Today Jaime bought a guitar, I cooked vegetables (garlic, mushrooms, chickpeas, and ordinary peas in a fried tomato sauce), and Gianfranco made some more perfect Italian pasta and sang along as Jaime played a song called Wonderwall. Soon our noise drew Ana out of her living room and into the kitchen with queso fresco y quince paste. Some chatting and some laughs later, we made fun of Gianfranco for always being so sleepy and of me for always being so hungry. In Spanish, you say someone is sleepy by saying he “tiene sueño – has dream,” and that someone is hungry by saying she “tiene hambre – has hunger.”
“Pues, si Gianfranco siempre tiene sueño, y Miranda siempre tiene hambre, que siempre tiene Jaime?”
“Well, if Gianfranco always has dream, and Miranda always has hunger, what does Jaime always have?”
“Miedo,” said Ana, “Fear.”
Sueño, Miedo, y Hambre. So it is. What a handsome family, don’t you think?
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