Creamy Hot Chocolate and Choco-Nuts Pops


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One cold day, about twenty-eight years ago, my mother entered a coffee shop in Italy and ordered a hot chocolate. It was the first time she ordered one in Italy, since she had just moved there with little Casper, my brother. What she got surprised her; the cup was hot and steaming, but this was not hot chocolate, she thought. The consistency of whatever they had just served her was thick and almost not liquid anymore; it looked creamy and thick at the point she thought it was some sort of pudding.

Soon enough she realized that was just how the Italian hot chocolate is, and even sooner, just after taking the first sip, she had realized it was delicious.

Years went by and that same hot chocolate became a staple in our pantry during the cold winters. Basically it was what got us through the winter. One cup and…

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Identity Week: It’s in the Cards


Standing in the Shallows

Identity Week: It's in the Cards

Just a couple of days ago, a Facebook friend put out a general question: What was the first CD you bought?

I answered honestly: “Soundtrack to The Little Mermaid.”

His response: “Your Man Card has been deducted by 2 points.”

He was joking, of course, and even leavened his words with the admission that he bought the Aladdin soundtrack when it came out.

Of course I didn’t feel like my masculinity was genuinely being insulted. In fact, I responded once more: “Meh,” I wrote. “Man Cards aren’t worth the frilly pink paper they’re printed on.”

And I meant it.

A Man Card, if you don’t know (or do know and just want to hear my own brilliantly concise definition), is a theoretical document that jokingly certifies your manhood and can be revoked if other men feel you’re not being manly enough. In their opinion. I’m not sure when it…

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Tanning of The Ignorant

Ok so tanning of America is not going to the beach and catching a tan. I am currently watching the show VH1 had called Tanning of America and some other caca about hip hop …. My thoughts it’s not about tanning America it’s just times or changing g it is more excepted for other races to step into broader ranges in activities that were once limited. Racism is still alive and we’ll on both ends! Me being a light skin Puerto Rican Italian with green eyes pale skin and long hair cannot understand the hate that is exuded at me when I happen to venture into any hood USA I get salty looks from woman thinking I’m trying to steal Tyrone who has no job and five kids by five baby mamas nah I’m good girl that’s all you! If you want equality take your ignorance down some notches when you see me in your hood so if u venture into my suburb you wouldn’t want me to put a
show on for you you want to be treated with my respect take the ignorance down and I’ll see tanning in another lite


Acts of Randomness

Hello and welcome to the day in the life of a random italian American girl! Random people, random facts that’s what comes up in my life! Idk about you but I view things through a clear perspective yet sometimes bias to stupidness and ignorance! Two of the things I cannot tolerate in this world and to add number three to that long list chicken legs (random) lol