Don’t they look delicious?
Friday, March 30, 2007
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sometimes. other times the exact opposite. but at all times, unabashedly mine.
"How we spend our days, is ofcourse, how we spend our lives." - A. Dillard
About Me
- La Cubana Gringa
- I am the product of Cuban parents who, aside from smothering me with love, went to great lengths to embarrass me during my impressionable years. This fostered my authorship of several absurdly wistful adolescent girly journals and the eventual need to seek affirmation through education. So I did. I went to med school. And this obnoxious blog (aside from a residency position in general surgery) is what I have to show for it all. Caution: I’m often gross. I frequently fragment sentences. And I always respond well to flattery. So bring it on. (See, I told you I fragment sentences a lot.)
My favorite characters...
Boyfriend: The Brit, aka The Queen’s Own, aka El Gringito Mio
Best Friend:Dochechka, aka Moi malenki varenik, aka da boss
Mom:La Mamacusa
Mom's Hubby: The Love Muscle
Grandfather: Abuelito, aka El Exagerado
Dad:Daddio
Dad's Fiance: La Italiana
Brother:Homeslice
Cousin: Busubelly
Best Friend's Mom: Mamichki
Roommate A: Vinja
Roommate A's girlfriend: Rattie, aka Ratatat
Roommate B: Captain Organico
Roommate C: Mr. Wonderful
High School Amigo: Mr. Poopie
High School Amiga: Tulip
Best Friend from Middle School: Miss Legs For Miles
recent madness...
Assorted brands of madness...
- away from home (3)
- ay Dios mio (14)
- broken and beautiful world (3)
- cuba (5)
- from russia with love (5)
- giggle guffaw snort (21)
- hands off/he's mine (14)
- holidays (8)
- I have my reasons (2)
- inexact science (7)
- letters (5)
- lists (3)
- me gusta (12)
- my family novela (11)
- niblet (23)
- not for the squeamish (1)
- not your average day (7)
- notes from the OR (3)
- piss and moan (6)
- rare instances of speechlessness (4)
- simple pleasures (6)
- sunday scribblings (1)
- teenage turmoil (2)
Madness forgiven but not forgotten...
- May 2007 (3)
- April 2007 (21)
- March 2007 (21)
- February 2007 (18)
- January 2007 (24)
- December 2006 (17)
- November 2006 (15)
Anything nice to say?
Please kindly direct all other comments to this gentleman, as he is far better than I at receiving complaints and not doing anything about them.
Madness other than my own...
- 6foot6
- chronicles of a brown man
- claire kramer
- dooce
- edvard moonke
- el guapo en dc
- enidd
- finslippy
- gallery of the absurd
- go fug yourself
- i am livid
- it's not me, it's you
- kill the goat
- little red boat
- living for disco
- miss doxie
- must get hobby
- notes from a very small island
- on the banks of the rio grande
- petite anglaise
- pointless endeavors
- ramblings of a waspgoddess
- sometimes everything girl
- the life i chose
- whoopee
google searches leading to this blog...
- naked gringa
- sweet things to say via text
- chocolate lava cake
- cuban superstition
- humuhumunukunukukuapua
- el abuelito cheese
- joey mcintyre
- gross grand long penis
- thigh circumference tina turner
- superstition of broken mirrors
- john williams/et/star wars
- peru slippers
- cuban pernil
- tangerine moments weightloss
- a nurse's true story on demonstrating a rectal exam
- from Russia with love by closed heart surgery
- testicles unnecessary, geriatric
- niblet goat
- scratching testicles constantly
- unclog ear filled with mucus
- barrigon architecture
- be tactful: overlook not your own opportunity
- tulipa hotpants
- clitoris
- since the divorce
- real leprechaun shoes
- freeway tires japan
- cindy crawford gerbil
- shootings and stabbings in panama
- what is vana white's salary
Hark!!
The ramblings, adamant opinions, soliloquies, and written interpretations of my adventures and misadventures are mine and mine alone. They do not, in any way, reflect the ramblings, adamant opinions, soliloquies or written interpretations of the adventures and misadventures of my employers, colleagues, patients, nutty family, or my colorful friends. The privacy of my employers, colleagues, patients, nutty family and colorful friends is sacred & deeply respected, so no names. All words Copyright © la cubana gringa, no method, just madness 2006-2007.
6 comments:
Hee. You are so very clever, you.
I suppose it goes without saying, but they look delectable indeed!
Nice Rack of rolls...
Catherine sent me over...
And glad for the giggle...
I used to bake like that too, but my cakes tend to fall a little now. Maybe I've left them in the oven too long . . .
I found your blog courtesy of El Guapo, with whom I am not acquainted; we simply share a blog-mate, Kim Ayres.
Sinc I used to live in San Francisco (I lived in the Inner Sunset district and worked at UCSF), and happen to have a Cuban brother-in- law, I was interested in your experiences growing up with Cuban parents in the States.
Your blog about your forgotten purse sounds a lot like half of my life. A lot of us do things like that, but not everyone is candid about it. Any woman who can tell a story like that about herself is automatically a member of my club.
catherine - Thanks! I slaved over them ALL day in the kitchen.
pendullum - Hi! Ahh, I'm so happy that you came over AFTER I got my rack...Lord only knows what kind of impression I might have made before!
mary - Hi! Glad you've come on over! My condolences that your sweet rolls go a little flat these days. I suspect that if I keep baking at this rate, the same will happen to mine. Sigh...
Mmmmm . . . . those were damn good indeed. (the rolls, naturally.)
Wow, that is impressive baking. I'm still picking my jaw up off of the floor! Nice rolls.
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