liza: we are at casa vieja in ciales. this is typical 1960s 50s grandmother house. anthony: and the food is, grandma food? liza: it is grandma food actually. those are corn fritters with ham. typical sunday, after a saturday party. anthony: hangover food, delicious. liza: so this is like a plantain soup. anthony: oh that s good. anthony: the specialty here is pastele al cadero, pork marinated in bitter orange, taro root, green plantains, squash and garbanzo beans slow cooked. and morcilla, blood sausage.
arrest, he had 15 shots of whiskey before heading to his grandmother house where he was living. now i m not controlling my actions anybody. i walked into my grandma s house being stupid. she got scared and went to call my dad. i smashed the phone to the ground. she went in her room and lock me out. she called my dad. he came over. he was holding on to me, i think. i hit him once and knocked him to the ground and then started graining on him crazy, like a maniac, basically. the police report captures the brutal exat the present time of the assault. he punched his father more than 20 times, leaving him bleeding from the nose and ear, and in need of medical treatment. he bit his mother in the arm. when police arrived he resisted arrest, shattered on senseties and only complied when the arresting officer drew his
grandmother house on the weekend, sit outside, talk all night. la vaughn evans says his brother donte and cousin darryl lane were going about their usual summer routine. summer night. it was hot. they do this every day, friday, saturday, you know. so the boys thought nothing of heading out late that night to buy candy from the store up the road. they left. they went to the store. just walking to the store, having fun. you know, talking, kidding around. then somebody heard shots. as the pair made their way down redding road, bullets came out of nowhere. darrel, 14 years old, was hit first in the chest. 13-year-old donte collapsed next to his cousin, shot in the back as he turned to run. then each boy was hit with one more bullet. that s when my cousin, linda, ran up there, and that s when she saw what she saw. what she saw was the two boys