My husband often asks me why I never pursued journalism professionally. I had thought about it at one point: a career as a reporter, investigating the lives of others and writing stories about people and their lives. Whenever I mentioned it, my mom often reminded me of how tough life might be financially if I became a journalist. So, I earned by degree in German language and European history instead. Because those are both such lucrative fields, of course. Continue reading →
A few weeks ago, our friends asked M. and me to run The Color Run. The Color Run is a 5K event that travels from city to city across the U.S. As they run, participants get dusted with colorful chalk at different points along the course. The Color Run came to Brownsville for the first time yesterday. It was a sunny, cool morning, and we had a fun time “getting colored”. Continue reading →
Today we finally tried the camarones.
Our friends invited M. and me to try one of their favorite spots in Matamoros. They had told us about it a while ago, and today is the day we made it over there. It’s a little white wooden hut at the corner of Calle Cuarto and Zaragoza in downtown Matamoros, owned and operated by an elderly man with kind eyes and a great smile who makes a mean camarones (shrimp) cocktail.
He fills a jumbo-sized margarita glass with fresh shrimp harvested from the Gulf of Mexico, which he keeps in a cooler under the roof of the hut. He adds freshly squeezed lime juice, chopped cilantro, minced jalapeños, avocados, and diced onions …Continue reading →