by Rossana Segovia
First, remind your teacher at a United States boarding school that guacamole is not just enjoyed in the Super Bowl but is also a nurturing dish you eat back home every day.
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Let me cut my finger: Understanding the complex love of a mother
by Rossana Segovia
“You’re going to hurt yourself, let me do it.”
My mother snatched the kitchen knife from my hand and pressed the vegetables gently against the wooden board, raising the knife edge to create thin, uniform cuts, forming perfect circles and cubes for the soup she had cooked but would present to the family as my original dish.
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