In this kitchen, mi abuelita would travel back in time and recount our family's illustrious history while my cousins and I pounded and kneaded masa to make tortillas.
In this kitchen, mi abuelita prepared coffee with more sugar and creamer than actual coffee, so that we had something to sip on while she challenged us to a game of Dominoes.
In this kitchen, mi abuelita would cook Chilaquiles that would leave everyone scraping their plates for more. But on May 29, 2009, this kitchen lost its spark. Back then it was full of energy and life, now it's just an ordinary kitchen.
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