Last week I received an email from my beloved brother with the subject line, “I love America,” and a body that continued, “and our many food options. So sorry to do this to you, but I'm going to tell you anyway. I just had Salvadorean food for lunch and it was sooo good: plantain, black beans, pork, tamale, pupusa, potatoes... so yea, sorry again.”
Sorry indeed. Rub my nose in a plate of couscous, why don’t you.
Friday, July 30, 2010
Friday, July 16, 2010
A Date with History
I’d been checking her out for a while. Read some of her books. Googled her biography. Watched a documentary in which she made an appearance. In short, I was crushing pretty hard.
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