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Johnny and the King

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As a lifelong lover of football I’m glad to see and hear the back of the US Soccerbowl shenanigans and malarky.

It all started with a sick-making schmoozefest when Johnny Infant gave a shiny new toy he’d just created to the King of the Nation of Dumbfuckistan.

Bit parts were taken up by neighbours Mexico (who know the game) and Canada (who make a reasonable pretence). But it was centre stage for the self proclaimed centre of the universe to show what contempt for the rest of the world looks like.

A game of quarters was invented so that income generating ad breaks could take priority over a format that has been cherished by the rest of the world for more than 150 years.

Then Johnny brazenly bends the universal rules at the behest of King Fuckwit. A red card with automatic suspension is itself suspended for a year (whatever that means). A futile attempt to help the almost mediocre home nation. Justice is seen to be done when the home of the pissing boy statue (Belgium) obliges by doing just that to Dumbfuckistan.

All that was needed then, to complete the diabolical insult to the game we love, was an extension of the universally enshrined half-time to accommodate more Dumbfuckistanary.

Oh, we have that covered, chirped infantile Johnny. Another key definer of the beautiful game is bent and twisted to meet the ugly demands of ignorance in power.

But Juno, why boycott the beautiful game just because lipstick has been added to a pigs lips, I hear people say. Surely you’re depriving yourself of something you love, the crowd try to remind me.

Until we speak again, the personal challenge to boycott the American shitshow is successfully completed. No minutes watched throughout a whole World Cup. The first time since 1978 (when I just happened to be a student with no access to a TV). A tournament which by the way included Argentina in the final against a European team… somethings don’t change, except for the identity of the victors.

The Mouse Hunter

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Watching somethingDown Mexico way there is a celebrity mouse called Speedy Gonzalez, or so I’m told. Just how speedy would be put to the test if a cool cat appeared amongst the celebrities! But where do I begin my search for a Mexican cultural icon from a starting point somewhere in Cardiff?

My interest is immediately piqued as my recent stroll into the town centre was arrested by the sight of Wahaca (isn’t that ‘whatever‘ in Spanish? Probably not!).

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A promising sign read Mexican Market Eating, so ‘no better place to find a mouse‘ I thought, with no intentional reflection on what turns out to be impeccably clean standards.

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This supposedly colourful character is not going to be easy to find amongst the camouflage provided by brightly lit colours, with lines and patterns throughout the establishment rendering a relaxed cat quite disorientated…

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But the ultimate deception is provided by the menu of delights on offer. Who can still be thinking of a pesky celebrity mouse when your attention is drawn to a tasty range of tacos, tostadas, taquitos, quesadillas, empanadas and burritos. Chicken, chorizo, a variety of fish, avocado, pumpkin, peppers, spinach, and a range of spicy sauces and marinades. This is not the kind of stuff I find in my bowl on a daily basis, so I’m in for a special treat.

Wahaca [5] The Modelo Especial Mexican beer compliments the whole Mexican flavour of the moment. For a shared starter I and my Brighton resident visiting cat went for the tortilla chips with guacamole and fresh tomato salsa dips. Chunky home cooked tortilla makes a great change from nachos resembling little more than UK crisps.

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But this was just a delicious appetiser before the explosion of taste provided by the main dishes of Pasilla Chicken Tacos with a habanero salsa and side of black beans and green rice; and Marinated Grilled Chicken in Yucatan spices…

Wahaca [7]There were so many more great dishes to sample, but we were already stuffed at this point. All I can say to any cats in the vicinity is get your tail around Wahaca as soon as you can, you won’t be disappointed.

Sleeping catUntil we speak again I’m going to be a ‘contento/feliz’ cool cat called Bella. As for my ‘in-house chef’ all I can say is get learning from Wahaca, and in the meantime find me that pesky mouse.