Bourbon Brownies
Every Friday night when I was a child, my grandparents came to visit. My Gramps would settle into a chair, readying himself to read me countless books, with a can of beer and a shot of bourbon. He...
View ArticleCacao Prieto
... I scanned New York Harbor for signs of a floating bottle. “If I ever find a genie in a bottle,” I fantasized, “I know that my first wish will be ... The post Cacao Prieto appeared first on...
View ArticleAnatomy of a Cranberry Bean
When I was small, my paternal grandmother had a sewing basket that she kept on the back porch of her Chicago home. Inexplicably, at the bottom of the . . . The post Anatomy of a Cranberry Bean appeared...
View ArticleChristmas Tamales
Last year at about this time, my friend Raquel spent the day with me, teaching me to make Christmas tamales using her Abuela's recipe. A few days earlier... The post Christmas Tamales appeared first on...
View ArticleJam Juice
... “It's jam juice!” Gramps declared, pouring half the vaguely pinkish water into a small glass for me, and drinking the rest down straight from the jar... The post Jam Juice appeared first on...
View ArticleVeal Tongue
One of the unfortunate consequences of growing up in a wealthy country is that most Americans children don’t learn to value the organ meats and other . . . The post Veal Tongue appeared first on...
View ArticleLima Beans . . . Yum?
When I was about 8 or 9 years old, my Nana told me that she loved lima beans when she was my age. . . “But they just don’t taste the same anymore.” . . . The post Lima Beans . . . Yum? appeared first...
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