Over at Babalú today, I tell the story of how my amazing grandmother made perfect flan in a tin can, in a coal burning stove back in the 1930's. She should certainly have received a crown for that accomplishment. (it still blows my mind) To this day, my mom calls herself La Reina del Flan (The Queen of Flan). The art of flan-making is ...
Cuban food
All funned out.
Oh yes, I did. I had that beautiful pastelito refugiado (that I picked up yesterday at Porto's , she said proudly). For breakfast! With a hot cup of coffee. In front of that delicious crackling fire. And I sat. And didn't speak. And just decadently read my book. And when the kids woke up they joined me. With their books. And there we sat. ...
“Que es chutney?” – a rant.
There is a (faux) "Cuban" restaurant in a city one area code away from us. I won't even mention it's name because it was so awful. I suppose an unbiased person (which, when it comes to Cuban food, I am so NOT) would have been taken in by the lovely patio ambiance and the "soft" salsa floating out of the concealed ...
Let’s talk about “pressure”
Isn't that a beautiful Pulpeta?? (Cuban "meatloaf" - although I'd just like to reiterate that it is nothing like American meatloaf and we just use the word "meatloaf" as a point of reference. There. I feel better now.) No. I didn't make it. (And yes, I totally admit it's much prettier than mine, but that's not important right ...
Affirmations
Thanks again to everyone who stopped by to wish me a Happy Blogiversary yesterday. I made my famous Arroz con Pollo to celebrate, because, as you know, I like ANY excuse to cook Cuban food. =DI'm still in awe and a bit humbled and just "coming to" from the celebratory sugar-coma hangover. So, I woke up still smiling from all the kind and ...
Meat. It’s what’s for dinner.
Eric is still singing my praises (loudly!) over this one.It's a type of barbecued steak with a tasty (seriously tasty!) sauce. "Churrasco Estilo Cubano con Chimichurri" - posted today over at Babalú. I'm just going to kick back and enjoy those praises. Don't try to stop me. In fact, he liked it so much he asked if we could please put this ...
How sweet it is.
I had a craving.An intense craving for something impossibly sweet.And it couldn't be just anything sweet. I'm talking IMPOSSIBLY sweet. But preferably with a creamy texture and caramely taste. And it had to be something I could get my hands on pretty quickly because it was already 11:30 at night and I live in white-bread-Orange-County. ...
Cuban Pride
Adam comes bouncing in yesterday in his goofy black Cowboy-Superman hat and wearing this shirt. Yes, it says:"Proud Member of the Miami Mafia."And he does wear it with great pride. He's twenty-one and for the most part, politics do not usually interest him or his friends. But because he's Cuban American and because his mother has ...
“Hi Mom! What’s for dinner?”
Disclaimer: It's Amy again (Marta's oldest). I have yet again taken over my mom's blog. No, she's not sick or too busy, this is just a regular old hi-jacking. One day when I grow-up and have my very own blog . . . I will still come by from time to time and take-over. :-)Every other Wednesday on my lunch break I make THE ...
My ordinary life.
Amy is just getting off work and heading over here.Eric is working on a proposal at his computer.Lucy is practicing Tiny Dancer on the piano.Jonathan is composing the score for his next film on GarageBand.Adam calls to let me know he won't be here on time, but can I please save him some food? And by the way, he will be bringing Nick and Kenny. ...
