Angela and Domingo sat in the middle of the long table, whilst all about them the fiesta was in full swing. The roast pig and goats were laid out on tables opposite, along with chickens and a huge variety of fruits and vegetables.

Angela demurely tucked the corner of the tablecloth into her neck, to protect her dress, and then fell upon the roast pork and chicken as if she hadn't eaten for weeks. "God, this is gorgeous," she said, between mouthfuls, wiping off the fat that was ...