My mom, Luza, is 99 (and a half) years old.That's me & Luza. She's 99 in this photo.She's always been a very curious person and to this day, she loves learning. So a few years ago she was asking about how the internet search engines work. I tried explaining it in the simplest terms.What was awesome is that I then heard her regurgitate ...
Cuban-American Life
I hope you enjoy my posts about my crazy and wonderful Cuban-American life.
The Azabache. (MBFCF Giveaway #4)
Today's lesson in Cuban culture comes to you directly from Miami from my friend, Elena Santayana. Last year Elena was kind enough to share her family's "coming to America" story here on My Big, Fat, Cuban Family. Her family owns the beautiful jewelry store of the same name. Santayana Jewelers in Miami.Santayana Jewelers • 917 ...
The Cubans: Our Footprints Across America (A Winner)
When I first read Fernando Hernandez's book, The Cubans; Our Footprints Across America, I was intrigued. I read through and was impacted by two things:The scope and reach of the Cuban community is not a small thing. Our stories are so familiar and yet absolutely unique.Thank you all who left such beautiful and poignant comments about your ...
Cuando Sali de Cuba – Gustavo’s Story
Marta here: Through my blog I've been privileged to meet so many wonderful Cubans, who represent the very best of our Cuban exile community. One author in particular has been an inspiration to me since my very first blog post right here on My Big, Fat, Cuban Family titled, like his book, Life on the hyphen... His name is Gustavo ...
Cuando Sali de Cuba – Fernan’s Story (A Giveaway)
Marta here: A friend called me recently: "There's a new book called, The Cubans. You're mentioned in it." I was intrigued and contacted the author, Fernando Hernandez who very kindly agreed, not only to share his story, but to share his book with MBFCF readers. First, let's let Fernan tell his own ...
Cachita
When I was very small, maybe about 5 years old, my parents took me to Santiago de Cuba to visit "El Cobre." Santiago de Cuba is about five hundred plus miles from the city of Havana. I remember it being a long and dusty car trip. But we got to stay in a hotel and eat at restaurants. This is pretty much all I can recall about the travel itself, but ...
Cuban Heritage Day At Dodger Stadium – A Winner
What do I love more than Cubaneo*? I can't think of anything off the top of my head. (I know. However, the "husband and kids" answer is way too easy, but that's not important right now.) (*Cubaneo is when a bunch of Cubans are together and trying to talk over each other. It's an amazing thing.) We're going to the ...
It started with the meltdown in Tribeca…
[WARNING: Brutally honest sharing ahead. Proceed at your own risk. You've been warned.] I so didn't want to blog about this. I over-share enough as it is. But in the interest of "keeping it real," I'm going to go ahead and tell you what happened... Remember when I told you I that Plantar Fasciitis is a Big Jerk? Well, I ...
The Things I Say
My dear friend, Jana has embarked upon an ambitious project. She is quite the accomplished hand lettering artist. Each day she chooses a thought, or a recipe, or a quote and works it into a beautiful piece of art and she's determined to do this for 333 days. I love visiting her portfolio site, janaleemiller.com. It always makes me ...
Documenting the Magic
As you know, I take pictures every day. No, seriously. Every. Single. Day. With the advent of smart phones, it's too easy not to. I think that I still have some deep, internal scarring left over from when my family had to leave Cuba and we had no pictures of ourselves from that time, but that's not important right now. So I'm always ...
