Chuck Hughes and Tomato Pie, a 10/10 Afternoon

Friday¬†was a little bit surreal. I left work early, went home and made a quick omelette, and then ran to the metro. I took the Orange Line from Sherbrooke all the way up to Montmorency, and then hopped onto the bus that Google Maps had told me to hop onto. I spoke with the busContinue reading “Chuck Hughes and Tomato Pie, a 10/10 Afternoon”

Gefilte Fish a la Veracruzana, or, My Identity in One Dish

I’ve always had trouble with forms that ask me to mark my race or ethnicity in one box, and I know I’m far from the only one who feels this way. Do I check Latina? Both my parents and all my grandparents were born and raised in Mexico, and I grew up speaking Spanish atContinue reading “Gefilte Fish a la Veracruzana, or, My Identity in One Dish”