November 12, 2024, 9:30 AM
November 12, 2024, 9:30 AM
In this land that we love, where waiting has become a symbol of patience and resistance, we are used to seeing lines around every corner. The lines at the pumps became as much an image of us as the palm trees that adorn the plaza, and we Santa Cruz know well that every wait has its lesson. For some time now, lining up was no longer a simple action; It has become a shared ritual, a kind of collective experience where we look at our neighbors and understand, without words, that we are both here for something worthwhile.
Between talks, prayers and reflections, we have learned to wait. We wait for the tankers to arrive, for the pressure in the pipelines to rise, for the crisis to be resolved. Because yes, we live in times of uncertainty, where every day feels like a new test to see how far our patience can last. And in the middle of all this, when one least expects it, the international news arrives: Pollos Kiky is crossing borders. The brand that was born in this land, between laughter, llopos and flavors, opened its doors in Naples, United States.
Some will say that it is simply an expansion, another business that seeks the American dream. But for me, your uncle adulau, it is something much deeper. What does this really represent? Is it perhaps a sign that our culture, our customs, and even our hopes are being taken to the other side of the world? Is it possible that our nephews abroad can also experience what it means to be part of this family?
And it was there, in the heart of Naples, where I saw it. An image that left me stunned, that brought me back to the warmth of our queues under the Santa Cruz sun, when the lines get longer and seem to have no end. Because yes, nephews, the line was long. I’m not talking about a simple wait of minutes; It was a line that snaked, turned the corner and kept going. As if the gringos themselves, suddenly, felt the need to join in that ritual that is so much ours.
“We export colas to the United States,” I thought, and even felt a chill.