When my daughter tried Chocolate de Maíz (Roasted Corn “Cocoa”) for the first time this week I had no hopes that she’d like it. Kids are fickle creatures, and knowing what they’ll love or hate is difficult to predict. Amazingly she loved it.
I’m glad she did, because I’m planning to make it often. After all, this is a drink that brings back memories of my own childhood.
A few years ago I asked my mother for the only thing I wanted to inherit from her: our family photos.
To me, photography is not only a passion, it is my memory. Along with defective genes, a lousy memory is also part of my inheritance. The box containing the yellowed photos in varied states of disrepair is the visual memory of where I come from. It’s part of what I am.
A couple of days ago, in the company of a steaming cup of coffee prepared just like grandma used to, and some Oatmeal and Almond Cookies, I slowly immersed myself in the past.
Days have been getting cooler here, and little by little summer is turning into fall. So let’s give summer the sendoff it deserves with this flavorful, refreshing Sparkly Pomegranate and Watermelon Limeade.
The change from summer to fall in these parts of the world is subtle. There are no dramatic changes in the color of the local vegetation, no changing the wardrobe is necessary. But we still feel it just as well, and it may just be me, but there are also subtle changes in our mood.
I have been thinking a lot about traditions lately, and it’s apropos of these Cod Fishcakes that I’d like to leave an idea in your mind. Please humor me…
As anyone who’s ever written about their own country’s traditional food finds out, there’ll soon be controversy over the definition of “traditional”, and what it comprises. This is something that we ourselves have poured much virtual ink into, and the source of many a controversy.
Like the description at the top of our blog reads, we certainly write about traditional Dominican culinary culture, but ultimately, this is a personal blog, we write about the food we love (which usually connect us back to our beloved half-island), but it’s also about our adventures, in and outside of the kitchen.
I don’t like bath rugs, I find them a bit unhygienic. Instead we use “floor towels”, or whatever the name is. We wash them every time we do laundry, and they seem to last at least a couple of years, if not more (we rotate them).
Because Nadia’s bathroom is small, our standard-size ones don’t fit, so I made her towel rugs with some old towels that were otherwise headed for the trash bin, and with some new towels (I could have bought the fabric by the yard too) I made her matching hand towels and a bathrobe. It makes for a lovely handmade towel set for kids, perfect for gifting.