“Why is your mom so loud?” - everyone in fourth grade.
You knew better than to interrupt while she was watching her telenovenas.
Those things were sacred.
She introduced you to your "cousins" every couple of years.
They just kept coming! You're not totally sure how you're related to these people, but they're probably your cousin.
There was nothing unusual about her cliantro obsession.
It grew EVERYWHERE and on EVERY window sill.
This was every meal.
If there weren't rice and beans... did you even eat?
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