Anna Cecina Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Catania

Alright, so here’s the deal—whore as a profession, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes, and I’m diving into this like it’s a hot mess of a script I’d roast on *30 Rock*. Attractiveness of whoring? Psh, it’s a rollercoaster, babe. One sec you’re like, “I’m the king of the world!”—wait, wrong movie—more like, “I’m making bank, bitches!” Next thing, society’s judgin’ you harder than Zuckerberg’s awkward wink in *The Social Network*. That movie’s my jam, btw—Fincher’s a genius, and I’m here for it.

Country/region

At La Secina in Narvarte Poniente, the air-dried beef known as cecina is the star of the show, appearing in salads, tacos and Oaxacan-style tlayudas.

But then, outta nowhere, a seagull swoops down and steals my sandwich! I’m like, “No way! That’s my dinner!” Everyone’s cracking up, and I’m just standing there, sandwich-less and defeated.

L'Evadé, chef Rémi Poulain's bistronomic address in SoPi