, por qué?’
Eduardo crossed his arms over his chest, took a deep breath and looked up.
‘Why?’ he roared, ‘why? Because we must build bridges, not walls Marianna’.
‘¿Estás construyendo un puente?’
‘No Marianna, I not build a real bridge…I…I…
¡Oh, me rindo!’
Word count 169
For Sunday Photo Fiction which s hosted by Susan Spaulding who also provided the photograph.