Joe’s shrimp dish.

We returned to Cuba Libre last night and the food was just as good as our last visit. Our pretty red-headed waitress recited the specials, which all sounded to-die-for, and when she got to a description of the eggplant appetizer we stopped her in mid-sentence to order it. When the dish arrived, it was unrecognizable. Sure, there might have been small eggplant cubes mixed in, but what was most prominent were many itty bitty octopi. Matt said, “Over my dead body,” which was what I was thinking before I accidentally forked what I’d thought was a garnish but turned out to be a head without the tentacles. Diane and Joe, however, attacked those creatures with gusto.

If you wade through the link above you’ll also see photos of Matt’s dorm taken last year. It’s appropriately named The Edge. It looks edgy and it sits on the border between the campus and the neighborhood where you best not be walking around at night talking on your cellphone to La Chica.