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December 2016

Torta Sliders

Torta Sliders

2017 is just a few days away, and I couldn’t be more excited to be done with 2016 because 2016 turned out to be that girl I knew she was.

I’m sitting here listening to Paquita la del Barrio belt out “Rata de Dos Patas”, which basically describes 2016 if it were a person and also that orange thing.

“Rata inmunda
Animal rastrero
Escoria de la vida
Adefesio mal hecho

Espectro del infierno
Maldita sabandija
Cuanto daño me has hecho”…

Torta Sliders

I had been toying with the idea to launch this blog in 2015 and Billy finally pushed me to do it, and I’m extremely glad I did. I’ve gotten to meet a bunch of new businesses, groups, podcasts, and personalities in the Latinx community that I would have never met otherwise.

If you’re like me and you love storytelling and talk radio, give these socially conscious Latinx podcasts a listen:

Tamarindo Podcast

Latinos Who Lunch

Café con Chisme

I began my professional PR & Marketing career with the Small Business Development Center, so it is important for me to support local/small/brown businesses because I’ve had the opportunity to help further others’ dreams of owning their own business, and I know how much it means to them. Check out these Latinx businesses:

Rowdy Corazón

Mercado LA

Rageddy Tiff


I’m excited to travel and hopefully meet some of these new friends I’ve made (Hey Chicago, I see you girl!) and I’m also very excited to be heading back to Colima in March for my birthday!

My friend Jorge suggested I have all you chulxs submit recipes you grew up with and I think that’s a great idea, so I’ll be incorporating that into the blog.

The other day when I was making tamales, I accidentally made a little too much meat, so I decided to make them into torta sliders that are very reminiscent of tortas ahogadas. If you’re looking to fill a spot for a last minute appetizer for this weekend, look no further.

I hope all of you have a great new years eve/new years celebration y nos vemos en 2017!

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Piña Colada

Piña Colada


Christmas is over! Did el niñito Jesús bring you everything you asked for?

I’m hosting my family for New Years Eve and I’m working on putting together my menu for the night.

I’ll be roasting a chicken, barbecuing some ribs, making mashed potatoes, gravy, and for dessert I’m making my Coconut Rum Tres Leches, and we’re washing it down with wine and piña coladas. –I know what you’re thinking pero, this is what my Mom requested.

My mom loves piña coladas, and she orders them every.single.time we go out to to eat somewhere–so we’re making those today!

Piña Colada

My mom and I (aka baby potato with a head of hair) in Colima MX

When I turned 21, I was finally able to be a sponsor for my parents and they were finally able to receive their green cards. When they came in, I was so relieved.

It just felt like I had all these worries lifted off my shoulders because they could have easily been taken away from my siblings and I at any moment.

A green card meant that my parents could finally obtain a drivers license, legally work in the U.S. and they could finally be able to visit their family back in Mexico that they hadn’t seen for years.

Piña Colada

I grew up in Santa Ana, a predominantly “Hispanic” city in Orange County, where the threat of La Migra was very real. ICE routinely conducted raids in our neighborhoods and I can still remember how scared I would be when my mom would go to the Laundromat or the Supermarket by herself because I never knew if she’d make it back home.

A few weeks ago, Santa Ana’s City Council unanimously voted to declare the city a sanctuary city, to protect undocumented immigrants and it makes me super happy to see the city I grew up in stand up for them and actually recognize them as human beings. #They’re Not Rapists #They’re Not Drug Dealers

Piña Colada

I have an immense amount of respect for my mom because I know it has been quite the turbulent journey for her and I didn’t make it any easier for her when I came out to her as queer. La aprecio mucho because she has learned to ask questions, and she has learned that it is okay to challenge our cultura machista, so whenever she asks for a piña colada I am more than happy to whip one up for her

Did any of you have any similar experiences growing up with undocumented parents/family members? Feel free to share any thoughts/stories!


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Papaya Passion Fruit Rum Punch

T-minus 3 days to Christmas! Are you folx excited? Que le pidieron al niñito Jesús? 

Over the weekend, my friend Alba hosted a posada which was a ton of fun! Prayers were shared, songs were sung, and there was plenty of good food to go around. Her mom really came thru with that pozole, ponche navideño, and buñuelos. Yum!

