On board the Stad Amsterdam yesterday.
The English Rose, a small inn and restaurant, home to Rincon’s best breakfast. I liked the huevos rancheros.
Yesterday we stopped for lunch at Lechonera Rancho T in Lares, the home of Puerto Rico’s 19th-century rally for independence from Spain. As a machete-wielding butcher chopped up an enormous slow-roasted pig, we ordered two pounds of pork, complete with crackling skin the texture of peanut brittle. We added a pastel, the island’s pig-and-olive-stuffed answer to tamales, a house-stuffed morcilla, rice and peas, yucca salad and roasted potato. Not pictured: enough Medalla beer to wash it all down.