When Cuban Oscar Mandinga finds himself utterly alone, he sets out to discover his true identity and finds Pig's Foot, the isolated village of his ancestors. He is a teller of stories, of slavery, revolution, love and family. This book delivers a fascinating insight into the history of Cuba, with a few twists and turns, it is a compelling story and we are left still wondering who Oscar really is!
I was a pretty normal kid, just like the other chiquillos in Barrio Lawton, as far as I remember, though my grandparents always insisted I was different. They told me I had been born in a place called Pig's Foot - Pata de Puerco - in the deep south of Cuba on the far side of El Cobre. According to them, I slid down my mother's legs into the mud like a slug. Can you imagine? Like a slug. And that as soon as my mother picked me up out of the muck, I started howling like I'd been stuck with a fistful of needles. Pig's Foot sounds to me like one of the weird recipes Grandma used to concoct, but from what I was told both my grandparents and the parents I never knew were born there and one day I would have to go back.