Madrid |Nothing Like a Mother’s Cooking

Oh, what happened?

Did you really think my trip way over?

It’s time for part 2, The two hair plane ride to Madrid, Spain was pretty painless, which I’m grateful for. Finding our airbnb this time was a little more than a hassle then it was in Paris. Our host gave us directions, but for some reason all the calles (streets) seemed to confuse me.  We hiked up the up-hills with our luggage, loud as ever due to the cobble stones. I actually ended up walking inside the wrong building and ringing a complete stranger’s doorbell.

I was at least grateful that unless France, I knew the language and I could pass by. My spanish isn’t perfect, and let’s face it, Dominican spanish is all pretty much slang. I appreciate how Spaniards are so polite and well spoken. Let’s see if some of that rubs off on me.
Ramon’s mother had a special treat for us, but before we get in to dinner, as soon she opened the door she ran straight into his arms. You can tell how much she’s missed him, and how much he’s missed her.

The first thing I noticed was how much they resembled each other, second thing, she was was so damn cute with all of her giddiness and excitement. We all sat down for dinner and opened up a few bottles of vino rojo, red wine.

Our first course was served, it was a seafood lasagna, and I’ll admit, at first it didn’t look so appeasing, but the taste, good. I was ready for the second course, and since Nikki isn’t a fan of seafood, she was too. It was tuna stuffed into red peppers, so good, but nothing, I mean nothing, beat her main dish, paella with mussels. Delicious.

Dessert was nothing short of amazing as well, it was a champagne sorbet.

Thank you for such a welcoming dinner!


Thanks 2015

This Thanksgiving was pretty laid back compared to all the rest. I was expecting family at a table, dancing, laughing.

Christopher and I woke up at noon, hey, I barely get days off anymore, I’m sleeping in. We took over the kitchen with his mom. Millie was motivated, she was making turkey, stuffing, baked mac and cheese, sweet potato pies, potato salad..ooomg, I just drooled a bit typing that. Matt was in charge of the baked potatoes, while Chris bragged about his famous lasagna.

When the cooking was finally over, we headed upstairs to Madelyn’s house (Chris’s aunt) she had a huge buffet, and her ham is to die for.

Once I made an appearance at my parent’s, it seemed like any other day. My pops was making sandwiches, mother was chilling on the couch and my brothers were in the kitchen dissecting a nerf gun.

Modifying it, my brother Kiki insisted. Jeremy and I had our our fight, throwing darts at each other through out  the house.

When we got back it was stop number 3 at Frankie’s momma’s house. See this is what I’m talking about, everyone was eating together at the same table, cracking jokes and just simply being together. That’s what it’s all about.

I guess until I start making traditions of my own I can’t really complain much. I’ll tell you this, all of the food was amazing, and the people I got to spend time with was all that matters. Who cares if I didn’t get to dance?

I hope you all had a great holiday, you can take your “eating sweatpants” off now.

Spinach & Ricotta Stuffed Chicken Rolls

2minxinxMillie and I have been on our baking and cooking  mode lately. Millie was in the mood to make some more cookies, but I insisted that would have been too much temptation for me. I would have ate all of them, just like I stuffed my face last time (See that post HERE) I suggested making something for dinner, and she happily agreed. We decided on Chicken Pot Pies, (which I haven’t actually ever tried), but the ruling in the house threw that out the window, no one was interested in eating those!

Since it was already late, and we still had to get to the supermarket to purchase all of the ingredients, we needed to make a decision quickly. After searching the web for a few ideas, we bumped into a recipe that seemed good and healthy enough for all us to enjoy.

We got to the supermarket, and right at check out, we started to to crack up and worry all at the same time, the Credit Card was still at home in another wallet!

Millie’s niece Arlene was a doll and ran back to the house, while Millie and just sat there laughing it off. After paying, and Arlene getting back to us out of breath (poor Arlene! lol) it was time to finally start cooking, it was getting late enough as it is.

You had to see us, all stressed out. The recipe we had originally found seemed more complicated than plans to go to war. I swear we read that thing over and over and some steps just seemed meticulous. There had to be another way. Youtube it was… I swear Youtube has to be the answer for everything, and it was. We ended up finding 2 videos that some what matched what we were going for. So we decided to eyeball and merge those 3 recipes into one, and pray for the best.

We ended up making some rolls without spinach for those who think veggies taste awful, just in case.

After all of that going crazy, the chicken rolls came out pretty good, especially with garlic bread we made to pair it off. They were gone in no time!
I do have to say though, if I was to make these again, which I probably will, I will season the meat beforehand stuffing, The way they turned out was pretty damn good, but when you’re latina and used to having adobo in your life, anything without it seems dry. So next time!

I’m including the recipe for you guys, let me know if you like it when or if you make it!

kiss kiss, Minx


(serves approx. 4 people)


  • 1/2 cup finely chopped onion
  • 4 garlic cloves, minced
  • 1 (10-ounce) package frozen chopped spinach, thawed, drained, and squeezed dry or fresh spinach
  • 3/4 cup (3 ounces) shredded part-skim mozzarella cheese
  • 2/3 cup fat-free ricotta cheese
  • 1/4 cup (1 ounce) grated Parmesan cheese
  • 1/2 teaspoon salt
  • 1/4 teaspoon black pepper
  • 4 (6-ounce) skinless, boneless chicken breast halves


(Obviously we decided to preheat  the oven at 350 degrees and bake until golden, then I sprinkled a little of Goya’s seasoning on top to give it a bit more color, instead of breading with panka and frying as the video mentions below. Feel free to substitute recipe to your liking)






It was officially 12am and I hear a knock at my door. I’m as comfy as can be, pajamas on, no makeup, looking a straight  up mess.

Apparently my lover boy Q decided to be a sweetheart and surprise me with home baked cookies and a love letter.

And my home baked, I mean baked in his house, by him.

Oh yeah.

He tells me happy birthday and I read my  letter… I’ll keep that one to myself thank you very much. But the gist of it was simple enough, he loves me.

He goes on to tell me the process of his craziness. Not only was he in a rush with time, but the first batch which was meant to be a cake, was a failure. He sniffs around, when the cake is almost done and notices that the smell is peanut butter.


So he ends up throwing that out and starting all over all while being rushed so he can take a two hour train ride to me and get here by12.

Now that’s an awwwwww moment.

I’m so lucky.