This post is sponsored by Sabrosa Raspado. The opinions and text are all mine.

Growing up I always looked forward to our family trips to Mexico. Interestingly, the days of driving became a part of our long vacation adventures on the road. I always knew that there would be many rest stops along the way, consisting of buying chucherias (or snacks) and antojitos. I always kept my eyes open for things I enjoyed and cute little tienditas in hopes that my dad would pull over and let us shop around. Believe it or not, one delicacy that we enjoyed in those days were bags of chips! My parents always had to control our portions or we would go crazy and devour an entire bag all by ourselves. I knew that we would get the best tacos and Mexican bread when we stopped at the convenient stores along the sides of the road. Those stores were easy to spot for an eager kid like myself—looking for the next best treat! You could never go wrong just grabbing a quick bite to eat. Food was always fresh to order, prepared right before your eyes. Another “for sure stop” was to purchase guamuchiles in Sinaloa. Guamuchiles is a food described best as an “acquired taste.”
“Mira, mangos!”, my dad would shout as he abruptly veered onto a dirt road, with the load of passengers bouncing in our seats, as our old burgundy Dodge Caravan entered into a rural part of las calles de Nayarit to pick juicy mangos straight from roadside trees. As we reached Guadalajara, Jalisco I could only think of one thing…”Las Jericallas” (My mouth is watering just thinking about them). And don’t let me forget to mention the city of Guanajuato, known for the production of some of the best Cajeta in the world. Streets filled with cajeta vendors pulling you in with offers to sample their recipes, with a small wooden spoon covered with cajeta. As a child, I secretly accepted every little wooden spoon offered to me from each vendor.
Finally, we would reach our destination, a state called “Michoacán.” Michoacan was “donde tienen de todo.” It is a place known for its ice cream, Chongos Zamoranos, Paletitas de Tamarindo, Nieves de Garrafa y Raspados de todos sabores! It was much like finding a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow–reaching the state known for its ice cream, after days of driving under the baking sun, was the reward! In Mexico, snow cones are referred to as “raspados.” Raspados are special not only for the flavor, but the process. The craft of making “raspados” can be described as a beautiful art. Watching a Raspado vendor scrape a huge block of ice wrapped in plastic and cloth to keep it from melting is short of mesmerizing. After the lightly packed ice is placed into a plastic cup, the vendor carefully drizzles it with the most flavorful homemade syrup! Perfect for those warm Mexican summer days!
Thus, the flavor of certain drinks and the aroma of special meals, always remind me of driving through Mexico with my family. Living in California, you can easily find Mexican food restaurants and a variety of dining options to satisfy one’s palette. On the contrary, it is not easy to find delicious “raspados,” because to qualify as authentic snow cones requires rich flavors. It was not until recently that we discovered Sabroso Raspados. They have so many exciting flavors such as Fresas con Crema, Coco con Crema, Mango Chamoy, Pina Colada, Mango Chili Lime, and Tamarind Chamoy.

Abuela especially enjoyed las Fresas con Crema flavor. She said it was “very tasty” and “refreshing.” Mom really loved the Tamarindo Chamoy. It brought back memories of her childhood in Michoacan; she said the flavor was “pretty genuine” with just the right amount of chamoy. My personal favorite was Mango Chili Lime, because of the rich mango flavor balanced with the tanginess of the chile.
If you want to taste the authenticity for yourself, Sabrosa Raspado is available at your local Vallarta and Northgate Supermarkets. I cannot wait to try out the other flavors and share them with Abuela, mom, and the rest of the family. We had a great time talking about our old family trips, and reminiscing about the food and treats we ate along the way. It is just a part of our culture: Family, food, and fun!
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In fact, I think we are more conscientious about what is happening around us from day to day, whether it is in the news, or on a social media feed. With one click, we can learn what is happening all the way in China, and we also know what our best friend is eating for breakfast. How amazing is it to be flooded with information at the tips of our fingers and be able develop such an awareness of how we live our lives! But have you ever thought how that pace of processing information can potentially cause us to miss out on some of the most important things? I have to really sift through what I consume daily because I am trying to do my best to live with intention and create thoughtful memories with my family. I think I developed that quality from my Dad—who was a constant storyteller. He loved to travel with us as a family and sharing his perspectives allowed me to see life through a different lense. He loved talking about art, history, religion and even politics. So you can say that over time, I sort of inherited the ability to record what I feel in my heart and capture vivid pictures in my mind—with the ability to share those experiences with the most careful detail.
One of her favorite things to do is grocery shop! I am not sure why, but I think it is just one of those funny and unique things that make her so special. Recently, we went to Vallarta Supermarkets, to walk the aisles and shop as she prepares for Dia de Los Muertos. My Abuela is like a kid in a candy store–her eyes brighten as she walks through the aisles. My Abuela loves the fresh selection of Pan de Muerto from the Panaderia section. She particularly enjoys the fresh fruit and vegetables from the produce section. She carefully picks through the ears of corn, looking for just the perfect piece for my Abuelo. As she passes la Floreria, she stops and gazes as the
selection of flowers, and leans forward and picks the perfect bouquet of Marigolds to add the final touch. She is preparing a small altar at her home, as she does every year in dedication to his life and the years they spent together.






My first born, Jezreel graduates from high school today. So many feelings and flashes of moment come in and out. And as those feelings go from happiness to sadness and then to feeling orgullosa, I can’t help to think how blessed I have been to have been granted the ability to work from home and be able to be part of every stage of both of my children’s lives.
Parenting is not an easy task and as you have heard, it takes a village…and it doesn’t end at High School graduation. That is actually the beginning of a whole new set of life challenges. Thank you to all who have help me, Jezreel and the rest of my little family along the way.
Both my mom and Abuela have crazy stories about how they were named. I had always heard everyone call my Abuela Eva, even my Abuelo. It wasn’t until she was trying to get her residency that she found out that Eva wasn’t her real name. A prerequisite to obtain her residency was to provide a birth certificate however, she did not have one. So she went to La Presidencia of her town to request it. After a lengthy search for this crucial document, they were unable find her birth certificate. She went home frustrated and told everyone what had happened when suddenly her father disclosed that he never registered her as Eva. Her father stated that despite her mother wanting to name her Eva, he defiantly registered her as Maria. According to the story, my Abuela’s father wanted a daughter named EVA. AY DIO MIO! She went back to La Presidencia, and processed a new request with the name MARIA and successfully obtained her birth certificate. To this day, everyone close to her knows her as Eva. Joking she claims that she was never married to my Abuelo because the marriage certificate says Eva–and her real name is Maria. LOL






