It recently dawned on us that our Miami street photography escapades contained a glaring omission -- Calle 8. (Of particular shame provided that the better half of Los Bandidos is Havana born & raised.) Alas, as they say, it’s not a fuck up if it can be fixed. Besides, who could think of a better way to spend a Saturday than making the weekly pilgrimage to Presidente Supermarket for all the essentials that simply somehow can’t be found at Publix?
Please note that this is just a teaser as our main intention really was to shop. We may have been craving coquitos but the eye candy at Presidente was just too sweet not to share.