You know that old relationship you had in high school. The one that, at the time, you thought was perfect and could never end. The two of you were inseparable. You’d write notes and leave them in each other’s locker, you’d let them wear your favorite Starter jacket all week and you’d always…always figure out a…
The past few weeks have been really difficult. Regardless of what side you find yourself on, it’s been incredibly stressful to watch what’s been happening in the world. Especially here in the states. In my, admittedly short, lifetime I’ve never seen the America as openly divided as it is now. The divide stretches across gender,…
Imagine, if you will, a place. Not just any place, but a place that is inside another place. Some call it…a room. A room where a group of people engage in learnings. A class room. Enough of that? Ok, well mi madre and I took a class at Eataly Chicago on Thursday and it was…
In an effort to healthy-up our lives Stax and I decided to buy some salmon. In fact, we didn’t just decide to buy the salmon…we also decided to eat the salmon. I enjoy writing the word salmon almost as much as I enjoy eating it. Salmon. This was an easy fast dish to make after…
Well, here we are again. Just you and me. No one else is reading this but you. So consider yourself incredibly special, not only to me…but also to Earth Mother Gaia. Which, you know…is pretty neat. I was traveling this week so I had to do some meal prep for the wife, in order to…
Right about now, you’re probably asking “what is Man N’ Goat” and “how could it possibly be legal within the scope of the Geneva Convention”. While it might sound like some Island of Dr. Moreau monster, it is something far more delicious and slightly less French. Because Dr. Moreau was a french guy…and this recipe includes…
via Daily Prompt: Hopeful I’d love to write “I woke up this morning feeling hopeful for a better year”…but I can’t. I mean, obviously, I did just write that, but it’s in quotes so as to give you the impression that it wasn’t actually something I’d said. “I’m Sorry” for confusing anyone. The harsh reality…
Like the Godfather and Dirty Dancing before it, Christmas with Mama G: Parto Uno was in need of a sequel in order to tell the whole story. Michael Corleone had only just begun to scratch the surface of what it meant to lead the family and expand his power. Those people from the Dirty Dancing Havana Nights needed…
We cooked the shit out of Christmas. It was a group effort and our poor stomachs didn’t stand a chance. The assault was mighty and relentless and the tattered remains of our willpower lay in heaps next to cookie crumbs and empty plates. This is the story chronicling the events of December…
Oh boy oh boy. What a crazy couple of weeks huh? All culminating in one of the greatest food holidays of all time. Thanksgiving. If you’re like me, you decided to avoid all conversation about the recent election through food and drink. I found that the rhythmic movement of my jaw eating turkey, stuffing, veggies,…
Camp Garcia 