As I sit here craving una empanadita de carne con un vaso de chicha morada, I can’t help but think how awesome it would be if I knew how to cook Peruvian food. Sadly, this is not one of my talents…but I want to change that. I feel I owe to my bicultural children. In the meantime, I wanted to share some pictures of some of the delectable treats we were able to feast upon during our recent trip toRead More ...
I come from a long line of atypical Latin American women who don’t really know how to cook. (My mom won’t be happy I’m divulging this information. Sorry mamita, I still think you’re an amazing woman!). I don’t have pangs of nostalgia for my grandmother’s arroz con pollo or for my tía’s empanadas. Growing up, my father was the one who cooked in my house, so the mouth-watering cravings are for his food. Having said that, my mother – withRead More ...
Food has always been my favorite part of Christmas, especially because until my Dad passed away, I never had to worry about anything expect eating! I’m not a big fan of turkey, but his was always para chuparse los dedos. Silly me, I guess I thought he’d be around forever and I never learned any of his culinary tricks. So, for the last five years we’ve just had to make do on our own – luckily we spent the lastRead More ...
Although it will never and I repeat NEVER be like the one you can have in a real cevichería in any of the many places along the coast of the capital of the beautiful country where I was born – and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise – I’d still like to share with you my father’s recipe for Peruvian ceviche-the authentic one. (I’m just a bit biased, can you tell?) But before we even get there, let me justRead More ...
Although I had every intention, I have to admit I failed miserably when it came to cooking for Vanessa when it was time for her to be fed something other than breast milk. I had envision steamers, veggies, blenders and sieves, and even though I did make her a few purées and cereals, the truth is I eventually fell for the convenience of baby food jars. Years before my daughter was born, mi Papá used to brag all the timeRead More ...
