"Hey, Café con Leche," a woman's voice shouts from the courtyard. "CAFÉ CON LECHE!!"
We just got home from a month of traveling to find our electricity has been turned off, and I'm drenched in sweat as I head to ask our property's guard if he might know why. I turn to see a table of women smiling and waving at me - the perspiring Leche - and even though …