My side of the closet. Notice hangers that are the same color as well as the old retro Mac.I'm very territorial about my hangers. I like all my clothes on hangers that are neither wire nor wood but instead plastic and of course, all the same color. I spent a pretty penny on my clothes... Continue Reading →
On my last trip to Los Angeles about two weekends ago, I was locked out of Porto's. I was three minutes late. Regardless of how much I begged the lady guarding the entrance ("I drove ALL the way from San Diego!") or my posse behind me (some guy who had come from San Francisco and... Continue Reading →
Nothing says "Easter" like Cuban food, so that where Darlene and I -- along with my parents who were in town for the weekend -- went to celebrate the day that has something to do with Jesus and bunnies.When we drove into the parking lot of Habana Cuban Restaurant in La Mesa, we were greeted... Continue Reading →
Somehow, I can't help but feel like I'm cheating. That if I loved potato balls so much that I should be spending sleepless nights trying to crack the code for potato balls. I'm so close yet still so far.So maybe I should have diverted my eyes when I saw Goya brand frozen potato balls at... Continue Reading →
My search for a potato ball in the Southland has led me to experiment with attempting to create them in the safety of my home. It should be easy, right? I've been eating them for more than a year. And during those times I've pondered and examined the objects in question, noticing the nuances of... Continue Reading →
The last few months, I've been looking for a replacement for my papas rellanas (potato ball) fix which is usually satified by a trip to Porto's Bakery in Burbank. Beside the original location in Glendale, Porto's doesn't have plans to open a location in Orange County any time soon. This is sadly noted by my... Continue Reading →
I've been meaning to blog about Porto's Bakery in Burbank for a while now. It's a Cuban cafe and bakery that is always packed on weekends. The Burbank location is the newest of two locations, with the original store in Glendale. Finding seats during the lunch hour rush is a challenge but the wait in... Continue Reading →
My Burning Kitchen 