About Me

I grew up in my Nana’s kitchen watching her grill chiles on the comal, boil her magical frijoles d1379577_10202050650210246_1121817709_ne olla and use her molcajete to make delicious salsas.  Being the eldest girl in the family, she put me to work in the kitchen as soon as she realized I knew how to properly crack an egg. I might have been six or seven years old at the time, the same age my daughter is now. I remember that moment very vividly. Since then the kitchen became the place that intrigued me the most and where I felt most creative. From my Nana, I learned to work with lots of fresh food, how often to check on boiling beans, how to skin a chile without burning my eyes and most importantly, how to feed a large family with very little. Since then my fascination for food, family and culture has grown. I majored in Cultural Anthropology because it allowed me to immerse myself in other cultures and learn their traditional food ways. Often when I travel, I find myself in someone’s kitchen cooking alongside them while learning their family’s history as they recount how they learned to cook. In many ways I never left the kitchen.


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  1. Maria Garcia-Manns says:

    OMG, I love your story. Nana has taught us girls so much when it comes to cooking. “How to feed a large family with very little”. So on point. Not to mention “how to whip up a delicious meal with very little”. This is awesome T! Love ya!


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