My mom (yes, the 95 year old) has spent this entire summer in Miami visiting her big brother (98).
She just got back this week and brought me a fabulous gift sent by my sweet cousin, Yllien:
That's right. Giant, Cuban, Bakery-made crackers. We call them galletas. (Or in this case they should be called galletonas, but that's not important right now.)
Inspired by their size, I made empanadas over at Babalú today. Not just any empanadas… Giant, Cuban, Home-made Empanadas. or "La Empanada Que Se Le Perdio a Santa Barbara."
Thanks, Ylli! You totally inspire me!