In Spain a ‘cantina’ is a bar near the railway station where you can have a quick snack and something to drink, comment on the news and slag off your boss. A busy place where there’s lots of coming and going, but also a place where you can while away the time if you are really thirsty. In Italy a ‘cantina’ is a cold room below ground level where you allow your wine to age, a store cupboard full of jars of pickled gherkins, preserved tomatoes and candied lemon. Here in Belgium the word ‘kantine’ conjures up a picture of a cheerless, canteen-like space with long tables where people eat communally. In Mexico a cantina has an atmosphere all of its own: plastic chairs, colourful walls and faded parasols. It’s where men get drunk, have lively discussions and end up in a fight if necessary.
Laika’s Cantina is all of those things. A place where you lay all your cards on the table. Foster ideas for your future. So pull up a chair and prepare to be stupefied!