What could be more American than a Sloppy Joe, right? Well, maybe. When we think of Sloppy Joes, we think of Joe as in a cup of Joe or GI-JOE. And of course; All-American average Joe – the guy on the street whose opinion of the world really mattered. The last thing we think of is Havana, Cuba.
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