Miami’s Cubans re-create the country they love through bodily sensation, reinventing life just as it was. In Cuba, the pizzas have thick, burned crusts and cheese only at the center because no one can get enough ingredients or anything but a deep aluminum dish to cook them in — and so, in Miami, with all the resources of capitalism at hand, Cubans make the same pizza. In Cuba, rural teenagers snack on huge, wavy crackers at school and chips called “chicoticos” at home, and so in Miami, Cubans crank out the same crackers and chips.