Telemundo

Friday night found the Cranky Friend and me at La Pena Mexicana in Kennett eating their amazing tacos (chicken for me, shrimp for him) and watching the news on the Spanish-language station Telemundo. The headlines were pretty much the same as on English-language TV: the government shutdown and the confrontation between motorists in New York, with a feature on "cervezas artisanales" (not hard to figure that one out).
Then an ad came on for a money-transfer service. It showed a Spanish-speaking person trying to send money only to be met with a blank look from the clerk, who spoke only English. We had to laugh at the mirror-in-a-mirror situation: there we were, knowing only the rudiments of Spanish but trying our best to decipher Telemundo, and seeing an ad about ... people who don't speak Spanish.
Then a "Judge Judy"-type program came on and we had a much tougher time trying to understand what was going on: the two participants and even the judge were speaking very quickly. Cranky thought he caught the phrase "dos mesas," which made him think they were arguing about furniture (two tables?).