“Yes, we Asno Bananas” – the Rubí autoburrography
Part 1: A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Donk The earliest memory of my life as a young donk in the foothills of the Sierra Bernia in Parcent, is my donkey mother swaying to the sound of the flamenco tablao from the Restaurante La Piscina*, nextdoor to our big stable full of donkeys. … More “Yes, we Asno Bananas” – the Rubí autoburrography