At 5:45 a.m. or so I started to wake up and notice that something odd was happening……as I lay there, my thought was, “what the hell is this???” It took me a few moments to realize, holy crap! 29 more words
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Overlooking the City of Oaxaca
I’m 12 days into my Mexico adventure, and, so far, it has truly been a unique, challenging, and rewarding escapade. My home for the month is the city of Oaxaca (pronounced wah-HA-ka), a small and historical urban center located in the southern part of Mexico. 1,108 more words
My mother is the chef in my family. I have always been, most simply, an eater.
I come from a long line of cooking women. My great-grandmother was an award-winning pie baker in Iowa City, Iowa, where she donated the winnings to charities each year. 582 more words