When a Salsero Growls

A late Saturday nite at Little Havana. The steamy dance floor was still crowded with sticky, sweaty ppl who couldn't seem get enough of that beautiful dance called salsa.

A song ended & another begun...suddenly I heard the familiar sounds of a guaguanco intro. DJ Joe decided to spin Johnny Polanco's Guaguanco con Rumba.

Me: Fuuyoh...gotta get myself a partner quick...ahhhh...spin-ash...grab...drag...
Spin-ash : Fan, fan, go under fan....
Me : Bar area...fan....

The ever-cool-yet-shy Mambojays was spotted standing at the bar area, scanning the dance floor. He spends more time on the sidelines these days than on the floor, to us girls' dismay...

Spin-ash : I lead, you follow
Me : You lead, I follow...wait a sec...pause coming in the song...hijack time heheheeeee...squat & bums-up!!
Someone at the bar : Grrrrrr!!!
Me: Wat da...Mambojays??! Ok ok, mebbe he was looking at someone else...
Spin-ash : Shine time!!
Me : Aaargh!! Grapevine into shoe polish shine...
Spin-ash : (Looking really smug by now)
Mambojays : Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!
Me : Hah...he was really watching me ah?

A salsero's growl...it's the best compliment a salsera can ever get :)