A little imagination, tons of love and a pinch of seasoning! I think this statement defines the art of cooking: an adventure of combinations, smells, textures and of course, flavors. It’s rewarding to see how my children and husband are fascinated by every dish I prepare. I decided to learn more about gastronomic culture when I found myself living alone in a foreign country. I learned to discover a taste for simple dishes, national and international ones, always adding a little personal touch. I majored in Communications and Journalism, and I invite you to read me here and together enjoy the adventure of delicious flavors!
What a delicious memory! At home, the word ajiaco (potato and chicken stew) was always accompanied by a party, friends, cousins and uncles coming over; and with lots, and lots of flavor. From the very first moment the pot was
Mother’s Day should actually be: “Another Day to Honor Mothers.” I don’t think there’s a love as unconditional, special and sacred as that of the woman who gave birth to you. For this reason and a thousand others, my family