The Green Mama Blog

Posted: May 26, 2016 ...by
If you are Cuban, you have family in Miami. If you live in a cold clime, like Chicago, you welcome going to visit them during the relentless winter. That sounds simple enough, no?  It is. Until you have children. And you’ve gone Green. (Or, “loca”, if your abuela was to describe it.) Packing was easy...Read More »Read More
Posted: May 21, 2016 ...by
There isn’t a hispanic cupboard in the world that doesn’t contain Sazon. Not one. My mother cooked with it. As did hers. As ubiquitous as salt, Sazon is the Spanish version of…well, salt. I never read its ingredients, as I would always mindlessly toss a box of Sazon in my grocery trolley as one might...Read More »Read More
Posted: May 13, 2016 ...by
This is actually a rather difficult post for me to write. Not literally, but, culturally, and as someone who doesn’t want to offend her partner or family – and who is trembling with indignation at her fellow Hispanics whom have created these chemical abominations. At first, I was going to share what was, hopefully, a...Read More »Read More
Posted: May 3, 2016 ...by
As a good Cuban Catholic, my first child was, obviously, to be baptized. He would first wear the family gown, before a costume change into the gown that I had made for him to pass down to his future children, (remade from an antique Edwardian wedding gown that I had found on Etsy), before changing...Read More »Read More
Posted: May 2, 2016 ...by
Violets are Blue 1 (CI42090) If you are Cuban, and old enough to read this, you have smelled like “Violetas.” You were doused in it from the moment that you came from the hospital, wearing red booties to ward off the “evil eye.” The only time you weren’t smelling of violets, is when you were...Read More »Read More