Street Food in Cuernavaca and a Friend Dies in Barcelona

I am off to Barcelona on Monday , February 2. I don't know exactly how long I will stay but probably a couple of months. Then back here to Mexico.
I had a nice night last night. I walked around my neighborhood here in Cuernavaca. Actually, I walked about 5 blocks to the closest pharmacy.
It was a lovely evening; abouty 5-6 pm. A Friday night in "el barrio". I did not realize how much street food is sold in my neighborhood. The smells were wonderful. Lot's of fried quesadillas filled with cheese and flor de calabaza. Also great enchilidas. Enchilidas callejeras. Before they roll and fill the enchilidas they quickly fry the corn torillas in a mixture of oil and a puree of re-constituted dried chilies. They remove from the heat and then fill with chicken or nopales, etc. Then roll them up or fold them over into lovely little hot chile bundles or triangles. Top them with shredded lettuce, thick Mexican cream and aged grated cheese. Wow, delicious.
I ran into one of Joaquin's nieces. I don't know how many he has but with 7 brothers and 1 sister; there are alot of them. Maybe he has about 60 nieces and nephews. Her name is Cecelia. She is beautiful. Looks like a model you might find on a runway in Paris or Milan. She is tall, thin with dark skin and big eyes. Very beautiful. She is always very sweet to me.


While I was enjoying my neighborhood in Cuernavaca, Daniel died in Barcelona.
Daniel was a very good friend of Marcello and Olivier's. I met him on a few ocassions when they gave parties at their house in El Raval section of Barcelona.
He was at our house in Barcelona for Christmas. Joaquin sent me pictures of the party he gave on the 24th. I , of course, was here in Mexico. Daniel looked great. Maybe thin; but looked great.
Yesterday afternoon around 5pm on the 30th of January, 2009, Daniel died at a hospital in Barcelona. He was 40 years old.
No one knew that he had Hepatitis. I don't know the details about which kind of hepatitis he had. Daniel was from Mexico City. His mother was with him when he died. His sister arrives today from Mexico City.
Joaquin and I decided to invite them to stay at our apartment in Barcelona. The funeral is on Sunday. After the funeral Joaquin will invite all of the guests back to our apartment and he will have a nice dinner ready. With, I hope, several bottles of good Spanish Rijoa wine and of course, Tequila. The ultimate drink, in Mexico, for the last final toast and goodbye.
God speed Daniel.