What is "bodega"

Usage examples of "bodega".

Eschewing inter-service rivalry, soldiers and jarheads overturned cars parked in front of a bodega while navy youths in skivvies and white bell-bottoms truncheoned the shit out of an outnumbered bunch of zooters on the sidewalk next door.

Spanish, all the houses gray, more bright plastic madonnas in nunnish getups on peeling front porches, stores and bodegas and low-suspension cars triple-parked, an all-out full-cast creche-type scene hung from a second-floor balcony, clotheslines hanging between houses, gray houses in rows squished right up next to each other in long rows with tiny toy-strewn yards, and tall, the houses, like being squished in from either side distends them.

All he knew was what the joker who looked like a clump of seaweed in an Orioles cap and Coors Light jacket and oozed into the record store to warn him the DEA were on their way had told him: If he thought he might need the sanctuary of the Rox, he ought to blow what roll he carried on a bag of groceries at some late-night bodega, go down to the river, fire up a flashlight, and think real hard about how bad he wanted to go there.

It was interesting to trace the different hypsometrical zones by the change of vegetation from Bodegas to this lofty spot.

Ze slenteren van de Witte naar Linke en van de Bordelaise naar de Bodega en altijd met dien lammen Vere.

Miss Faragon had taken her little catboat for a routine trip up the coast from Bodega Bay to Fort Ross, for the purposes of doing her weekly errands, and had failed to return at her usual time.

Later, in 1812, when the Russian coasters were refused watering privileges at San Francisco, the Russian American Company bought land near Bodega, and settled their famous Ross, or California colony, with cannon, barracks, arsenal, church, workshops, and sometimes a population of eight hundred Kadiak Indians.

Chinese take-out places, liquor stores, bodegas, all of them serving their customers through slots or sliding drawers in shields of Plexiglas.

They rocked along in a jangle of light past appliance shops with Aztec temples painted on their facades, bodegas clubs souvenir shops, their bright windows aglitter with crystal crosses gilt madonnas rhinestone eagle knives flashing in miles of red midnight, little stucco caves with corrugated iron doors rolled partway down, interiors littered with every form of cheapness: mirrors with ornate tin frames, torrero capes with airbrushed scenes from the Plaza del Toros, sombreros festooned with embroidery and bits of broken mirror, switchblades with dragons worked in gold paint you could scrape off with your thumbnail.

They were the smallest size she could find at the bodega but were still too big and flopped around on her hands.

Outside a bodega I saw a lowrider car, three vatos gathered around it as the driver worked his hydraulics to make the left side rock and roll.

Meantime, the bodega guy reached under his fruit display and came out with a fresh new sandwich-size brown paper bag.

Here, in 1776, Captain Quiros came up Petaluma Creek from San Pablo Bay in quest of an outlet to Bodega Bay on the coast.

At Bodega Bay, south of what to-day is called Russian River, was their anchorage, while north of the river they built their fort.

Sordo a la frívola curiosidad policial, encajonado herméticamente en el típico ataúd de vivos colores, boga y boga en la plácida bodega del Yellow Fish, rumbo, en su viaje eterno, a la China milenaria y ceremoniosa.