Love is when Mami sends you a care package in the mail!
Insanity is when the package is all frozen food!
Mami: Oh, well I sent it Priority. And its December. So cold here...
Me:

Insanity is when the package is all frozen food!

Mami: Oh, well I sent it Priority. And its December. So cold here...

Me:

And what she sent are "pasteles" which are like Puerto Rican tamales. They look awful and are OK. Not my jam but it's a holiday thing and its funny beacuse Mami thinks whatever other lonely Puerto Rican woman she found in back o beyond Ohio has the LOCK on PR food in Ohio
But we live in Cleveland which some says has too many Puerto Ricans. Enough that there is a TOP TEN list of pasteles places in Cleveland!
https://m.yelp.com/search?find_desc=Pasteles&find_loc=Cleveland%2C+OH
https://m.yelp.com/search?find_desc=Pasteles&find_loc=Cleveland%2C+OH
Guys these look like Green Goblin turds when FRESH but after four days in some mail room, it's a sluice of cold plantain juice all over the counter. It's like Kevin's chili except folks were hyped for that.
My kids, already being little picks at a 6th grade level, scrambled around the package. "A gift! From abu! Yay!"
But, nope, much to their chagrin it is just a triple wrapped bag of banana mush water that feels like one of these
But, nope, much to their chagrin it is just a triple wrapped bag of banana mush water that feels like one of these
Mami: Oh, it would have been fine if the mail wasn't so slow. Its Trump's fault!
Me:
Me:
All said...I love my mother very much and appreciate all she did for me but a hefty distance (near infinite) is really what is needed to thrive.
Fin!
Fin!