When I was a kid, I learned pretty on how to make coffee. I didn’t drink any until my late twenties, but I made very good coffee for others. I used to make coffee the old-fashioned Puerto Rican way: Stovetop Espresso. Nowadays, there are tons of fancy espresso […]
Let me state from the outset. I can cook. I can follow a recipe. I can improvise a bit. I just choose to not cook these days. Or rather it’s a bit hard to in my NYC apartment and I don’t push it. Now, with that out of […]
I will admit that my refrigerator is often very empty. Even when I was pregnant I barely kept anything in my refrigerator because I had morning sickness through the eighth month. I couldn’t hold anything down in my body so it made no sense to keep a well-stocked […]
The year of 2020 has, most certainly, worn itself thin. It’s been tiring, grating, and, depressing. So much so that you have therapists basically holding sessions from sun-up to midnight. At times there seems to be no reprieve whichever way you turn. I’m still trying to have my […]
I am a stockpile hoarder. There I stated it. Now, let me back into this and move forward. Back in February, I knew the pandemic was coming. I started to prepare both at work and at home. Well, at home, my preparations were already longstanding. I already had […]
Rise and shine and be merry. And, as Truman noted each morning to his Truman Show neighbors “good morning, and in case I don’t see ya, good afternoon, good evening, and good night!” Yuck. I can be sunny, but I don’t believe I’ve ever been that chipper. I […]
Sometimes I am very silly. Very silly, indeed. I am a fairly smart woman but there are times, namely in the am before coffee, where I’m a bit fuzzy and may not think through everything in a particular scenario. Such was life one day this past week. I […]
Growing up I hated coffee. Of course, kids hate coffee. Or rather, they used to. Nowadays, you see kids in the coffee shops with their lattes in hand. How did that happen? My son does not care for coffee. Nor does he drink soda. He doesn’t do any […]
Compared to my family and a few other people I know, I started drinking coffee a bit later in life. I made most excellent coffee for my mother at the age of nine but I never felt compelled to drink it. I felt it was too bitter. […]
Growing up I loved my mother dearly and felt lucky to have her as my mother. She always tried to make my life better and give me the opportunity to spread my wings. Even still, just like many other kids, I often noted I would be different. I […]
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