Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Today I called my grandmother and asked her how she makes her frijoles. She always had a pot of something cooking on the stove and it seemed like she was always doing something in the kitchen. I pulled out the dried beans and in a couple of hours my home smelled like my childhood. Can't express how beautiful it was today for me to cook my grandmothers recipe. It's so incredibly important that we don't forget these things. That continue to pass on our traditions to our children. Needless to say my son ate a whole plate and I absolutely cannot wait for both my sons to have these comforting food memories too.

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