*Disclosure: This post is part of my ongoing relationship with the folks from Sabra Hummus. I am thrilled to be a Sabra Tastemaker and excited to share recipes I have developed using Sabra Hummus. I am being compensated to develop recipes to share with you; all opinions expressed here are 100% mine. Grapefruit Hummus Salad Dressing I grew up eating a ton of garbanzo beans.  My mami loved to sprinkle them in fideo, arroz y en las sopitas she would make us when we were feeling under the weather.  My little sister used to pick them out, one by one… Read More

Disclosure: This is a sponsored post with Sweet Life and Chinet celebrating Summer Baking. All opinions expressed here are 100% mine. Chilaquiles Casserole Growing up I would be amazed how effortlessly my mom could feed a crowd.  She would swiftly move from task to task dicing, stirring or seasoning, she made it all seem effortlessly.  The table was set no dirty dishes in sight and the house smelled heavenly. At the table you would always find freshly made salsa, plenty of queso fresco and stacks of homemade flour tortillas.  Piping cups of coffee were ready to be sweetened, an agua… Read More

Paletas de Fresa y Aguacate I have been enjoying loads of avocados on my salad with vibrant drizzles of fresh strawberry dressing lately. The Texas temperatures are slowly creeping up, up, up and some days a big ole salad is all you crave. I thought why not combine the two, pour them into little cups and freeze’em for a cool after dinner treat. They. Were. A. Hit!    Summer Fest with Food Network!! This week we celebrate Berries. Check out what yummy treat these yummy bloggers have whipped up in their kitchen. Feed Me Phoebe: Gluten-Free Blueberry-Almond Pancakes The Lemon Bowl:… Read More

Beer Can Chicken On the weekends papi would drag us outside to clean the yard.  Mow, weed, rake and trim branches. He was a hard ass about the entire process, he demanded perfection.  We all just wanted to crawl back into bed and watch Saturday morning cartoons.  We would spend the entire day outside until the yard met his strict requirements. When he was satisfied he would jump in his truck and head to the grocery store.  He would return with drumstick ice cream cones, a bag of chicken, a few onions, beer and candy.  He would crank up the sprinklers,… Read More

Disclosure: This is a sponsored post with Sweet Life and Tu Seleccíon partner of Vive Mejor.com. All opinions expressed here are 100% mine.   Elotes My older sister and I grew up playing soccer.  It was a big part of our childhood. Weeknight evening practices and bouncing from one weekend game to another.  We had the best time. She was one division ahead of me because of age, so we never had to play against one another, no family rivals. Which my mother appreciated. I had my team, she had hers.  Then one year there was a division rule change… Read More

Blackberry Margarita Mami spent her summer’s picking blackberries, carefully washing them and sorting them in freezer bags for the winter.   We had a cluster of large bushes in our backyard that seem to explode overnight with blackberries.  Our next door neighbor would also collect as much as he could to make jam.  They would spend hours with a bucket at their sides, picking blackberries and talking. They talked family, friends and recipes.  We were the runners.  We were in charge of carrying the crammed bucket inside, placing the berries in a huge strainer and returning the empty bucket.  As soon… Read More

Guayaba Limeade I tasted my first guayaba at my abuelito’s house when I was ten. I had gone to stay a few weeks with them over the summer and he always made sure we had plenty of pan dulce, orange juice, fruit and fresh corn tortillas.  In the late afternoons we would walk to a tiny corner store at the end of the street to pick up a few dulces, this was my older sister’s favorite time of the day. My abuelita would make him a grocery list (she never learned to drive) and we would pile into his car… Read More

Peach Margarita Texas is truly blessed with breathtaking peaches each year.  I love them. The sweet taste of peaches evokes my childhood; summer days spent eating raspas or ice cream with a chin full of sugary drizzle slowly making its way down your neck. Sweet heaven I tell ya! The smell of peaches remind me of the first time I took my kids peach picking with their papi and luscious peaches were used in the first dessert I baked for my new husband (mi carino). A true Texas peach is sweet, but beefy and makes you smile all day. I’ve kicked… Read More