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Two cultures united by Habichuelas con Dulce

When my mother-in-law arrived from Monte Cristi, maletas in tow, as soon as they were dropped against the linoleum floor my husband was...

No es lo mismo ni es igual- Habichuelas con dulce edition

You know what doesn’t translate well to English? Habichuelas con dulce. I was trying to explain to my non-Latino co-workers what a...

Three Generations of Making Habichuela con Dulce

Esto es una tradición de nosotro. Desde que tengo uso de razón he comido habichuela con dulce los Viernes Santos. My mom tells me the...

Sweets roots of habichuelas

Las Habichuelas con dulce are a Dominican tradition we eat every Good Friday during Holy Week. I do not know the origin of this dish but...

Donde come uno comen dos.

Each Sunday my sisters and I would get woken up by the sunlight hitting our faces as my mom pulled the curtains apart while she sang...

My Mother The Superhero

Growing up, my mother was my superhero. She made everything look easy and offered advice along the way so that I could get things right...

The Lessons I Taught Myself As A Woman With A Sprinkle of Sazon de Mami

The year had to be about 2000’ and I remember mi Dominicano viniendo a la casa, creeo que por la primera vez. Mami had made a Puerto...

Preparate Bien Pa que no te Jodan

Ever since I was a little girl mami would tell me “preparate bien pa que ningun hombre te pueda joder”. This was my mother’s advice to...

Lessons I learned through my mother’s life.

My mother grew up in el Campo de Luperon en Santo Domingo. Mami era pobre, she couldn’t afford shoes . The only shoes she could afford...

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