Ah, yes. We all remember the famous Nejapa Country Club Turron (accent over the "o") de Chocolate. (This is a new laptop and I have not figured out how to do Spanish punctuation or Spell Check yet!) I should be able to track down the recipe for you. You remember eating it in the dining room. I remember eating it while lounging luxuriously by the pool! There was also a cheese tortilla that I loved.....Dad came home from work one night after he had opened his bill from the Country Club and tore us apart because it seems between the 4 of us we had run up a really hefty tab! Do you remember all we had to do was clap our hands loudly while by the pool and a waiter would come running to meet our every need. True decadence!
All the Coverstons left Nicaragua just before the earthquake and the revolution. I had just gotten married (1971) and my parents ended up moving to Kentucky also. Like you and Bruce, we too thought of the many Nicaraguans we had all left behind. Paul Hoar went back to Nicaragua to help with the relief effort. I do know that the Hoar's home just down the hill from the Presidential Palace survived, though. I never heard if the damage reached out as far as the Kilometers where we all lived. In fact, when Dad died, we asked that instead of flowers, donations be made to the hurricane releif effort after hurricane Mitch blew Nicaragua apart, again.
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