What’s up love bugs! My grandma used to call me “hita” and “mija,” “punkin,” and “little hot dog.” She was, and to this day remains, the coolest person I’ve ever known. She would share her Double Bubble with me as a little girl and taught the monumental lesson of blowing bubbles with said Double Bubble. […]

My Favorite Oats

Growing up I could never understand my mother’s love for oatmeal. It just seemed so… blah (unless, of course, it was saturated in copious amounts of butter and brown sugar, which even then didn’t seem like quite enough. Honestly, you can never really have too much butter.) Fast forward a million years and now here […]