You’ve already been reading on our Facebook page, Twitter stream and on Tuesday’s post that last week Roxana and I spent four days together in NYC during the BlogHer annual convention. To be able to continue to grow SpanglishBaby into an organic community with real and loud voices, we need to branch out where people are paying attention. Let me tell you, SpanglishBaby was getting lots of attention at BlogHer and it’s all yours! Part of that attention was aRead More ...
I think one of the treats I took the most for granted when I lived in El Salvador and, later, in Mexico was the paleta, the ultimate frozen treat. They are everywhere and anywhere. I grew up with the ding, ding of the bell hanging from the paletero’s cart as he walked in front of my house at the same time every afternoon. My favorites were the paletas de coco, de fresa, pistachio and horchata. I still remember the timeRead More ...
Like so many Latin foods, words, and traditions, the incarnations of what we usually call “salsa” are innumerable. As a Salvadoran, I grew up with Chirimol, which is kind of similar to what you find at mexican restaurants as “pico de gallo.” It’s easy to make, and delicious. Cebollas, Limon, y Sal–these are a few of the strong sabores in chirimol, and they all work to balance eachother perfectly. No matter what the occasion, every family celebration I remember fromRead More ...
I remember traveling from El Salvador every summer to my Dad’s house in Houston and being in awe every time we would pass by a random pupusería in the middle of Texas. Back then, you had to be very Salvi to even know what that word meant without putting on a grossed-out snarl on your face and going: “pupu…what?!” Now, I’m happy to report, that I’m no longer pupusa-deprived when I travel to Texas or anywhere in California. Pupusas, that mouth-wateringRead More ...
