Everyone has that one meal that writes itself on their heart before they even understand “favorite food”. For some, it could be rice yam, potato, porridge. For some, it could be biryani, pasta, pastries,

A través de la ventana la miré pasar vestida de amarillo hasta el suelo cubriéndose del sol con un paraguas rojo. perfectamente erguida como las palmas a la orilla de la mar... Poesía y dibujo @saulos

Serene horse among Viñales’ mogotes and palms, capturing Cuba’s rural, free-spirited essence. This photo is my property

I grew up in a family where savory/spicy foods were a thing. Soups, stew, yam porridge, fries, scrambled eggs, name it. My dad loved spicy food, and still does. The pepper had to be there. Salt was another