Mother of God.
I have a lot of "Ooooh Guiri" moments. You know, when I do something SO American, I wonder how I've survived four years living outside of the Grand Old Republic.…
I have a lot of "Ooooh Guiri" moments. You know, when I do something SO American, I wonder how I've survived four years living outside of the Grand Old Republic.…
I was pretty set on my tastes when I came to Spain. Remembering my señora's first meal in Valladolid (Niñas, this is pretty much whatever was in the fridge mixed…
Today I had on one of those struggle faces. One of those "Don't-bug-me-or-stand-in-front-of-the-coffee-machine-as-I'm-tired" faces that Refu always points out with a jolly, Seño, tienes mala carilla! I was tired, overwhelmed…