After I fumbled something in Portuguese about my being an American and that I had come to write a story but wasn’t sure that this was the right place, the man flashed a great big smile. One Saturday morning with nothing much to do, more out of distraction than purpose, I bought a bus ticket to a city ninety miles away called Americana.I had heard somewhere about Americana being settled by disgruntled American Confederates after their side lost the Civil War, and somehow descendants of the original settlers still lived there and still spoke the English of the American South circa 1865.The modern restaurant industry is said to be based on soup.
Food historians tell us the history of soup is probably as old as the history of cooking.
The act of combining various ingredients in a large pot to create a nutritious, filling, easily digested, simple to make/serve food was inevitable.
George Bush, the Connecticut cowboy, the good old boy from Yale is a man of mediocre intelligence, little imagination, and great stubbornness and vindictiveness.
He may be the Decider but his handlers have long known how to manipulate him. Karl Rove, Dick Cheney, and Condoleezza Rice knew that once he has consulted his gut and perhaps his higher father his decision is forever.
Surely, that account was more science fiction than real. But little did I realize at the time, I had stumbled onto a yarn so fantastic and bizarre it could have been spun out of The Twilight Zone.
On the front porch that afternoon thirty-five years ago, facing this grinning man, what I remember most wasn’t just the words that floated from his mouth, but how they sounded.
We'll talk about the chances of both happening in time, plus the latest out of the Fed, during the Weekly Wrap.
Then: Hurricane Harvey is a Category 3 storm as of this taping, and its eye is just off the coast of Corpus Christi, Texas.
There are lives at risk, and the region is looking at billions in property damage.
But the geography of the American petroleum industry means Harvey's costs will reverberate throughout the country.
I pressed the buzzer to the gate on the crest of a steep hill and waited, not knowing who or what to expect.