"I'm walking towards the kitchen and realize just how much I miss that old house. How much I miss coming home from school or work and taking in all of the aromas from my Mother's kitchen. Opening the front door to that familiar hisssssss of the pressure cooker competing with Telemundo full blast on the tv. Sitting there with Dad, watching the news, waiting in anticipation for that "ping" from the Hitachi, the Cuban Dinner Alarm." — Val Prieto, "Ropa Vieja and Steak Sandwiches," Babalú, August 21, 2008
"Pressure cooker" is mentioned by Val without reference to Cubans on the island.
Is it too optimistic to hope that the "rivers of blood" will dry up too?