Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’…

IMG_2524One of the treats we look forward to each summer are homemade flour tortillas from Alex’s mom. She grew up making these by the dozen each morning, and used to sell them to neighbors to make extra money, so she spins out about a dozen perfect little circles in five minutes. I, on the other hand, require a lot more time and end up with something that looks more like an amoeba. Continue reading

Veggie Roll

Saturday AM Text from Floral Park Garden Swap COO:

  • What if we started “Garden Swap Delivery.” We load up our bikes with produce, drive around the neighborhood, ring a garden swap regular’s doorbell, and give them produce.”

Sounded good to me.  Next thing I know,  Continue reading

Camp Cravings

Alex and I have been together for over twenty years. One of the first dishes his mom made for me was a family tradition- Po-Tacos. She makes them every time she goes camping. At first I was skeptical about the addition of potatoes to my tacos, but I quickly learned that this was a very good thing for a variety of reasons:IMG_2477 Continue reading

Heat Wave

Our house doesn’t have any air conditioning. Ironically, the Tap Room does. Therefore, when temperatures hit 119 degrees in Orange County, we left the not so comfortable home and headed to the Tap Room where it was cool. Thankfully, my aunt had given me a fryer which I quickly hooked up and used as an impromptu kitchen in the coolness of the tap room. Bonus: Continue reading

Leaving our mark

For Father’s day this year, my whole family was all together. This is unique because my stepsister just moved back from Hawaii, so my stepdad has been without his daughter on Father’s day for a good 15 years or so. I’m sure he’s delighted she’s back in town. Given 1) we live in SoCal, 2) it was blazing hot inland, and 3) my parents are fortunate enough to own a sailboat, we all headed to the docks for a little sipping and sailing. Continue reading

We are Santa Ana

As usually happens when you meet a new acquaintance, they ask where you live. The conversations goes like this:

  • Me: “Hi, nice to meet you.”Fountain
  • Acquaintance: “Nice to meet you as well, are you from around here?”
  • Me: “Yes, I’ve always lived in Orange County. I grew up and still live in Santa Ana.”
  • Acquaintance: “Oh. Really?? (Insert incredulous look of surprise here. End conversation about residences.)”

Santa Ana gets a bad rap. Just like any suburban/urban city, Continue reading