That’s probably the question I’m most often asked, usually phrased as something like, “What’s a blonde American girl doing cooking Mexican food?” The answer is simple: I fell in love.
After high school in Boulder, I moved to Los Angeles to attend UCLA. There I met Jorge. Because Mexicans are all about their families, not long after Jorge came into my life, I was introduced to his charming mamacita, Alegría, and her cooking.
I certainly wasn’t a stranger to Mexican food, having grown up in Colorado with its large Mexican American population and proximity to Mexico, and with parents who were fearless eaters and travelers. But her food was nothing like what I’d tasted at Casa Bonita, in Denver, and I knew I had to learn it! Strangely, that notion had never occurred to me before.