I have a love/hate relationship with Halloween. I love the kids in costumes and carving pumpkins and all that but I kind of hate the creepy/ghoulish stuff. We never got to do any of this when I was little. At least until we came to the U.S. That's when we began to get involved in the dress-up-and-beg-for-candy novelty that is Halloween. But ...
Archives for October 2009
Magno and me – A love affair.
There's a little island in Galicia, off the coast of Spain called La Toja. (Lah Toh-HAH) I have never been. But I know it is there. And I dream about it. One of the items on my Bucket List involves visiting the legendary health spas in this beautiful spot (I've seen photos). The actual line item on my list begins like this: ...
How to be a good Cuban woman in order to marry well.
I had some company over the weekend. My mom and my oldest daughter. And if Luza (my 95 year old mom) is here, that means I'm cooking. Or, in this case, baking. And then, of course, there's Amy (my first-born), who is 26 years old, which, in Old-School-Cuban-Grandma-Land is code for "Old Maid" (or "solterona"). Of ...
The Dating Game
Eric and I try to get away alone together as often as our busy schedules permit. (I know that sounds funny because he works at home and we sit at computers about 12 feet apart from each other every single day, but that's not important right now.) Sometimes our getaway means an actual weekend away, but more often than not it's just a few ...
Today. October 16, 2009
(Inspired by The Simple Woman's Daybook by way of Ali Edwards.) Outside my window...Serious sunshine. Purple and white cosmos in my garden almost as tall as me.I am thinking...about that stack of recipes I have that I want to try. There are old-school bocaditos I want to make and a Flan Cake I have been itching to try. (I think today is that ...
I do not think it means what you think it means…
Adam was looking pretty great the other day. But there was some confusion over a conversation he had with my mom. We had a good laugh over it. But we also had a great meal. Click on over to Babalú today and see the most gorgeous Roast Chicken ever - Pollo Asado. That's where you'll find the whole crazy-mixed-up story.Totally ...
Gonna buy five copies for my mother…
It started out as a piece for Hispanic Heritage Month. The OC Register asked me to write something about my family leaving Cuba. They were looking to feature Cuban-Americans, they told me. I had procrastinated on this, so I barely made their deadline. I cobbled together pieces of things that I had already written here on my blog and pieced together ...
Jimmy Smits is Stalking Me.
Kikita here. You know, the Center of the Universe? =DI'm here to tell you that Jimmy Smits is following me around Los Angeles.Never mind that I live in Orange County.When Mami and I were sitting front row at the Andy Garcia concert, we saw Mr. Smits come in the side door. (Yes, he IS a part-owner of the Conga Room where Andy was playing, ...
*Dreamhouse sold separately*
If I were a Barbie Doll, I'd have names for all the different roles I've ever played and the various phases of my life. Right now I'd have 3 different iterations of the Marta Doll: There would, of course, be Blogger Marta - she comes with her own tiny Mac that really boots up! And Cuban Cook Marta - with an actual tiny copy of her ...
Maybe it skips a generation?
My mother isdescended from a race of people who are compulsive clean-freaks. The stories of my great aunts who each had their own personal broom and dustpan are legendary. These people cleaned things. Every. Day. And liked it. Sadly, that part of my Cuban ancestry must be recessive. ;-) Thank you, Eric, for understanding that about me. I love ...
