Whenever I visited Hilde, my adopted Cuban abuela, she would drink espresso from china demitasse cups she brought with her when her family fled Havana. The afternoon I helped her scrape black beans off the ceiling when her pressure cooker exploded, she made me cafe con leche, and a love for sweet coffee was awakened … Continue reading Cafe con leche
Tag: Friends
Pocket full of pebbles
I’m not sure what it is about me, but I often feel that I am some sort of confessional magnet. Maybe it’s my perceived zen-esque attitude, or how I talk about my family, or... who knows what, but people tend to tell me things like I’m an Internet bartender. Deep things, ‘this shit is getting … Continue reading Pocket full of pebbles
with a bang or a whimper?
It's 5:33 a.m., Friday, Dec. 12, 2012. And, I'm awake. Not because the world is destined to end in less than 20 minutes, but because this is my usual insomnia-induced, circadian rhythm hell. All my peeps are tucked, asleep in bed, oblivious to the pending doom. I'm fighting a powerful urge to rouse them all, making them … Continue reading with a bang or a whimper?
Friendship Bread, the gift that keeps giving
With the holidays fast approaching, I dug out a favorite gift-giving recipe that is meant for sharing. Not just the final baked deliciousness that you present, but also the actual ingredients. A friend (hence the name) gave me this recipe years ago. An audience participation project, it's also a commitment of time, taking a minimum … Continue reading Friendship Bread, the gift that keeps giving
Next big thing
Recently, Lisa from "empty the well" tagged me as part of the Next Big Thing Blog Hop. It's been quite a while since I've joined in this kind of blogging shenanigans, but I really like the questions involved with this one. Here are 10 inquiries about my future, award-winning novel. Being that I am once … Continue reading Next big thing
You look mah-velous
I haven't said much about this before because when I make announcements, I tend to jinx the results. Injury, and inertia were what vexed me in the past, but hopefully, barring another jinx, I can be successful. For the last five or six weeks, I've been out walking and exercising again. (If you follow me … Continue reading You look mah-velous
Thin spiral notebook 