How sweet it is
When I'm not at False Bluff I'm most often taking care of business in Bluefields, a port city eight miles away. On one of my walks through town I passed a table loaded with these packages. I was half a block away when what I thought I had seen stopped me in my tracks and sent me back for another look. When I asked the sidewalk vendor (of whom there are many in town) what the stuff was, packaged four to a plastic bag, he replied "dulce" which confirmed what I thought it was: pure cane sugar.
Over the next couple of days I ended up buying much of his stock, planning to bring some back to Virginia and giving some to friends in Bluefields....most of whom told me they hadn't seen this stuff sold locally in years. In preparation for returning to the states, I wrapped the already packaged blocks of sugar again, taping up each four-block package as shown here. Made it through customs at the Bluefields airport heading to Managua: no questions, no problem. Made it through customs at the Managua airport heading to Miami: no questions, no problem. Panic and supervisors at customs at the Miami airport heading to Virginia but all those concerned finally agreed that pure cane sugar wasn't going to cause a problem.
Unwrapped, this is what the blocks of organic pure cane sugar look like. Much of this is for sale in the states as one pound cones instead of the one pound blocks I brought back. Here in the states we call it cane sugar...but it's got more than a dozen other names - depending on whether you're in Australia or in Laos or India or Panama. In Nicaragua it's known as "tapa de dulce." And dulce it is
I brought eight pounds back to Virginia; and after unwrapping them from their street-vendor-plastic packaging, I individually re-wrapped four one pound blocks in wax paper and then in tissue paper as gifts to people who will use the stuff wisely. Or not.