Friday night is a big night to go out for pork at Bar Chanchito, which means 'little pig' en espanol. Berman, the head of the school, took a small, but fun-loving group of us to the bar for a Nicaraguan happy hour. It wasn’t very crowded when we arrived, as it was raining. Friday night also seems to be a big night for rain here. He had us take a short tour of the kitchen, and talked about how they slaughter about five pigs for this event. Several people were coming in and out of the kitchen, picking up their bags of pork to go. They deep fry the pork AND deep fry the pork rind. I think the Nicaraguan proverb ‘whatever doesn’t kill you makes you fat’ could possibly stem from Friday nights at Bar Chanchito. Berman said hello to the kitchen staff (seriously this guy knows everyone!) stirred a pot of boiling oil on the stove and showed us the bags of black pudding that we could buy. No one did, however, because the thought of cooking up a bag of rice and pig blood was not really appetizing. When we returned to our table, they brought us two large bottles of Tona beer, one of two Nicaraguan brews, and two plates of the deep-fried pork and pork rinds. They plopped them down right in front of the only vegetarian in our group! We had a great time, ordered two more bottles of the Tona and took photos with some of the Nicaraguan children who were there with their families. Two of the younger women in our group ordered a small bottle of rum and a coke. I tried a sip of it so I could have the full Nicaraguan night life experience, and I didn’t even have a ‘goma’ the next day!
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