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Growing up I spent a lot of time in Reynosa, Tamaulipas. We spent the weekends there, summers there, and sometimes my family would come and stay with us. Crossing the border every weekend was a norm. I'm first generation born in the United States. I used to be jealous of my cousins private school uniforms in elementary because I got made fun at school sometimes, and I wanted to fit in. I didn’t know why I was different, my mom and dad took me shopping in Mexico all the time and I loved it. Sometimes I guess my bright green velvet bell bottom pants stood out a lot compared to the blue jeans and tee shirts everyone so normally wore. In high school I had a good “friend” tell me I would be hott if I wasn’t such a fresa girl. I was confused, and a little hurt, but he gave me a hollister makeover, and told me, I would fit in. Funnily enough, it worked. I made a bunch of friends that year and all of the sudden, I thought everything I owned was tacky and I started changing a lot about myself. Even in college, where so many differences are loved and accepted, I was made fun of for using spanish words in my everyday vocabulary by close friends. They weren’t trying to hurt me, but being different didn’t feel good. At some points I felt I was too Mexican for my American friends, and then too American when i visited my grandmother, aunts, and cousins in Reynosa.
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The Mangonada cupcake took me to raspas "El Jardin" in Reynosa, where my brave mom and older cousin, the coolest people I knew by the way, ordered the "spicy" Chamoyadas, and having learned my lesson about not being able to hack it, I ordered a fruity something or other, and threw :Chile de Polvo" to be brave and cool too.
The vanilla cupcake topped with the mango swiss meringue, was a subtle version of the classic mangonada, with soft tanginess, and pops of something I can only describe as "picosito." This cupcake was such a fun flavor to enjoy. |
The Horchata was happily eaten by my boyfriend! The cream cheese buttercream had a slight spice of cinnamon a top of a vanilla cake made with rice milk, almonds, and cinnamon. I've always had a weird reaction to cinnamon. It makes me sneeze, and cough, and too much of it makes my throat feel scary(it took a few years to understand it was an allergic reaction) so I was sad to not be able to love this flavor, but my boyfriend engulfed it in one breath so rest assured it was tasty.
This did make me think of my grandma making arroz con leche on the stove in those big silver "ollas" you also use to make the "frijoles." My grandma passed a few years back, it was nice to think of sitting in her kitchen table, while she made that, or tamales for 100 people, or "cafesito" after church. it was nice to be taken back there. Te extranamos wellita Carlotita! |
To be honest here, I haven't tried this cupcake. I have tried the amazing full size Sponch Cookies Roberta made in heart shapes that you won't find pictures of because we prematurely ate them.
I bought one (after the bf ate the first one from the box) & well I got some really bad news on my way home and guess what, I ate it. I'm not sorry. It was delicious and exactly what i needed and like HOMEMADE MARSHMELLOW?! Who even does that? Homemade pastries are my biggest weakness, and homemade Marshmellow, is like my Kryptonite. If you've never been to Mexico, they used to have little stores "tienditas"(they might still, but I'm sure it's not the same) that carried all the favs. Sponch cookies by Marinela were next to the Chokis & the Penguinos too. (They are like Oxxo's or gas stations but in someones homes.) Aww those were some good times. I remember a dollar made me feel like the queen of the world when my dad would take it out of is his pocket and let me walk across the street like a big girl to buy my own snacks. Ruffles CON QUESO, the original, not this fake stuff, a Magnum Obsession, which was like my fav ice cream bar/popsicle until some big ol' company bought them off, a bunch of Bubbaloo's (cuz they were dirt cheap), and a sponch cookie sometimes. THAT IS MY CHILDHOOD. Thats when the RGV Foodster was born. lol |
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Real artists make you feel. Thank you Roberta, for baking the RGV happy for almost 8 years. For following your dream of creating macarons and pastries for us with your momma. For making children, adults, and people like me (adults that still act like children) feel joy, feel comfort, reminisce, and help uncover things they didn't even know were there. You are a real artist lady.
If you'd like to visit and buy these flavors they will be available all September in honor of 16 de Septiembre. I'll link their website below. I hope you enjoyed my first food blog on my new website. I've got a lot more food coming, a lot more feels coming, and so much more for you RGV. Keep supporting local- Yo girl-The RGV Seems |