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. . . my life as a light skin Latino: November 2011
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My life as a light skin Latino. Friday, November 18, 2011. It’s been a rough week . . . And it all started with this. You know those first few seconds after you wake up and your thoughts are as vivid as your dreams? Those few semi unconscious moments when your brain is relaxed and your thoughts and memories are as real as the bed beneath you. Last week, I woke up thinking about my cousin Ernie. I opened my eyes and the first image I had was of him the day he killed himself. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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. . . my life as a light skin Latino: My first roasted chicken
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My life as a light skin Latino. Thursday, August 11, 2011. My first roasted chicken. After thinking about it for a few weeks, I finally decided to try the roasted chicken recipe from Julia Child’s, Cooking With Master Chefs. This being my first roasted chicken ever, I was a bit intimidated. I’m not sure why, but I was. Whenever I try a new recipe, I follow it to the letter. Oh, and I couldn’t find a 5 lb roaster, so I used an 8 lb bird. I was amazed by how delicious this recipe turned out. It was so easy.
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. . . my life as a light skin Latino: July 2011
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My life as a light skin Latino. Friday, July 22, 2011. A little TLC in the garden has paid off. It’s been a good few months in the garden. Despite this massive heat wave (a.k.a. heat dome), everything is growing nicely. Even my last three problems seem to be going away. The new cucumber I planted last week is catching up to the rest of its neighbors. Since it’s the end of the season, finding a new seedling was not easy. But my persistence paid off and now I have 4 new cucumber plants to experiment with.
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. . . my life as a light skin Latino: April 2011
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My life as a light skin Latino. Thursday, April 21, 2011. So Earth Day is here . . . So Earth Day is here, and frankly, I don’t care. I recycle, I gr. Ow a few veggies, I do my best to not eat processed food, I open windows instead of turning on the AC, I use florescent light bulbs . . . and I don’t really feel like doing much more. I could get rid of my truck, buy new windows for my house, upgrade my washer and dryer, install an energy efficient AC unit. But you know what, all that costs money. We grew ...
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. . . my life as a light skin Latino: Basic tomato sauce, yum!
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My life as a light skin Latino. Tuesday, August 16, 2011. Basic tomato sauce, yum! Unfortunately, I was NOT able to get my hands on neither the main ingredient (San Marzano tomatoes) nor the secret ingredient (anchovy paste). I drove all over town looking for the tomatoes and paste, and nothing. Giant, Safeway, Trader Joes, you all suck! 2 cans (28-oz each) whole peeled tomatoes (the regular cheap-brand). 1/4 cup olive oil. 1 white onion, diced. 4 cloves garlic, finely minced. 1/2 tsp dried Italian herbs.
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. . . my life as a light skin Latino: Fried Eggs
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My life as a light skin Latino. Thursday, March 1, 2012. When I was little, my grandmother would ask us “how many eggs do you want for breakfast? Each one of use would always say “4! It never failed, she always replied “well, you’re getting 2.”. March 1, 2012 at 7:22 AM. And he replied, Extra cheese does NOT exist. We never ordered anything other than peperoni, but he kept asking. March 1, 2012 at 9:41 AM. I agree with your dad, extra cheese is NOT a topping. Me: What do you guys want for dinner? This is...
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. . . my life as a light skin Latino: August 2011
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My life as a light skin Latino. Tuesday, August 16, 2011. Basic tomato sauce, yum! Unfortunately, I was NOT able to get my hands on neither the main ingredient (San Marzano tomatoes) nor the secret ingredient (anchovy paste). I drove all over town looking for the tomatoes and paste, and nothing. Giant, Safeway, Trader Joes, you all suck! 2 cans (28-oz each) whole peeled tomatoes (the regular cheap-brand). 1/4 cup olive oil. 1 white onion, diced. 4 cloves garlic, finely minced. 1/2 tsp dried Italian herbs.
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. . . my life as a light skin Latino: March 2011
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My life as a light skin Latino. Tuesday, March 29, 2011. Maryland's direct wine shipping bill passes. If all goes well, I can finally join the wine of the month club from my favorite winery, Duplin Winery. According to their website, Duplin produces over 300,000 cases of wine annually AND is the largest Muscadine winery in the world . . . and I want in damn it! Today may be my lucky day! Governor O’Malley ready for his signature. Wednesday, March 23, 2011. Why Light Skin Latino: Part II. As an adult, I n...
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. . . my life as a light skin Latino: All good now
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My life as a light skin Latino. Monday, March 12, 2012. Once I became a young adult, a childhood full of abuse turned into anger and feelings of worthlessness. Today, I simply feel like damaged goods . . . but I’m Ok with it all now. I’m still awesome, like an antique that simply needs restoring. It took years, but I’ve restored myself. The worst parts of her have stopped flashing in and out. The whips, the belts, the electrical cords, all but empty memories. I no longer remember what they felt like.
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. . . my life as a light skin Latino: March 2012
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My life as a light skin Latino. Monday, March 12, 2012. Once I became a young adult, a childhood full of abuse turned into anger and feelings of worthlessness. Today, I simply feel like damaged goods . . . but I’m Ok with it all now. I’m still awesome, like an antique that simply needs restoring. It took years, but I’ve restored myself. The worst parts of her have stopped flashing in and out. The whips, the belts, the electrical cords, all but empty memories. I no longer remember what they felt like.
