Gordon Mott archive
Gordon Mott
Archives:
- April 2013
- March 2013
- January 2013
- November 2012
- August 2012
- June 2012
- April 2012
- March 2012
- February 2012
- January 2012
- October 2011
- July 2011
- May 2011
- March 2011
- February 2011
- December 2010
- November 2010
- September 2010
- August 2010
- July 2010
- April 2010
- March 2010
- February 2010
- January 2010
- December 2009
- November 2009
- September 2009
- August 2009
- July 2009
- June 2009
- May 2009
- April 2009
- February 2009
- January 2009
- December 2008
- November 2008
- October 2008
- September 2008
- August 2008
- July 2008
- June 2008
- May 2008
- April 2008
- March 2008
- February 2008
- January 2008
- December 2007
- November 2007
- October 2007
- September 2007
- August 2007
- July 2007
- June 2007
- May 2007
- April 2007
- March 2007
December 2010
Havana Dining
Posted: Dec 14, 2010 12:00am ET
Let’s make one thing clear from the beginning—you shouldn’t go to Havana for the food. Decades of isolation and ongoing issues with agricultural production make it extremely difficult for restaurants to provide anything close to what we would call haute cuisine.
A Rainy Night in Havana
Posted: Dec 12, 2010 12:00am ET
The name had barely slipped off the comedian’s lips when the crowd erupted in applause and shouts of admiration echoed in the small bar.
First Leaf
Posted: Dec 9, 2010 12:00am ET
The first tobacco leaf of the 2010-2011 Cuban tobacco harvest was picked today, and tonight it is hanging in a curing barn. It wasn’t just any leaf.
My Stunning Mystery Cigar
Posted: Dec 7, 2010 12:00am ET
I smoked one of the best cigars of my life last night. I don’t know its name; actually, it doesn’t have one. You can’t buy it. I can’t buy it.
First Night in Havana
Posted: Dec 6, 2010 12:00am ET
After a long delay in Miami, and then yet another long delay in Havana immigration, Dave Savona and I finally made it to the Hotel Melia Cohiba, our base for the next five days.
Waiting for Havana
Posted: Dec 5, 2010 12:00am ET
Dave Savona and I had taken an early flight out of New York to ensure we had plenty of time to make our flight, and God forbid, deal with any questions about why two gringos like us were headed to Havana. No need to worry; by the time check-in started at 11:30, the first thing the woman behind the counter said was, ‘You know we have a two-hour delay."
RSS