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The last time I visited my cousin Elena in Tucson, we spent a whole afternoon wandering through a neighborhood street market—not the big commercial kind,

A few years back, during a quick weekend trip to the coast, my husband and I found ourselves ducking into a tiny café tucked between

Earlier this month, my youngest grandson came over with a big request: “Grandma, can we make something cool like they do on those cooking shows?”

When my book club decided to have a movie night instead of our usual monthly discussion, I offered to host. Everyone brings something, of course,

My grandson came to visit last Saturday, all legs and questions as usual. He’d been on a school trip, and apparently, the cafeteria had served