I may talk with an accent but I don't think with an accent

This is my mom and Nicolas in Bethesda, the house was a chaos. She came to take care of the kids while I was in Caracas. I think she was making 'arepas dulce'.
I realized I could pass through all my life stages by just thinking about the aromas & flavors and those memories could become immediately real into my mind. 

    
This me while I was living in bethesda, I was red hair.


I have to admit I have been terrified to write my blog in english,
even I don’t mind to speak, writing is another issue. So please bear
with me, all my mistakes and horrific interpretations I may do from now on.

I will try my best to continue my blog in English, you may see some
words in Spanish from time to time if it doesn’t have the right

meaning to me in English. But I just want to tell you that part of my

language is universal, is all about celebration, food, eating, having
a bite, trying something new, shopping for food, cooking or just
thinking if my kids eats well now that they live alone.

I was born in Spain, raised in Venezuela, studied in England and I

am American citizen living now in Florida. Of course I have moved

about  forty times in my whole life just like a diplomat's lifestyle
but without being one of them. I started writing El mundo de Lola  in

my kitchen table when I was living in Bethesda Maryland going through difficult moments and I realized that going through my memories of food I could reach into a state of mind of good moments shared by dear friends and families.

Which at the end all was about a celebration, cooking, sitting at the

table, eating, sharing and having a wonderful time. So even now I just
moved again, but this time we are renovating the whole kitchen and I
am cooking free or just making easy food in a portable electrical

kitchen, which you will see, how a foodie lives without a kitchen, for
a while I hope...