Old havana cafe8/30/2023 ![]() ![]() Last Fourth of July, when the Inn was open only until 11 A.M., ninety-four meals were served-an amazing tally for a café in a dot-on-the-map town in the middle of nowhere with a population of one hundred, not including dogs, cats, and livestock. This is a place where neighbors can come to break bread together, where retired farmers hold court, young men eat five-thousand calorie breakfasts, and toddlers play with toys (a box of them is always on hand). Its heartland menu and small-town character are inextricably bound up with the life of the little enclave, for it is owned and operated communally by the townspeople. It is the first of many pots to be made and poured that day in the town café, which is frequented by farmers and farmwives who live in and around the North Dakota village called Havana.Ī most unusual enterprise, the Farmers’ Inn is the only restaurant for miles around-a valued gathering place for locals and a farm-food oasis for hungry travelers. All rights reserved.Originally Published 1997 Gourmet MagazineĪs dawn’s mist lifts away from the black earth west of the Bois de Sioux River and rows of sunflowers coil up to face the daybreak like soldiers coming to attention, a pot of coffee is put on to brew at the Farmers’ Inn. Photos may not be reprinted without permission. Three men passing the time by their car, across from the capitol building in Centro Habana.Įl Patio's fortune teller shuffles her tarot cards.Ĭopyright 2001 by Andy Carvin and Susanne Cornwall. ![]() Many of Havana's buses are actually 18-wheelers converted to transporting people. ![]() Two men immersed in conversation near Havana Cathedral.Ī bus driver passes by, Centro Habana. Guillermo is married to Linda, and Jorge is their son-in-law.Ī painter captures the scene along Calle San Ignacio in Old Havana, just down the street from Havana Cathedral. Susanne poses with Jorge, Guillermo and Linda, three Habaneros we spent an evening with, hanging out on their rooftop. Man lounging around a cafe balcony along Calle Obispo, Old Havana.Ī woman poses near el Bodeguita del Medio, a touristy bar that makes much of the fact that Ernest Hemingway might have drunk a mojito there.Ĭhecking some repairs along Calle Cuba, Old Havana. Two Habaneros enjoying a smoke near Plaza de la Catedral, Old Havana. ![]() The People of Havana The People of HavanaĪ maitre d' passes time in front of his restaurant on Calle Obispo, Old Havana. ![]()
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