There is Something about Mary in the Deep South: My Alternate Persona My mom’s favorite holiday was April Fool’s Day. She loved to pull pranks and she would go all out on the first of April every year. She would take rotten steak and place under the couch […]
The beauty of a fitness routine versus having a joint-eater to be thin Growing up I was often referred to as Flamingo Legs. In my Puerto Rican neighborhood, I was considered thin. I was often told I had to fatten up. I then went to a private boarding […]
Against all odds. I recall a Phil Collins song by that title. I even recall a video from back in the day when MTV actually showed videos. Phil Collins’ song was about a love lost and an empty space left behind in one’s heart. The song, when it […]
Bomba Y Plena: Dancing Whimsy at a Leadership Development and Training Event I grew up in the South Bronx in a fairly predominant Puerto Rican neighborhood. We would do parrandas (a version of caroling) around the Christmas holidays and drink coquitos. However, it was not until I went […]
The prophetic nature of my Puerto Rican dreams I come from a highly superstitious family. Every body part, for example, has some superstition attached to it. Itchy palms means money is headed one’s way and ringing ears means someone is talking about you. White fingernail spots means […]
The day I negotiated the purchase of local artwork behind a telephone pole in Havana, Cuba The humidity was creating a grand frizz on my head. I didn’t care however as I sauntered down the Paseo del Prado. How vibrant and eclectic and entirely intoxicating. Cuba was so […]
Being silent nevermore: I now raise the roof on behalf of those whose voices have been muted Growing up I was labeled as “gifted”. I was offered the opportunity to skip a grade, which I wisely declined. Teachers in the South Bronx loved me. I was studious. I […]
Peace, love and understanding wrapped up in my treasured folk-art piece As a poor girl growing up in the South Bronx, I didn’t have much. I definitely didn’t have much that was of monetary value. I didn’t really have that many toys; which may be why I […]
I tend to travel down to Atlanta every three months or so every year. Some years there are more trips down to the land of peach pie, peach streets and peach lanes. I have been doing this now for 8 years affording me the opportunity to see Atlanta […]
My Hispanic Kitchen While Traveling the Road: Sazón and Café con Leche Daily Prompt: Ingredients I barely cook. Hmm. Let me qualify this further. What is less than barely cooking? I cook every once in a blue moon. Unfortunately, I do not have much time for cooking. I […]
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