Feminista Friday: Confessions of a Next Gen Feminista

Women's Liberation March from Farragut Square to Lafayette Park, Washington D.C. (1970)

“Wow, you don’t look like a feminist.” I immediately look up from sipping my drink: “What do you mean?” I was barely tolerating the conversation and now found myself a bit intrigued. He did a nervous, quick scan of my look: “I don’t know; you seem pretty feminine. I mean, well, to be frank, you’re […]

Immigration Debate: Aftermath of the Boston Marathon bombings

Immigrant participating in 'Time is Now' rally for immigration reform on April 6, 2013 in Jersey City, New Jersey.

My hands were shaking. I fumbled with my phone, almost dropping it in my attempt to send her a text message: “ARE YOU OKAY?!?!?” Liz, a close friend of mine who I met while interning on Capitol Hill last summer, was running in the Boston Marathon.  I later found out that she crossed the finish […]

The High Heeled Kitchen – Cozumel Ceviche Video

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Ceviche. Food of the gods, savored year-round in Latin American tropical coastal communities. This fish dish is also perfecto for summer. Some people fear raw fish.  ¡Silly rabbit!, says the chica who’s paid the dear price of reckless-but ooh-soooo-goooood eating in markets, truck stops, and beach shacks throughout the Spanish-speaking world (1 year of Flagyl, […]

Master Class: Latin Rock Star Juanes & DC Public School Students

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It’s hard not to crush on the Colombian Rock Star Juanes: His music fuses different rhythms and traditions, including old school Latin American Baladas, Classic Rock, Cumbias, and the Nueva Trova or Nueva Canción (sounds and socio-political messages).  As it/he evolves, it/he gets better. He has historically worked to raise awareness about the devastation caused […]

The High Heeled Kitchen Video: ¿Red or White Wine?

Viviana Hurtado The Wise Latina Club

Normally, I have a story that accompanies a post: I could have written about developing a taste for wine helped by the fact that I grew up in San Francisco, close to the glorious Napa Valley; how I once dreamed of getting married at a vineyard; how at times, I feel so “Sideways,” Jim Taylor […]