They’re like waves, these ceviches. They have peaks and valleys. Drifting from one place to the next. Flowing between acidity and spice depending on exactly what you scoop up in your spoon. And when it’s balanced, the leche de tigre, a cure for whatever ails you, is like a long, steady left breaking wave at Chicam…
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