A pop-up burger restaurant in Australia thought it was a great idea to peddle a Pablo Escobar-themed burger named –what else?– a Pablo Escoburger.
The creation, which has drawn the fury of many across social media, is named after the infamous Colombian (NOT Columbian) drug lord Pablo Escobar. The thing is aptly named “Patrón Burger” and features “a line of white powder, garlic flour, on top of the bun with a rolled up, fake $100 note stuck on top.”
This story is great and all that, but please Fox News: #ItsColombiaNotColumbia*
Tired of having Colombia being portrayed as a country plagued by drug violence and prostitution, two Colombian enterprises and the Medellín City Hall have joined forces to launch The Colombian Ambush, an online campaign aimed at showing the world the real Colombia, one that has given us many great things, including “Gabo,” one of the world’s greatest writers.
The campaign will live exclusively online and is being crafted by Dallas-based Dieste. A series of videos have been directed by Simón Brand and use the typical Colombian stereotype to fight … the Colombian stereotype.
InPatrón, for example, we are presented with a scene very similar to Season I of Narcos, the Netflix sensation about the bloody era of the Pablo Escobar years. But instead of witnessing an exchange of drugs –or weapons– we see men exchanging books… books by the great García Márquez.
Watch as a very unusual patrón scolds his men for not bringing La Hojarasca.
I was spending way too much time roaming around Latino neighborhoods in New York City looking for Colombian Jeans Levanta Cola* (aka butt-lifting jeans). But then I found out Amazon.com has an an entire section of these, some of which even promise to “compress your tummy and delineate your waist.”
Sunday night Miss Colombia was crowned Miss Universe at the Miss Universe pageant for, like two seconds…. Turns out the crown was actually for Miss Philippines but host Steve Harvey read the cue card wrong, and then everything went to hell for la colombiana — and for Harvey himself.
Here are some of the first memes of the night (they keep coming so make sure to come back) and scroll down for a video of what went down Sunday night.
I have no idea how much money the Colombian government has put into its latest coffee campaign, but their creatives could use a little help. Besides the name of the campaign, which is supposed to be a pun (Bean Bag –Not Big Ban– Theory, get it?) there’s nothing much more here, except a long video, featuring a gringo showing us around Colombia.
According to Colombian (not Columbian) newspaper El Tiempo, the country’s organizing body of this year’s World Games has recalled the 1,221 gold, silver and bronze medals that were supposed to be handed to athletes at this year’s competition.
The reason? A not-so-tiny misprint…
It’s “World” not “Word”… Just like “It’s Colombia, not Columbia.”
After years of living in the U.S. and hearing such wonderful things about Columbian stars, Columbian telenovelas or the Columbian economy, I made the wise decision to move close to the neighborhood. Alas, all I found there was a bunch of young people carrying books, going up and down some stairs and looking quite anxious about something.
Then I realized there was yet another Columbia, one that apparently is farther away, but promises to be a bit more fun.
Colombia, it seems, is actually a country in South America (whoa!) so this blogger is determined to give that one a chance.
My sources tell me I will not be able to find Queso “columbiano,” over there, but I think I’ll manage. [You cannot have your queso and eat it too, right?]
All this to say: This blog will be on vacation for a while, though I promise to check back real soon and let you know if the other Colombia was worth the wait.