If you don’t know what a posada is, read up here. In short, it is a religious tradition in Mexico that takes place over 9 days leading up to Christmas, where you pray, sing Christmas carols and sometimes re-enact the nativity scene.

We’re making a Papaya Passion Fruit Rum Punch today because I found these cute little Hawaiian Papayas at a Chinese supermarket, and I wanted to make something that was going to get my mind off this nippy weather!

Chilly weather is cute and all until your nips get all chapped, and getting your cardio on becomes a nightmare.. Does that happen to anyone else?

No, just me? Oh, Okay.

If you’re currently experiencing anything below 50 degrees, I hope you make this and it makes you forget about the awful weather–also, invest in a few cobijas from the swapmeet. Just sayin’, they’ll keep you warm!


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We’re 11 days away from Christmas, and I have no idea what will be on my menu. Well, except for champurrado and probably, most likely, tamales.

There’s gonna be tamales.

Remember when we made the atole de mazapan? Champurrado is just atole with chocolate and a few other spices in it. Champurrado comes from the word champurrar, which basically means to mix, and if you’re interested in learning a little bit more on the origin of atole, head back to my atole de mazapan post.

When I wasn’t drinking atole after Sunday school, I was drinking champurrado and stuffing my face with tamales de puerco. I grew up in Southern California, so it was accessible year round but champurrado was always a staple at our house during Christmas time. It’s thick, chocolatey, pretty easy to make, and so perfect for this chilly weather.

Grab some fresh bolillos  or some pan dulce and dunk your little hearts away, and if you have any eloterxs that sell champurrado/tamales in your neighborhood, please support them!

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Pozole Blanco

Pozole BlancoToday we are celebrating the day of Our Lady of Guadalupe, La Reina de México,  aka the patron saint of Mexico

In Mexico, there are tons of fiestas held on December 12th to celebrate the miracle of her apparitions because roughly about 82% of the population is Roman Catholic.

As kids we’d be dressed up in traditional native clothing, and taken to mass. Unfortunately, I lost the picture I had from when I was two, posing in front of the Virgen de Guadalupe. So you’ll just have to close your eyes and imagine me as a 2 year old looking v cute in my huarachitos, zarape and sombrero.

Pozole BlancoIt all started with Juan Diego, a native who was born under aztec rule who was traveling to the city. During his trip, the Virgen de Guadalupe appeared and told him she wanted a temple to be built on Tepeyac hill dedicated to her.

(A temple had been previously built on Tepeyac hill dedicated to Tonantzin, Aztec mother goddess, but it was destroyed by the Spaniards during the Conquest)

Juan Diego ran to to let fray Juan de Zumárraga know of the apparition, but the archbishop looked at him like he was crazy and asked him to let the Virgen de Guadalupe know to prove her identity so he knew it was real.

The following day, Juan Diego returned to speak to the archbishop, but he insisted he ask for a sign to prove her identity, so Juan Diego went back to Tepeyac hill and the Virgin appeared again and she agreed to prove her identity the next day.

Pozole BlancoWhile all this was happening, Juan Diego’s uncle was in his death bed. So that following day Juan Diego set out to find a priest who would take his uncles last words and went a different path to avoid seeing the Virgen de Guadalupe.

It didn’t work because she still appeared before him, scolded him, and told him to pick the Castilian roses that were randomly/mysteriously growing in the middle of the desert (that were also not native to Mexico) and take them to the archbishop. When Juan Diego arrived to see the archbishop, he unfolded his tilma with the roses, to reveal Our Lady of Guadalupe’s image imprinted on it and everyone was shook.

You can find Juan Diego’s tilma hung inside the Basilica de Guadalupe in Mexico City, which was built near the Tepeyac hill where she originally appeared.

Pozole BlancoIt’s a long story, I know. Pero, she’s an integral part of our culture. There’s still so much more to discuss but we’ll leave that for another day.

If you read my post on pozole rojo, you’d know that pozole is always around whenever there’s any big celebrations or birthdays, which is why we’re making it today.

After going to mass and going to school, we’d come home to a warm bowl of pozole and we’d watch the movie recounting Juan Diego’s story on Univision.

I hope you learned a little today, and if you are itching to learn a  little more, do some googling! It gets a little more weird. Just wait till you find out what they’ve discovered in the image imprinted on the original tilma!


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