Go ahead touch my hair if you must, I will no longer be offended
When I lived in Spain many years ago, I was considered exotic by many Spaniards and Europeans in general. I was different looking as I am brown and curly-haired. The fact […]
Why I hate listening to loud television
Nearly eight years ago, I started watching the television on mute with closed caption. I took on, what was for me, a strange way of watching television, when my son was born. […]
You know you are in LA when…Botanicas and wine co-exist
I have now been in Los Angeles exactly six months and I think I am getting the hang of it. I know to add an extra 20 minutes to any commute, to […]
June gloom is real..go figure
I have often complained about the fact that it almost always rains on my birthday. Its in early May still undergoing the transition from April showers. This past year, I didn’t have […]
A distrust of dishwashers and yet washing dishes beforehand peeves me
I have a lot of pet peeves these days. There was a time where not much bothered me about the world. I suppose that was back when I was five or […]
Catching my breath: Dirt roads from the sky
Many, many years ago we went on a road trip to a sleepy northern California town called Gualala. We absolutely loved the small town and sleeping to the natural sounds […]
A curly girl’s must have items: Drano, dustbuster, and a thick skin
Ever since I was a little girl, I have had a love-hate relationship with my hair. My mom didn’t have a clue how to comb curly hair and thus my hair […]
Palm trees in my heart soaking up the tears
Who doesn’t love palm trees? In the past, palms were symbols of victory, peace, and fertility. The Romans rewarded champions of the games and celebrated success in war with palm branches. The […]
Ornate dining and its inauthentic self
During my travels it is often quite an adventure deciding where to eat. Does one pick a popular restaurant? Perhaps a place that serves a cuisine one has never had. Other times […]
Connecting with Cuba: Un día volveré
Connecting with Cuba: Un día volveré I am a Puerto Rican in California dreaming of Cuba. It may seem odd to some. However, I wonder what will happen to the Cuba I […]
